Serodezha here! I have now decided to do a modern AU and see how it turned out. My fingers are tired. I typed this all at one sitting at the computer after writing it all. I do plan to update soon. Title may change... Katara gets to do the disclaimer as she is the main character in this chapter.

Katara: Serodezha does not own Avatar no matter how much she wants to.

You took that a bit too far Katara. R&R

The hot sun glared down upon Katara's face as she searched the sky for some sign of a cloud or breeze. This summer had been one of the hottest on record and even though the summer was coming to an end, the weather was still holding. Katara found herself sweating even though she was walking.

Even though Katara had moved here early into the summer and and spent all her time outside in this blistering heat, she still wasn't used to the weather. This was understandable though, seeing as she used to live in Alaska. The weather there was always cold and was completely opposite to the weather here in Texas. In fact, the only thing the two states had in common was that there was hardly anything to do. The whole summer all Katara had done was walk around the park, swim in the local swimming pool and hang around at the mall. She had not found a single job or friend in the whole state and this was supposed to be one of the largest stares in the U.S.

Katara sighed and sat on a park bench. It was almost noon and she should be heading home but she wanted to rest a bit before going. As she sat there, she saw a boy about her age come jogging into the park. He wore gray shorts and a gray t-shirt. He looked like a normal teenager except for the blue arrow that ran from his bald head to his arms and feet. Katara couldn't help it and stared at this strange new boy. She wondered where he lived for she had never seen him before. The boy looked at Katara and she quickly adverted her gaze, blushing at the thought of someone seeing her stare. Instead of ignoring her, the boy jogged straight toward her.

"Hey there. I'm Aang, who are you?"

"I'm Katara." Katara stammered. No one had ever come and talk to her before here and she wanted to learn more about this kind stranger. "Where are you from? I haven't seen you here before."

"I don't live to far from here. It's about a ten minutes drive away." Aang looked at her thoughtfully. "You must be the new girl coming to the school."

Katara inwardly winced at the word "new girl". "Yeah. How did you know?"

"I help the music teacher do private lessons at the school during the summer and she told me that another flute player was joining the band. Of course, that could have been a different kid, but I thought it might be you."

Katara nodded. She was a flute player and with some good talent, but she didn't practice much after the move. She didn't want to think much about her old life in Alaska. Katara almost decided to not do band this year but her father persisted.

Katara looked at her watch and was shocked to see how long she had been here. "I have to go." she said reluctantly. She wished she could stay here and talk to Aang some more, but her father and Sokka would be waiting on her to have lunch. "I guess I will see you at school tomorrow?"

"Of course. Come to the music room when you get to school and I'll meet you there." Aang smiled and jogged back in the direction he came from with a wave as he left.

Katara couldn't help but grin as she watched Aang leave. It seemed Texas had more to offer than she thought.

Katara still had the grin plastered on her face when she came home. "I'm back." she called out. In just a few seconds her brother Sokka came rushing toward her with relief on his face. When he was mere inches away from her, he opened his arms wide and gave her a large hug. "Where have you been?" Sokka cried, "We've been waiting forever for you. The food is getting cold!"

Katara rolled her eyes. Her brother was protective of her but when it came to food, Sokka would almost completely forget about her staying away for a long period of time.

Sokka grabbed Katara's hand and dragged her to the kitchen where their father, Hadoka, was sitting at the table calmly.

"What took you so long Katara?"

"I'm sorry." Katara said, "I met somebody at the park and got distracted talking."

"Well I won't punish you for making friends. Who is this person though?"

"His name is Aang. He lives nearby but he helps with private lessons in music which is why I haven't seen him."

"Can we eat?" Sokka whined. Katara smiled and sat down at the table. As she sat she thought that she should probably practice on her flute before the first day of school tomorrow.

'Ello luvs, plot. here, pre-viewer of this fantastic story! I think this story is going to turn out great! What did you think, Aang?
Aang: It was awesome! MORE!!
Thank you Aang. Anyone else?
Sokka: (hysterical) WHY AM I BASICALLY NON-EXISTENT IN THIS STORY??? But anyway, Food Rocks!
...Never mind.