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Aang awoke with a start. He checked his alarm just to be sure he still wasn't dreaming, and he smiled when he saw the date. Today was the day he would finally see his friends again. After two long months travelling with his adopted father Gyasto, he had returned. Not that Aang was complaining about the travels. He loved Gyasto and the travels the monk took him on. Seeing the ancient air temples atop the mountain ranges of the world was breathtaking, and seeing the many wonders of other temples was something Aang would always treasure, but today was also important to him. His friends were also Aang's family, albeit a very strange one.

There was his best friend Toph, who had been born blind but had not let that stop her from doing anything she set her mind to. Her other senses agreed, with many of them over-compensating past normal levels, to the point where she could sense a person within a 100 metre distance and correctly tell who that person was and whether or not she had met them before. She might not have been the first friend he had made, but she was his best friend.

Next was Katara, who was the sister he never had. She was unbelievably flexible and the best swimmer in the school system, a champion born not with natural skill like others, but with a determination to overcome any obstacle. She was loyal to her friends and defended her beliefs with a passion only overshadowed by his other friend Zuko.

Zuko was our friend with a hidden past, his scar a mystery to all others except for our small group. As a teenager, Zuko's father, a monster called Ozai, had gotten so furious with his family (for reasons unknown, but perhaps insanity does not need to be explained) that he decided attack his children and wife. Zuko had defended them while the police were on their way, but it was too late for Zuko. While protecting his family from his father, he had his face partially burned from a mixture of alcohol from a bottle shattered across his face and lighter to ensure the punishment was permanent. His family had survived and Ozai was thrown into a maximum security prison for life, with no hope of ever hurting his family again.

He missed his family, as he knew they missed him; Toph's strength, Katara's kindness and Zuko's determination. Aang quickly got dressed and ran downstairs to see Gyasto waiting for him, or rather meditating while trying to hide a smile at how happy Aang also was.

Opening his eyes, he asked Aang, "How was your sleep?"

Aang replied as he almost always did, "Full of dreams about the spirit world."

Gyasto smiled, for he knew that only those who had studied under an Air Nomad could ever dream about the spirit world, and only those of extreme purity and purpose did so almost daily like Aang.

"This child can change the world" Gyasto thought to himself.

When Aang finally arrived at school and entered the lunchroom, he knew one of his friends was there by the use of nickname, his only nickname.

"HEY TWINKLETOES!" Toph yelled across the hall.