Hey so I know I'm starting a new story and I'm in the middle of another, but I couldn't resist. I'm not saying I'm finished with Love:The Eternal Element,but I started this during the school year and never finished itso... here it is.

Name key:

Annie=Katara

Kyle=Aang

Sean=Sokka

Sara=Suki

Harry-Hakoda

Taylor=Toph

Zeke=Zuko

Everyone else I made up, so technically because its different names and a different story, I OWN EVERYTHING! AHAHAHAHA LOOPHOLE!

Avatar the last airbender does not and will not belong to me (unfortunatly)

Chapter 1

I breathed a few more shaky breaths and sweat drenched my face. I placed a cool hand against my burning cheek , but it quickly snapped back. Even though my hand had a frigid touch from the surrounding wind, my face burned as if on fire! I ignored that to focus on the heap in front of me. When I noticed it was a living, -not sure if he/she was breathing-person, my heart rate immediately went through the roof.

I ran up to my room, my tear-streaked face bombarding a pillow that I had used very often now as a tissue. My nose was starting to run and it wasn't stopping anytime soon. My heart was beating furiously and my whole body was red. NO NO NO! He can't be gone! He just left me? Without me? Why? This wasn't fair! Kyle doesn't deserve that fate. I sat up, trying to wipe my nose off and I looked at myself in my mirror. That made me fall back into hysterics.

These two memories are the highlights of...well the highlights of my life-if you want to be really dramatic. They replayed back on good days and bad days. But now that things returned to somewhat of a normalcy, I can relax and laugh at the memories. I know you think I'm crazy, but so did he when I told him. After a while, he let it go, but I swear, that boy is going to get himself in deep trouble with me one of these days. I'm not here to tell my story; I'm here to tell you his.

Naturally, I looked forward to my swim meets and today was no exception. We were ready to take on the South High Eels; they were the best in the state ,but we had been practicing intensely for the past few months. Our coach informed us that when we beat them, we would be the champions. This meant that I would have to swim to the best of my ability, but I wasn't nervous. The water was like my second skin and I actually preferred being submerged in this clear liquid than out in the thin invisible air. Most days, my dad would have to bribe me to come out with the empty promises of sweet homemade cinnamon buns.

We pulled up to the local YMCA- where all of our meets had taken place- in our old beat up blue SUV. I opened the door and collided with the chilled air. It never failed to make me shiver. I could feel Goosebumps sprouting all over my arms and legs. I couldn't wait for spring to come. Unfortunately, it was only January 3. I hurriedly closed the door and ran inside where the heat was at full blast. I ran past the other people talking in the lobby and into the girls locker room where most of my teammates had gathered. We waited for our coach to come in for our pep talk we always started each meet with. Among my peers were the popular girls. They acted like they owned the school and the team. Britney was filthy stinking rich. Kathy was a model and had been a model since she was in diapers. In fact she did a commercial for diapers! And then there was Cassidy who was an amazing swimmer and a very down to earth girl, but had gotten caught up in the popularity contest. So she was just an athletic asset.

All the talking ceased when Coach S walked in. She lay her clipboard down on the bench and sat down.

"All right Gators. This is it. The Eels came here ready to beat us ,but I don't want them to leave with that satisfaction. Now just remember your basics and you should be fine. I want you to give 120% of your effort out there. I want the girls who were swimming last week to swim today. I can't ask for more than that. But make sure they leave with their tails between their legs. Now grab your goggles and caps and let's get out there and kick some butt!" she said. She had managed to pump up the whole locker room in a matter of minutes; everyone was clapping or yelling.

The sound of bare feet slapping against the tile floor was also audible over the whooping. We grabbed our caps and goggles and headed towards the pool where our parents would be watching and the other swimmers would be preparing for the upcoming races.

I was one of the first girls to walk out. I could smell the chlorine present in the air. The pool glistened against the faulty lighting and the white walls seemed to almost glow. The score board with the lap number and times, was on the wall and almost mocking me the way it blinked waiting for someone to enter a time.

I was up first so I went to the side of the pool, filled my cap up with water and placed it on my head. The water crashed down over my lower body and dripped down my legs to the floor. The water droplets made crisscrossing patterns of wetness on me which felt like someone was tickling me. With the cap on, I stepped up on the small diving platform and pulled my blue goggles over my head. I adjusted them to their proper position and looked over at the other racers who were already ready.

The man in a black t-shirt stood at the other end of the pool with a small pistol. He raised it up and yelled," Ready, set..." and he fired the round.

At the exact instant the gunpowder was fired, I was off. I sliced cleanly through the water. It felt heavenly on my skin. It was warm, but still had a coolness to it. I resurfaced and started in on the stroke. I was the best on our team at breast stroke and I was hoping to break my previous record. Before I knew it, I was at the other end of the pool performing my somersault and pushing off the wall. The bubbles rose from the force in the water. I was racing towards the other side and was there in an instant. I popped my head out of the water to see the other racers still finishing. I had been first one to finish and I saw the 'O' shape on the faces of all the parents and the other coach. I chuckled at the sight and looked up at the scoreboard and it said my time was 34 seconds. My face brightened immensely. That was my best time ever and a new record!

I climbed out of the water and draped the towel over me. I couldn't stop smiling. The rest of the meet seemed to pass in a blur. All I could remember was us receiving the trophy and some guy taking our picture. I do remember however what had happened after that.

We were in the car and I was still smiling. I was looking out the window when we pulled onto the street that we always took. I saw kids walking on the sidewalk going to and fro. We had stopped at a red light and my brother, Sean, was talking on his cell phone rather obnoxiously.

"Yeah Sarah, I'd love to go on another DATE!" he said turning around from the front seat to emphasize the word date. He always made fun of me because I had never had a single date, but I wasn't looking for a relationship. Well it depended on who would ask me.

In a flash instant, I heard a gunshot pierce the chilled air. It was followed by the whooshing sound of all three heads in our car, including mine. The unusual thing was, we were the only people remotely close to the noise. Little did I know, that gunshot would change my life forever. We looked around ,baffled, to find the source or victim of the ear shattering sound.

We pulled over to the side of the road and hastily opened the doors. The sidewalks were vacant except for...I squinted to see a small figure on the ground. I didn't even have a moment to react. Somehow my motherly mode kicked in and I was sprinting towards the assumed victim of the shooting. My heart was beating rapidly and I couldn't decipher if it was from running or something I didn't want to even think. But I could also hear the even strides I took to reach him, slamming against the pavement. The sweat was dripping down the side of my face and some of it dripped into my mouth when I was panting out loud. It was salty but I still had to reach him. The buildings passed in a blur. Their brick outline was a mixed red, orange, and brown. The sun was shining, but I didn't feel it's warmth. This was an ironic situation. Here I was running towards a helpless boy I didn't know one thing about.

Btw, this is shorter than my usual chapters, but I'm trying something new!

5 reveiws for the next chapter!

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