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AN: This one may take me a while to update, but I hope that you all like it. I changed a few of the last names and apperances, but I think that you'll like it. -Sam
Katara slouched her way into first hour math class. With a sigh she mumbled an excuse to the teacher and walked towards her seat at the back of the room. She sat down, took out her homework and began writing down random answers in an attempt to make it look like she had finished it.
"How was your weekend?" asked her friend Aang, turning around to look at her intently.
Katara shrugged and tried to ignore the gaze of her tattooed friend. "Hey," he said, lifting her chin up, "It's gonna be okay."
Katara looked into his grey eyes and smiled. "Thanks Aang. You rock."
He shrugged, "I know." He placed his headphones over his orange beanie and shut his eyes.
"Ms. Sozen!" snapped the teacher, "Would you care to tell the class the equation for point slope?"
Katara shrugged, "Not really, thanks for asking though."
"Detention!" said the teacher, and resumed teaching the lesson.
Aang laughed softly and leaned his chair back so he could talk to Katara. "So," he said with a grin, "Are you going to Toph's tonight?"
She shrugged, "Probably. I think Sokka's having Yue over, so I might hang out at the park."
Aang laughed softly, "Cool."
---x---
Katara hopped up onto the wall that separated the school from the alleyway and looked up into the smoke filled sky. She shut her eyes and tried to clear her mind.
"Hey," said a voice from below her.
"What," she asked, swinging her legs over the wall and looking down.
"What're you doing up there?" asked her brother, jumping up to sit next to her.
"What're you doing out here?" asked Katara, smirking at her older brother.
"Making sure you go to class," said Sokka, pulling at a hole in his jeans, "Why aren't you in class?"
She shrugged and jumped off the wall, "Well, I guess I'm going to class now."
"See that you do," said Sokka with a smirk.
---x---
Zuko sighed as he walked down the hallway, trying to ignore all the stares that he was getting. He brushed his dark brown hair out of his eyes and kept walking, intent on leaving the building.
As he walked out of the school he felt a tap on the shoulder. "Hey," said a girl with long brown hair and startlingly blue eyes, "You dropped this."
She held out a book and he took it, not looking at her face. "Thanks," he mumbled and began walking away from the school again.
"Hey," said the girl, running up to him, "What's your name? Haven't I seen you around here before?"
Zuko sighed and continued walking, trying to ignore the girl now fluttering around his shoulder.
"Seriously, just look at me."
Resigning himself to the worst Zuko raised his golden eyes to look into her blue ones.
The girl gasped, "Zuko?"
"How do you know my name?" he asked, trying to think if he had ever seen the girl before.
"It's me, Katara," she said, "What happened to your eye?"
Zuko touched the rough scar that covered one eye, "My father."
"You still don't remember me?" she asked, falling into step next to him.
He shook his shaggy head.
"Come on," she said with a laugh, "We used to play at the park together when we were like, two!"
"That was you?" asked Zuko in a quiet voice.
She nodded and stopped at one of the run down houses on the side of the road, "Well, this is my stop."
"I live next door," said Zuko, "With my uncle."
"Cool," she said, pushing open the rusted gate, "See you around."
---x---
"How long are you in town for?" asked Katara, sitting up in bed.
Jet shrugged and pulled on his pants, "Not that long."
Katara sighed and tossed on a robe.
"Chin up kid," said Jet, walking to the front door, "I'll be back again before you can blink."
Katara shut the door and walked over to her room, shutting the door with a snap.
---x---
Katara awoke to a sharp knock on her door. She mumbled sleepily and threw her pillow at it. The knocking persisted, followed by a loud voice.
"I know you're in there Kat," said Toph's voice, "Come on, get up!"
Katara sighed, flung off the covers and began to pull on a sweatshirt. "I'm comin' Toph," she said groggily.
She finally opened the door to see Toph standing there with a smug look on her face.
"What?" asked Katara, walking with her to the kitchen where she poured herself a bowl of cereal.
"Jet was here last night wasn't he?"
"So what if he was?" asked Katara, sitting down at the table.
"Come on Kat," said Toph, sitting down and brushing her dark hair out of her eyes, "You're just hurting yourself. He comes at random times, and then he leaves without a trace. You need to move on."
"Since when are you my personal advisor?" she asked grumpily.
"Since you stopped listening to sense and reason."
"My brother told you to do this didn't he?" she asked, flaring up.
Toph put her hands in the air, "Don't shoot the messenger."
Katara stood up and walked towards her brother's room in a towering temper. "Sokka," she said angrily, throwing open the door, "What are you doing interfering with my life! It's my-."
She broke off and flipped on the light switch. "Hmm," said Sokka, rolling out of bed and landing on the floor with a thump.
"You moron!" she yelled, hitting him with a pillow, "You suck."
"Just doing my brotherly duty," he grumbled sleepily.
Katara stormed out of the room and sat back down at the table with a loud 'humph' of indignation.
"So," said Toph, "What're you doing today?"
Katara shrugged and returned to her cereal.
"Well you better do something good," said Toph with a grin, "Don't want to waste away here."
"You're oddly cheerful," said Katara with a grimace.
"I've got a date," she said, standing up and walking out the door, "See you later."
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