Azula stared blankly in front of her. It was her last week of classes and she was still forced to take dreaded notes. Granted she had reached possibility of exemption in most of her classes, this school limited how many finals she could actually miss. She chewed the end of her Bic pen in anticipation. Only seven minutes left and she could leave. She snapped herself out of her daze enough to stop clicking her Gucci heel with the ground.

"Azula!" Ty Lee whispered from behind her. Of course she had taken the front seat. Azula found it hard to concentrate when she was behind the other idiots that took up her class. She felt her thin eyebrow twitch, what could she possibly have to tell that couldn't wait six minutes? "Azula." Ty Lee began impatiently tapping the girl's shoulder.

"Shut up Ty Lee…I'm not getting a detention the last five minutes of class." She whispered the groan as she rolled her eyes. She knew the perky girl was frowning without looking, it wasn't hard to miss.

"And that will be all for today's lesson, I'll let you pack up the last few minutes of class. Remember to study for your final." The chemistry teacher, Mr. Moore, a former employee of Azula's father, dismissed the class. She let out a sigh of relief and began neatly putting her notes and such in their proper order of her book bag.

"Azula, it's really important." Ty Lee had a hint of anxiousness in her voice, it almost bothered Azula, but then again, this was Ty Lee. The naïve girl could make any small situation seem like a disaster.

"Well, then why didn't you mention it at lunch?" Azula eyed her as she turned around in her seat. Ty Lee bit her glossed lip nervously.

"Because I didn't want anyone to hear, I don't want anyone to know yet." She confessed and Azula couldn't help but roll her amber eyes. The bell rang and she slowly rose from her seat, she wasn't about to go for the mosh-pit by the door when she could get out with ease in a matter of ten seconds.

"So then what, would you like me to come by your house?" Azula asked as they walked out of the room together.

"No…no, no, no."

"Alright…tell me now." She put on her large, designer sunglasses as the two made their way outside, going straight for the black Camry.

"Well…I kind of wanted Mai to be here."

"Ty Lee…" Azula sneered, feeling her patience wear thin.

"Ok…I'm moving." She looked down to her pink toes that were revealed by her flip-flops. "Nobody knows…I just found out the other day and…it seems like my mom and dad have already decided where they want to go and everything. They purchased the house without telling me or my sisters and…" She stopped when she felt Azula's bony finger press against her lips.

"I thought your mother or father didn't really care much about you?"

"I can't stay behind by myself…I'm only sixteen, it's against the law and…" The young girl started to ramble again.

"Ty Lee." Azula said in a firm voice and her friend obeyed. "Look, I'm sure there's more too it, plus the way home-purchases are plummeting, things most likely wont work out. It's too sudden."

"They've been working on it for a year." Ty Lee added and Azula stared blankly at her. Whether she chose to show it or not, it bothered her that one of her only closest friends would be leaving, and she couldn't control this situation. Ty Lee's family barely even knew her. She knew Ty Lee better than her mother. Hell, Zuko knew more about Ty Lee than her own family.

"…I'll think of something." Azula said hesitantly.

"Well…we have two weeks…and I mean we'll always be able to stay in touch…"

"How far are you going, Ty Lee?" Azula hadn't even realized she didn't ask this yet.

"South….way south…." She whispered and Azula felt her frustration with the situation grow.

"Alright, well don't get worked up over it. Now get in the car." And like that, it was dropped. Ty Lee submissively got in the passenger seat of her car and Azula drove her home. Seeing her worked up would only make it harder to plan something. Perhaps she would talk to Mai later.


"So then leave it to Jet to ruin my day…" Zuko rambled on at the dinner table.

"Zuko, since you've graduated you've accomplished nothing. You simply sit around with your childish video games or go have girl drama with your guy friends…have you even considered college?" Ozai questioned and Zuko blinked over.

"Well…"

"Forget it; I don't want my day spoiled…how was your day, Azula?" He glanced to the other side of the table and she shrugged, pushing her food around with her fork. "Playing with your food isn't going to do you any good."

"Just a long day…I have a lot to study for." She explained and he nodded.

"See Zuko, study." Ozai smugly ate and Zuko rolled his eyes. "What I'd like you to do if you ever get around to it, considering you aren't studying, is clear out that spare room."

"What spare room?" Zuko asked as he ate.

"The one across the hall from Azula's…there's too much clutter and I was considering turning it into…a room of some use." Ozai waved his hand.

"Spare room?" Azula sat upright and looked over. "Like…a room good enough for a bedroom?"

"Yes…I suppose." Ozai stared at her quizzically.

"Father, I'd like for Ty Lee to move in…please." Azula admitted and Zuko gagged on his food.

"Who?" Ozai asked as he ate calmly.

"Azula's annoying happy friend." Zuko explained.

"Ah…her, why?"

"Because she's being forced to move…it's going to be her last year of high school next year, and I'd make sure she followed the rules and kept to herself."

"What about her parents?"

"You're seriously considering this?" Zuko stared.

"They don't really care…I'm sure once you explain we have room and good intentions they'd allow you custody."

"No, dad."

"Shut up, Zuzu."

"Alright…I suppose I could meet with her parents and discuss the matter." Ozai replied casually and pulled out his Blackberry, quick to check his appointments and distract himself from Zuko's complaints.

Azula smirked, she had this covered.


A sketchy idea I had, I'm getting my update in the last 42 minutes of my birthday :3

This will not become a TyZula story, as far as they go here it's strictly friendship, I hope to get some pairings mixed around as well.

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