Toph is 15 in this story... yeah, no logic behind it XD

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It was early morning, the sun was just barely in the sky. Toph stood in the middle of her sleeping friends; belongings on her back. Sokka, Aang, and Katara all slept peacefully on the grass ground in their sleeping bags. The trees swayed in the wind as Toph stood there silently; her black hair blowing in front of her eyes.

The blind girl said her silent goodbyes to each of her friends. "I love each of you... and I'll think of you, always." Then earthbended the ground as transportation and was on her way.

She moved her legs in rhythm, as though she was walking. With each step, a memory would pass before her eyes. The first memory was of her and Aang first fighting when she was the Blind Bandit. The day he got the name "Twinkle Toes".

The next memory was of her and Aang's first Earthbending Lesson. How badly the Avatar sucked at earthbending. It was hard to believe he even earthbended in previous lives! A smile crept across her face as she thought about her friends.

But the smile quickly left her lips when she remembered her last encounter with her parents. What would they do this time? Chew her out for leaving? Lock her in chains? With those thoughts, she stopped the earth she was riding on and stared at the ground. "What if they treat me like a baby again?"

Toph slowly walked across the land. She wasn't in a hurry anymore... The bag that lay behind her swung back and forth as she moved. "Well, I'll be there by tonight..." she sighed. "What is so important that I have to be home?" Toph paused. "What if something has happened to them?" The ground made a lump and she began to run with the earth once more; but faster. She zipped through the fields.

The moon was rising and the sun was setting. Toph stood in the middle of her old yard. "Well... here I go..." she slowly walked up to the front doors and held her breath as her fist rose and began to knock on the heavy wood.

The door slowly opened and the servant stepped to the side and bowed. "Pleased to see you again Miss. We've been expecting you."

Toph nodded her head and delicately walked inside and stood at the doorway. The servant seemed to be an old man, his limbs were always shaking. They possibly just kept him because he knew how to do the job. "Right this way ma'am." He led her down the corridor. She had no choice but to follow.

The elderly man pointed out everything to her, each door they passed, he said something. "Right there is your bedroom." Toph 'saw' into her room and noticed nothing had changed. "And right over there is the music room." She shuddered. Playing an instrument was pure torture.

They both stopped at two large golden doors at the end of the hall. The servant bowed down at Toph. "This is where I leave you. Your parents should be inside." He rose and slowly opened the door. "Presenting Lady Toph."

The blind girl felt around. There was a chair placed in the middle of the room facing the two figures. Her mother and father sat in the front on high and grand chairs. They both stared at her, were they happy or angry? The old man turned to leave and whispered to Toph, "It's wonderful to see you again miss. Please, if you need anything, just call for me. Remember my name: Fumi" Then he walked off leaving the family alone.

The couple's eyes burned on Toph's skin as she slowly walked to the lonsome chair in the middle of the room. She sat down and stared at the ground. "Hello Mother and Father." she said hopelessly.

"Toph." her mother smiled. "We've missed you."

"Wish I could say the same..." Toph muttered.

Her father's face was cold as stone. "There's something we have to tell you..." Here it goes. "When you were first born, we promised you to a young man." So much for the usual 'We've missed you!' "That man belongs to the Xie Xu family. You possibly remember them from the grand balls you used to attend." He stood up and stared down at his daughter. "You're nearing the age of Sixteen." In about nine months. "And it's time you learned what it means to be a wife."

Toph stood up and began to protest. "Why am I forced to get married? Why am I not allowed to choose a husband for myself?"

"Because. We owe their family..." Her mother said sorrowfully.

"Owe them what? Your only daughter?"

"We owe them everything."

"Why?!" Toph pushed her foot into the ground. "I'm not going to marry some loser I don't even know!"

"You know him." Her father said simply. "You just won't remember him."

"I'm still not going to get married to this fool."

"You have no choice, Toph." her mother said with frustration.

"I can runaway again, I don't have to stay here--"

"You can't runaway. We've got guards everywhere. This promise is going to be filled." The father grabbed her arm and began to drag her to the doors. "You're going to your room and going to think about this."

Her father continued to drag Toph down the glorious hall and into her old room. The door swung open. The room was magnificent, for a little girl. The walls were pink and the floor matched. Her bed was large and pink with wooden poles coming from all four angles. There was a little table in the far right corner of the room with a tea set resting on top. And all around the room there were stuffed animals. Behind the table laid a single window which was sealed to keep her inside.

The man threw Toph onto her bed and let go of her arm. "Now think about this wedding. You're going to go through with it no matter what." Then her turned and left the room.

Toph sat on her bed, almost to tears. "How can I marry a stranger? I won't do it... I won't! I'll escape if I have to..." She dragged her feet to the window and looked around. They were right, there were tons of guards. About sixty of them. If she were going to escape, it was going to be beyond hard.

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-is bad at detail-