Thank you all who read and reviewed my first chater! I've been gone for a couple of days. But here is the next chapter and I hope you really like it

Disclaimer!!! I could never own the Avatar, mainly because I am a deprived and useless person. (jk) but seriously...

Chapter 2: A. P. Calculous

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Sokka looking at me strangely. I looked at him to give him a frown. (At least I thought I did.) But my gaze was still attached to the guy or guys at the doorway.

They were a bunch of punks, outcasts. They kind of looked like the crowd Sokka usually hung out with. Only Sokka was more of a skater boy. While I was a goody-two-shoes nerd.

There was one guy in particular that I stared at. (More like drooled over) ...Anyways, he was tall, really tall. About Sokka's height. (Sokka was perhaps about six foot.) I was short compared to the other's in my family. (Only petite.) ...yeah...so this guy was super good looking.

Yet something about him held a dangerous edge.

It intrigued me.

He had shaggy black hair that fell over his eyes. Particularly over his left eye. Perhaps he was hiding that scar. (What? wait...he has a scar?) ...My inner voice was getting to me. He was wearing thick soled bvlack boots and dark frayed jeans with one of those belts that had black and silver spikes on them. He wore a black sweat shirt that fit him tightly.

Then he looked into my eyes. Golden fire stared back into my eyes the color of the oasis.

Fire Nation.

Sokka grabbed my arm and we passed around them. I slightly brushed my arm against his as I walked on by. Once again looking into his face. He was expressionless. But in his eyes, I felt a warning creep up my spine. I blushed brightly, keeping my head down to the floor the rest of the way to the office.

I looked at my clothes then, a suit...as always. As the president's daughter, I often looked like one of his campaign members.

I wore a suit everyday to school. So what if I wanted to look professional? I have always done this. If you were to ask me what I wore on casual occasions, I'd say jeans and a button up shirt.

Sokka on the other hand wore a beanie, skinny leggen jeans that went below his bottom, and some bright t-shirt.

With Vans shoes of course. I wore flats. They were comfortable and classy.

Sokka turned and I followed. Soon enough, we were in the office. An administrator looked up at us, wearing a smile that never quite reached her cold eyes.

"How can I help you two?"

She obviously disaproved of Sokka, when she looked at me though, I guess she thought that because of the way I dressed I would be able to handle this. When I opened my mouth to speak Sokka spoke in his usual bored voice whenever he talkted to an admisitrator or teacher.

"We're new. My name is Sokka Waders and this is my sister, Katara Waders."

Looking at the woman aqt the desk, her mouth dropped open, revealing her teeth and gums, gaping at us.

Our dad was an influential leader in society. He often came to the Earth Kingdom to make business negotiations and attend parties.

"Oh...Umm, yes, Sokka Waders and Katara Waders. I have your scheduals right here." She turned her head back to the computer screen and printed out two different sheets of paper, then handed one to each of us.

The look on Sokka's face turned from boredom to a smirk.

Our dad had decided a private school would cause us preasure. So he sent us here. To Ba Sing Sei high school. The most public school in the universe!

We walked out of the office, looking for our lockers.

The school was three levels. The first level was for freshman and P.E., lunch, and the offices, also the library. The second level held seniors and of course me being a sophmore, I had to share the third floor with the juniors. My brother was a junior, so at least we'd be on the same level if not in the same classes.

"What do you have on 'A' days?" Sokka asked me randomly.

He was always looking out for me, making sure I was okay.

We were currently looking for our lockers on the third floor. It wasn't easy, considering all of the random stairwells and confusing hallways.

"Umm," I looked down at the paper I clutched in my hands.

'A' days, hmm...(This school is weird.) ...tell me about it...

"A.P. Calculous, Biology Honors, English and tutoring." It wasn't a bad schedual really. I didn't mind tutoring people, I found it enjoyable.

Sokka looked ready to punch something. "Tutoring?! But...Why? I thought you were the one with the brains in our family!" I raised an eyebrow.

Sokka really needed to get a clue.

"I'm tutoring, Sokka. I'm not getting tutored."

A wave of relief crossed his dark features. "Oh, good."

I sighed.

Finally, through the swarm of peoplem, I found my locker. Sokka with me a moment longer before he said goodbye, also needing to find his locker. A guy passed me, his musky, spicy cologne wafting up my nose. My eyes widened.

I looked over my shoulder to see who it was. It was him, the guy from the Fire Nation. I desperately wanted to turn around, pretend I never saw him.

(or smelled him) ...Stupid other self... (I heard that) ...Duh...

Anyways, he pounded on his locker. Which happened to be right next to mine! And then, it opened.

No combination or anything...hmm, weird...After a few tries, I managed to get my locker open. I just wanted a look inside. I didn't have any textbooks yet so I closed the metal frame and headed off to room 303, my A.P. Calculous class.

I was extremely good at math, like before I said I love to solve problems. Math just came easy to me.

The tardy bell rang, but before it ended I got through the door. Everyone turned to stare at me. I guess they thought what everyone else in the North Pole thought.

That I looked like a teacher.

Full of hope, I turned to the teacher. Her eyes carefully assesed me, sparkling with realization as she figured out who I was. The teacher, I looked at my paper, Mrs. Chang, stood up and walked around her oak desk to introduce me.

Just then, the door opened wide and in walked that boy from before.

"I'm glad you could make it, Zuko." Her stern voice obviously didn't phase him.

This 'Zuko', (Nice name)...Oh shut up! Anyways, Zuko sat in the third row, next to the only empty seat left. I had to gulp down a lump in my throat.

"Class," the teacher began, "This is our new student, Katara Waders."

Still everyone stared, as if I sprouted wings and horns.

Everyone except Zuko.

"You can take a seat beside Zuko. Zuko, raise your hand please! Now, I expect that if Katara is having problems, just help her out, ok?" Slowly, Zuko's hand raised.

I didn't need him too, I already knew his name and he sat beside the only empty desk in the classroom.

Mrs. Chang started with the lesson. Getting out paper, I scribbled down all the notes, examples and finished every problemshe put on the white board within thirty minuets.

But the boy next to me wrote nothing.

Actually, he just stared.

At me.

After a while it just got annoying. I was finished anyways so I looked right back at him. He smirked.

Nobody smirked at me...besides Sokka...maybe Pakku. But most of the time I was just invisible.

And it was just easier to handle that. When boys paid attention to me, it was to make a smart alek remark about how I was different from all the other girls, who liked to gossip, flirt and sing in the choir. I was tough, that's all.

Since I was nine I'd been taking up Karate. It kept me balanced and I loved moving. Being active kept my mind off of many things, like family, or my loss of friendships.

I also had a dance class, jazz. It was my favorite.

I looked away from Zuko, waiting not-so-patiently for his smart aleck remark. None came. I looked back at him. A thoughtful expression on his good looking face.

It was intense. It made me want to blush for the second time today.

Then...he spoke, his voice soft and raspy, "Do you always dress to impress?"

He was mocking me!

(So rude) ...I know...

I sent him a heated glare.

This was going to be a long year.

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