UPDATE: I'm combining chapters to make them seem longer lol. _

I had this story under the same name on (lol exactly) a long time ago. They liked it, so here. All the ages are the same as they were in the show. (So Toph and Aang are in middle school)

If you read this while it was on Nick, it's edited but the story only starts to change from how it was after a few chapters. Also this story might actually have an ending lol. And maybe Zuko will be in character. Probably not. And if the last names/school names/settings are the same as anyone elses' fanfictions, it's unintentional and I'm sorry.

NOW ONTO THE COMPLETELY ORIGINAL SETTING AND STORYLINE WOOO~~


As Katara entered the main gates of her private school, OmaShu Academy, she searched the bleachers for her best friends, Suki and Yue. It was the first day, and as always, they had the stupid "Welcome!" sign hanging above the gates and Mr. Roku, the principal, standing in front of the bleachers directing everyone to sit for the 'first day of school yay woo-hoo' assembly. A flash of white appeared in the corner of Katara's vision, and she saw Yue waving her over from her seat in the bleachers.

Sitting down, Katara asked, "Where's Suki?"

"With your brother," Yue replied, pointing to where the pair stood, Sokka obviously trying to flirt and Suki obviously trying to leave without being rude. Katara made an 'ugh' noise and changed the subject.

"Any interesting new kids this year?"

"Over there," Yue pointed again to a group consisting of Ty Lee, a popular cheerleader and gymnastics freak, Mai, some goth girl who somehow became friends with Ty Lee, and a girl and a boy she didn't recognize. The chick looked totally scary, like she was about to step on kittens and eat babies, but at the same time eerily calm, as if she was trying to lure children into her white van with promises of puppies and candy. The boy was a total emo kid, complete with the black hoodie and skinny jeans, but seemed as though he didn't know it. His black hair hung in his face, partly covering some giant red mark over his left eye, and he just stood there awkwardly next to the trio like he felt like he was interrupting something. Mai was eyeing him like a piece of meat; Katara decided that they would be going out within the week.

A bell sounded and everyone scrambled to get a seat next to their friends. Katara heard a "no room for you, Zuzu" off in the distance and saw Emo Boy scowling at the three girls; the scary girl had blocked the remaining seat with her purse so he would have to find somewhere else to sit. A long chain of swear words spewed from Emo Boy's mouth as he stomped away. Thankfully, Suki and Yue had both taken their seats on either side of Katara so she didn't have to worry about this Negative Ned claiming a spot beside her and infecting her friends with his gloominess.

Mr. Roku started to speak, and before long (really 'after long', the assembly lasted 2 long hours), Katara was seated in her first period class, which happened to be chemistry. Oh joy. Even better news, Emo Boy had decided to take a seat next to her. (Well actually she sat next to him, but she had no other choices because she was late…But let's worry about technicalities later..) But whatever, Katara wasn't one to judge people by the clothes they wear or what they look like. He's probably a nice guy. And so after having this thought, Katara greeted him with nothing less than a 'I just went to Disney World' (and who doesn't love Disney World) grin.

"Hey, what's your name?" Katara's voice was chipper. Emo Boy turned and stared at her for a minute, like he didn't know if she was talking to him or not. "Well, do you have a name?"

"Zuko," he said bluntly, then turned back to his notebook, scribbling aimlessly.

"My name's Katara," she said. He didn't look at her again. She continued, "So I saw you standing with those girls Mai and Ty Lee this morning, but who was that scary girl?" Katara laughed a little, maybe humor would make it less awkward.

"That was my sister." Zuko mumbled, not really sounding angry, but not too happy either.

"Oh," was all Katara could think to say. So much for not being awkward. "Uh…what's her name?"

"Azula." Zuko said.

"Does your mother know 'Azula' means 'blue girl' in Spanish?" Now Katara was just spouting random facts to fill the silence.

"I don't know."

"You should ask her." The blue eyed girl pressed.

"She's dead." Katara almost laughed at that. Not that his mother was dead; she knew what that was like; but the way he just said it. So monotonous, so blunt. Like something that would happen in a sitcom between two teenagers who were just not made to talk to one another. But it was time to be serious. She had to sit next to this kid for the rest of the year.

"Um….I'm sorry...I lost my mother too. A long time ago," she admitted.

"Awesome." Zuko said.

"I..you-wait WHAT?" But Emo Boy put his headphones on and pulled his hood over his face and appeared to sleep for the rest of class. It was going to be a long year.


The next morning, Katara began to get dressed in her school uniform, which consisted of an ugly loose-fitting powder blue polo shirt with the school emblem embroidered on the breast pocket, tucked into a drab gray pleated skirt that almost reached her knees, which were partially covered by plain white knee socks. She decided to throw on the (still ugly) navy blue cardigan that came with her uniform to cover up the hideousness. Thankfully the school didn't care what shoes the students wore, as long as they weren't enormously tall and dangerous high heels.

Yesterday was a nice day, as far as a day at school can go, apart from Emo Boy in her chemistry class. And sitting at lunch across the cafeteria. Staring at her. Who cares if she was staring at him first, he wasn't supposed to look back! And what was he even doing in chemistry? A junior should be in a more advanced science class than a sophomore! Katara glared into the mirror as she started to braid her curly hair, then deciding it was too much work to try to sift through the tangled mess and left her hair to hang, only bothering to accessorize with her mother's necklace. She quickly glanced in the mirror- not that she was looking to impress anyone- before heading downstairs to breakfast.

Sitting at her seat in her first hour, she waited for the bell to ring while contemplating her place in the universe. It was then that Katara decided she would be friends with this Zuko, whether he liked it or not. She would have to sit with him every single day in this class, and it would be nice if they could at least have nice conversations, especially when the seat arrangement was also "THIS WILL BE YOUR CHEMISTRY PARTNER FOREVER, NO EXCEPTIONS!"

"Hello," the brunette greeted cheerfully as Emo Boy plopped in his seat. He had tried to keep his 'swagga' even within the confines of the uniform, the blue polo shirt untucked, his hair all askew, his gray pants wrinkled. Zuko simply looked at her as he sat down. "How was your first day of school?"

"Fine," Emo Boy replied robotically.

"Did you make any new friends?"

"No."

"Did you join any clubs?" Katara was persistent. And he had no hood to pull over his face this time, ha!

"No."

"Well, what do you do for fun?"

"Nothing."

"That can't be true," she squinted at him with her blue eyes. "Everyone does something-"

"Katara, what's so important that you need to be talking during my class?" Mr. Pakku reprimanded. Katara evidently hadn't heard the bell ring.

"Oh! I'm so sorry Mr. Pakku, I must have been distracted." Mr. Pakku nodded and turned back to the chalkboard.

Zuko was still looking at her. She stuck her tongue out at him. He gave her the finger. She gave it right back. That wasn't to say she wasn't still going to be friends with him, of course she was. She was Katara. She was friends with everybody.

Eventually lunch time rolled around, and the blue eyed girl made her way through the cafeteria they shared with the middle school. Lunch tray in hand, Katara had almost reached the table she and her friends usually sat at, when something caught her eye. Zuko was sitting at a table, alone, black hoodie back on, doing homework. She waved slightly to her friends, and walked toward Emo Boy.

"That hoodie is going to get confiscated if they see you with it." Katara informed, sitting across from the sullen boy.

"What are you, the fashion police?" Zuko grumbled, looking up at the intruder.

"Actually, I wanted to ask if you'd like to sit with me and my friends at our table," she smiled as she spoke. Zuko just narrowed his eyes.

"I'm not that stupid," he spat.

"What do you mean?"

"I've been a new kid before, I know when someone's making fun of me and pretending to invite me to things, or pretending to ask me out, or pretending to be my friend," Zuko said bitterly, slamming his textbook shut and getting up. Katara started to rise too.

"Zuko, I wouldn't do that, I just want-" she began to protest.

"Sorry it didn't work." He started to stalk out of the cafeteria, walking too fast for Katara to catch up. Instead, she stomped her foot on the ground.

"ZUKO, WE ARE GOING TO BE BEST FRIENDS, YOU HEAR ME? BY THE END OF THIS WEEK WE WILL BE THE BEST OF FRICKIN' FRIENDS WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT DAMMIT!" Katara shrieked after him, still stamping her foot like an angry bull.

The cafeteria was dead quiet for the first time in at least a century.


Idk why fanfic writers always make school uniforms cute. The only time I've seen cute school uniforms are in anime. And most fan fictions are based somewhere in the US and almost every uniform-wearing school in the US is ugly. Also I decided against "o Zuko wears red bcuz he's from the fire nation n Katara wears bl00 bcuz she's wutter tribe n Toph wears gr33n bcuz erth kingdom ppl wear gr33n."