A.N.: If you are reading this it means my random fic actually convinced me to post it on the internet. My name is Leah and my friend's name is Jessica a.k.a. Red ...she's not as old as she sounds she's 15...so am I...we wrote this together...so excuse the randomness...we wrote our own p.o.v.s...
:Profiles:
:Red(a.k.a.: Jessica):
Medium length, wavy, red hair with bangs. Dark blue eyes, 5'10" and pert nose. Pale skin with freckles.
:Leah:
5'5.5" Ivory skin, no freckles. Blue, oval glasses and eyes that change from green to blue. Curvy body. Small hands and pert nose. Long, wavy, brown hair.
Disclaimer: We don't own Avatar: TLA, but I own myself and Red owns herself.
Chapter 1: What the hell?
:Leah's POV:
"Dad, can I go over to Red's house?" I asked as I walked into the living room.
"When?" was his reply.
"Today," I said as I plopped down into the chair.
"Do you have a ride down there?" he asked.
"Umm...no, but I do have one back," I replied, hoping he'd agree to drop me off when he went to town.
"Oh fine, get your stuff together. We're leaving in ten minutes," he replied as he left the living room.
"Thanks Daddy!" I called out after him, and then went to gather up my stuff.
(A.N.: I know it's poorly written...)
The ride over to Red's house was silent except for the country music my dad had turned on.
"Call me when you're coming home," he said as he pulled out of Red's driveway.
"M'kay," I replied with a wave.
:Red's POV:
Before she could turn around I was already behind her, waiting. When she did, she jumped and glared at me; while I laughed at her expense.
"Red!" she shouted playfully at me before walking around me to enter my house through the side door.
I followed her, pausing only to shut the door behind me. Then, I grinned and grabbed her right arm and dragged her down the stairs that lead to the family den.
The family den is the best place to sit and watch t.v. in my house. In one corner sits a big screen t.v. with surround sound. Also, a tivo box sits on top, recording all of my favorite shows onto its memory.
Infront of the entertainment center, there are two couches and two recliners to sit on. A few minutes ago, I put a three liter of Dr. Pepper and two large bags of Cheetos onto the cherry wood coffee table along with two plastic glasses filled with ice.
"Do you think this will last us through an episode of Avatar?" I asked as I reached down for the universal remote. After a short series of clicks, the second episode of Avatar appeared on the screen.
Like the crazed fan girl she is, Leah raced to the nearest recliner and sat down, her eyes already focused intently on the screen.
We only had to stop briefly during the show to fast forward through the commercials.
"Look! It's Zuko," Leah exclaimed and leaped from her chair and, with her optimistic attitude being contagious, I too found myself standing beside her infront of the big screen.
The scene was when Zuko and Sokka first met at the south pole. As usual, Zuko made fast work of Sokka and left him to eat snow after Sokka threw his boomerang at him.
Then, as all made boomerangs do, it came back and whacked Zuko in the back of the head.
"Ha! Take that Zuko!" I yelled in triumph at the screen.
"Zuko is still going to kick Sokka's ass!" Leah pointed out and I pouted.
"So?" I whined, "He's still cute."
"Zuko is better looking and Sokka wears makeup!" she never failed to throw that one in my face.
"It's war paint and I still think he's cute and I wish we could go into their world and find out exactly how cute they are in 3D!"
"It's still makeup!" she snorted.
Then we both laughed together and leaned our foreheads against the screen, sighing wistfully.
We don't know how it happened, but one second we were leaning against the t.v. and then we were laying face down in snow.
"What?" I mumbled and sat up at the same time Leah did. Faithful, my cat, meowed up at me from my feet.
"Faithful!" I cried and leaned to pick her up before looking around. Absently, I placed her on my shoulder and then we both looked up.
"What the hell?"
A.N.: Sooo? Is it good? Bad? Okay?...