"I can't wait until summer!" A blur of orange brushes past me in the school hallway. "I'm gonna go hang gliding and kite surfing and eat ice cream for breakfast and donuts for lunch!"

That would be Aang. He lives with his head in the clouds on most days.

"Let me guess. Cream puffs for dinner, Twinkletoes?"

Toph is pretty solid for a freshman. She keeps Aang grounded when he starts to get too flighty. I like hanging out with them, but sometimes their immaturity annoys me. I can tell this is one of those moments. No one can eat dessert all day. Talk about a serious sugar crash.

"What about you, Sugar Queen?" Toph asks.

I don't know why she calls me that. OK, maybe I suggested once that I could survive solely on fudgsicles and moon pies, but that was only after that bad breakup with Jet. Toph elbows me hard in the ribs, her usual gesture for getting my attention.

"Oww! I have plans this summer, alright? I can't just goof off. I'm going to get a job and do something that matters for my future!" I hate how haughty that sounds, but I've been under a lot of pressure lately. I hurry past them before I say anything I might regret.

"Geez, what's with her?" Toph mutters. Aang sighs airily in response.

They just don't get it.


I'm the only sophomore to participate in the school's summer internship fair this year. My brother calls me crazy. Well, I think he's crazy because as a junior, it's his last opportunity to gain this experience for college applications. Yet, he's blowing it off to go fishing in Alaska with Dad. Maybe Sokka will end up taking over the family business, but I know he'd rather pursue engineering than commercial fishing.

The truth is, Dad cannot provide for our college tuition with his income. Sokka doesn't think about these things, but I do. I'm getting an internship this summer so I can help pay for stuff like clothes and school lunches. And then hopefully I'll get a scholarship for a top tier school like Atlas University. I will not be a burden to anyone.

"But what do you mean I can't get any of the paid internships?" I am nearly in tears as I approach Principal Pakku.

"I'm sorry, Katara, but you're under the legal working age. You can apply for one of the volunteer positions."

"I'm a hard worker! And a straight A student!" I want to add that I'd do a better job than half the junior class.

He folds his arms across his chest. "Rules are rules."

The pale blue of his suit starts to blur in my vision, and my bottom lip trembles, but I refuse to cry in front of this man. "But I'm turning 16 this summer!" My birthday is actually at the end of August. Had I not gone to Montessori kindergarten, I would be an entire grade younger according to the age cutoff for public school.

Ms. Yugoda, the school nurse, senses my distress. "Katara, sweetheart, it will still look good on your college applications, and it will help you land a top notch internship for next year. You still have time."

"But, I need… the experience." I will not beg for money.

"There's nothing I can do." Principal Pakku claps his hands and rubs them together as if that settles the matter. "I'll put in a good word for you. How about… the zoo?"

I brush the back of my sleeve across dampened cheeks and stomp my foot. "I do not want to be scooping up ostrich-horse shit all summer!"

The principal's expression is scolding, but I can't stand the look of pity Ms. Yugoda is giving me right now. Before I have a chance to apologize for my outburst, Ty Lee sweeps in from the adjoining door that leads to the nurse's office.

She hooks a bandaged arm through my elbow and escorts me out into the hallway. "What's an ostrich horse? Sounds… magical!"

Her high-pitched giggle grates on my last nerve. An ostrich horse happens to be an imaginary animal from this fictional world I created. Sometimes I write about characters with amazing abilities to bend the elements. For me, I've always wanted to control water—like command the waves, summon the tides. My earliest memories are of Mom at the beach, so…

"Katara?" The knitted brow and slight frown look out of place on Ty Lee.

"Sorry."

"You can always join the circus with me!"

"Right."

I should have asked her what happened to her arm, but apparently I am too self-absorbed today to care about my friends.


"The Marine Science Center has a few openings. Here, take a brochure and see if anything interests you. We are a non-profit organization, so we can't pay our interns unfortunately, but sometimes our students come back to work for us after they graduate." The woman has an almost ethereal look about her.

"So… I wouldn't be cleaning up seal sh—poop? I mean, it's OK. I just don't want to do that the whole time." I cringe, but she smiles.

"No, no. That's not really a valuable learning experience, is it? I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself. I'm Yue."

"Katara. Nice to meet you."

"So, we have a position that works with the medical staff. Most of the marine animals we treat are sick or injured, so we nurse them back to health, tag them, and set them free. Another position studies the water, looking for contaminants and identifying potential threats, like factory pollution, for example. Then, you can work on a government petition to shut those facilities down or enforce environmental safety regulations. And lastly, we have a group that goes to schools, summer camps, and museums to talk about all these things."

I skim my fingers across the panels of the tri-fold brochure as she speaks. Rehabilitate. Advocate. Educate. I always swore I would never go into fishing, but this is different. I care about the environment. I even organized a beach cleanup day as a community service event for the honor society. (This is how I know the juniors are lazy dipshits.) And I want to be either a professor or a doctor when I grow up, so the experience would be relevant. I take an application, give her my best smile, and express my sincere interest in the positions.

I sign up for a few other things before deciding I'm done. There isn't much interest in the unpaid internships, and my eyes are drawn to the crowd on the other side of the gym. The largest group gathers at the table for Future Fire Technology. I've heard quite a bit about the company because the CEO's daughter is in the honor's track with me. Azula talks nonstop about how the former weapons company has rebranded and now manufactures cutting edge robotics. I couldn't care less.

Azula will undoubtedly secure a position at her father's company for the summer. She's ambitious like that. Her brother, Zuko, will likely work there, too. He strikes me as different somehow—not really the corporate type. He's not one of the half-assed juniors, though. He's still pretty intense. I'm a little intrigued by him, but Sokka warns me to leave him be. Well, Sokka can't tell me who I can and cannot talk to… I just wish I could get up the nerve to… oh monkeyfeathers!

"There aren't many sophomores here, y'know," a voice rasps. Zuko is standing right here. Talking to me. Sokka says he never talks to anyone.

"I, uhhh…" I want to slap my forehead for being such a blubbering idiot.

"I saw you at the Marine Science Center table. Sounds cool, huh?"

He was… watching me? The pink that rises to his cheeks would indicate that yes... yes, he was. I'm dying to ask about that mysterious scar across his left eye, but I guess that won't make the best first impression.

"Katara," I say.

"What?" he asks, his single brow raised in confusion.

"I'm Katara." I hold out my hand like a dork.

"Oh, right. Sorry. Zuko."

We are now shaking hands. Like dorks.

"And yes." I clear my throat. "The Marine Science Center looks cool. I hope I get it."


The results are posted the following week. With everyone crowded around the bulletin board outside the gym, it feels like we're clamoring to see who's made the basketball team or the cheerleading squad. I'm the only sophomore and of average height, so it takes me a while to wiggle my way to the front so I can see.

There are three names listed for the Marine Science Center.

Me! I got the position I wanted!

Then, Hahn. I don't really know him, only that Sokka hates him, which should be interesting.

And… Zuko?

I scan the crowd for his unmistakable face, but he's nowhere to be found. I can't help but notice the red-clad crew off to the right, however. Azula, Ty Lee, and Mai are all on our school's beach volleyball team. Either they just came from practice, are headed to a game, or just want an excuse to wear their uniform. Two seniors, Ruon Jion and Chan, hover nearby, enjoying the view. Ty Lee offers a shy wave when she catches my eye.

"Congrats to the newest Future Fire Lady!" Azula salutes Mai.

The dark-haired girl simply huffs. "But Zuko won't be there. He got some stupid job at a water park."

I fight the urge to march right up to her and emphasize how respectable and meaningful the Marine Science Center internship is, but the look on Ty Lee's face stops me. Her bottom lip protrudes in a full-on pout, and I remember that she told me about Mai's childhood crush. Apparently it is one-sided, and everyone wishes she would just get over it. Mai's scowl confirms that I should let it go.

"Of course Father wouldn't give him a job after the equipment malfunction last year." Everything Azula says comes out like a sneer. "He's such a disgrace to the family. We need someone who is competent and level-headed in the company, Mai. Not lovesick and forlorn. Should I retract my recommendation I made to Father?"

Even though she's shaking her head, I swear I hear Mai mumble bitch under her breath. For some reason, I am mesmerized by the exchange. The crowd finally thins out as everyone heads to class. With only two weeks left of school, the summer will be here before we know it. And I will be nursing injured seals back to health with Zuko?

Toph nudges me with her elbow. "Hey Sugar Queen. Watch your back, will ya?"

"What? Why?"

She's gone before I can ask what the hell she's talking about.


A/N: Hey Zutara fans! I posted this one on tumblr for Zutara Week but never got around to posting it here. (There are bonus screenshots of characters' direct messaging in the tumblr version, just look me up as "kdinthecity"). It's still a WIP, so I thought you might want to join along in the journey. Total new territory for me here: first person Katara POV in the present tense, modern HS AU... yeah, waaaaaaaaay out of my comfort zone.