Her alarm blared loudly, and she sat up, pressing it off quickly. Katara groaned, sitting up and brushing hair out of her face. Getting up out of bed, she left her phone beside her pillow and went into the on suite bathroom, stripping her clothes and climbing in the shower. Last night she'd gone to her brothers house for the small get together he was throwing. It was boring, but a certain man made her change her mind. He was nice, tall, had some muscle as well. He didn't seem like a drinker, and he was even studying to become a teacher. Katara was 27, already working full time in an office for 3 years. She knew what her life had in store for her, but he just seemed to be figuring it out. He was interesting, and she liked it.

Although it was only Saturday, she had errands to run and some work to catch up on. By work, she meant sitting down in front of the television to watch some of the shows she was recording. Usually, that was the extent of her weekend. This weekend would be the same as usual, it seemed. Once scrubbing herself clean she climbed out of the shower and dried off. Naked, she walked back into her room and slid into a pair of clothes that she could move easily in. She slid her phone into the pocket of her jeans and went back to her bathroom, dumping her pajamas and towel into the laundry basket. Katara lightly brushed on some cover up and mascara, before leaving the bathroom and going to her small kitchen. There, she fried an egg and burnt some toast. She sat at her 4 person max dining table and ate her breakfast slowly, checking her phone. Katara decided to be orderly and write a list of all the things she had to do today. In the middle of writing pick up clothes from dry cleaner, her phone vibrated, and screen lit up with a new text. Swiping the text quickly, Katara checked it. It was Jet, asking her what she was doing today.

hey! whats up today, kat? can i call you that? are you free? The text was poorly written, and she mentally checked the don't-give-your-number-out-to-cute-guys-who-know-your-brother list.

Hi. I'm sorry, today I'm not free. I have a handful of things I need to get done. She replied, pressing send quickly and going back to her list. Katara hoped he wouldn't reply. Wasn't he with Ty Lee anyway? He'd left with her last night. Again, her phone buzzed with a text. Groaning, Katara put down her phone without even checking it. She got up from her seat and put her plate in the dish washer, taking her sweet time before collecting her phone and going back to the bathroom. Instead of leaving her hair down, she decided to put it up in a bun. She brushed her teeth and left her home. Once she climbed into her Satomobile, Katara turned on the lock-screen of her phone to see the text. Instead of Jet, it was Aang.

Hello, is this Katara? It's Aang, from last night. We met during Sokka's little get together.

Katara was shocked, and could feel her face go hot. Of all times to ignore her phone, it was now. While she thought an immature man was texting her, it was the one she wanted to get to know better. Katara replied quickly.

Yes, this is Katara! Hi, Aang. How are you?

Stop being stupid, Katara. Put your phone down and drive to the grocery store. She thought to herself. Un-gluing her face from the screen of her phone, she started up her Satomobile and drove down to the market place.

After Katara got home from her errands, she put away all of her things and sat down on her sofa. It was well past one in the afternoon by now, she'd been out for around 3 hours. Katara turned on her television and selected the mover she wished to see. While the opening credits started up, she looked at her phone. There was 3 new messages. Two were from Jet and one from Aang.

She decided to check Jet's first.

so like, what about tongiht? will u be done with the stuff u need to do?

hey u there? is that a no?

She ignored the texts, nodding yes a muttering "it's a no from me," before going to Aang's next.

I'm fine, just a little bored today. Usually I've always got things to do, marking student's papers, finishing homework of my own, or working for the Beifong family. Today, I don't have any of that. How about you?

It was sent an hour ago, and she wanted to hit herself for not checking sooner. Katara quickly changed the settings on her phone so she would be verbally reminded that she had an incoming text received. She paused the mover, so she could focus on not making a fool of herself while texting Aang.

I've just got home from running my errands, sorry that I didn't reply before. I have nothing else to do today. How about we go do something? I could ask Sokka and Suki to come with us.

He replied almost immediately to her text, and she didn't need the verbal reminder. Katara was staring at her screen for what seemed like an agonizingly long time.

Yeah, okay. That sounds like fun. How about we go to dinner, without Sokka and Suki?

She couldn't breathe. Katara was practically jumping up and down in excitement from his text. She didn't care if she looked like a fool, nobody could even see her right now!

Okay, sounds great.

She replied, but not as quickly as she would have. Katara wanted to play hard to get, but she was failing miserably. He texted her the details, and what time they should meet. It was all reasonable, and she knew the restaurant he was suggesting was formal. She had to get ready. She flung herself up from the sofa, sliding clumsily across the hardwood floors under her socks. Wait, turn off the television she thought madly, running back to the living room and flicking it off. She went to her room next, finding her favorite dress. It was a bright blue dress, long, that went in at the waist to show off her figure. She let her hair out of the bun and styled it as nicely as she could. Katara put on some heavier make up and slid the dress on.

Grabbing a small clutch, she placed money, her cellphone and keys into it and went out to her Satomobile. Aang had given her his address to meet so he could drive them, which was much more convenient for her. Once she arrived at what seemed to be the right place she climbed out of her Satomobile and up the steps to his house. It was nice, but she expected him to perhaps live on campus to the university he was studying at. She tapped her knuckles to the door a few times, taking a step back. To her, this felt so new. The last time she'd had a sturdy relationship, or what she thought was one, he ended up just taking thousands of dollars (and her old mattress) when she broke up with him. He'd broken in two days after when she asked him to return her house key. Since then, she never saw him again. Money wasn't as huge of a problem to her as it was to other people, and she wasn't worried about him taking the thousands he did. It was just her savings to visit the North again. She hadn't seen her father or grandmother for awhile, and she was going to take some time off to see them, but couldn't when he'd taken the money she saved up.

Her last boyfriend was over a year ago, and she was ready to try again. Wait, why was she even thinking that far ahead? There's a small possibility that this could even end up as a relationship more than friends.

Oh well, why not just let it happen.