Even though I could barely even waterbend, my potential earthbending skills kicked in and my seismic sense picked up the fact that there was a girl behind me. I turned around.

"You must be the new girl. The Humanbender," she stated the obvious. I knew I didn't really belong here. Sure I had brown hair like most Water Tribe members, but it was wavy and lighter than theirs. My skin was lighter too. My eyes weren't even blue. They were boring old brown. I just didn't have the heart to tell her I didn't need the reminder.

I just nodded.

"I'm Katara. What's your name?"

"Salilah," I managed to get out with decency.

"That's a really pretty name."

"Thanks."

"I have to help my Gran-Gran with chores after I show you to your tent. But I'll see you later after that. Ok?"

I nodded again as we reached my tent. It was small and quaint. And it didn't remind me of the Northern Water Tribe at all. I think I'm gonna like it here.

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"Salilah!" Katara called to me when I walked out of my tent a short while later. I guess she got done with her chores.

I waved to her and she walked over to me. She showed me around and talked about everything that the super small village had endured.

A young male voice called after Katara and me.

"Gran-Gran said we had to go catch some fish for this week's meals," he told us when we got there, fishing gear already ready in his hands.

He saw my face of disgust and laughed. I hated fish. It's all we ever ate at the north. I definitely didn't want it here.

"It gets tasteless," he shrugged.

"Sokka," Katara said (well now I know his name), "This is the Humanbender Salilah." When did I ever say that I couldn't introduce myself?

We shook.

We walked to their canoe and headed out. The time I was in there I figured out that they were siblings, as well as their ages. Sokka was 15 like me and Katara was 14.

Sokka tried to get many fish but failed. Katara and I both tried to bend some out, but Sokka poked Katara's water bubble with the end of his spear. The water burst and he became soaked head to toe.

"How come every time you play with magic water I get soaked?" Sokka asked, a little flustered.

"It's not magic Sokka," Katara explained, "It's waterbending."

"You can waterbend?" I asked, suddenly hopeful since I hadn't learned any waterbending my whole time in the north.

"I'm the only waterbender in the South Pole."

"And she's still obviously learning," Sokka added, trying to dry himself before it froze with the cold air.

While I was practicing my own waterbending, Katara and Sokka got into a big disagreement. Katara got so mad that she accidentally crushed our canoe and managed to crumble an iceberg. And she did it all with waterbending. At least we made it to a floating chunk of ice to serve as our safety until we figured something else out. We also got rid of the one or two fish we managed to catch. Yay!

"Did I do that?" Katara asked with wide eyes.

Sokka and I both nodded.

We heard the glowing iceberg coming up through the water. Then we saw it. You could make out two figures. One giant one and one smaller one.

"There's a boy in there!" Katara stated the obvious again as she jumped from one small floating ice chunk to another.

"Katara! Wait! It might be dangerous!" Sokka and I yelled after her. We looked at each other and started after her.

Katara took Sokka's machete from his hands and started beating on the outside until it cracked.

It opened up and air exploded out of the iceberg. The boy in the iceberg fell out. Katara caught him just before he hit the ground.

As he slowly opened his eyes, he started to ask Katara a question in a raspy voice, "I need to ask you something. Please come closer." Katara obeyed and the boy instantly brightened as he asked: "Will you go penguin sledding with me?"

"Sure…?" she said confused.

He stood up and walked around the iceberg to a huge furry and fluffy monster.

He tried for what seemed like forever to get it to move.

"What's your name?" I finally asked him.

"I'm ah-ah-ah-ahchoo!" he flew up high in the sky as he sneezed. He instantly came back down again and told us, "I'm Aang." Then he wiped his nose. Real sexy.

"You're an airbender!" Katara exclaimed with recognition. (Again with the obvious thing…)

He tried again to get the furry thing to move. When he finally did, he introduced us. "This is Appa, my flying bison."

"Right," Sokka said, "And this is Katara, my flying sister."

I stifled back a laugh.

Finally, because we had no other way to get home, Aang took us back to the village on Appa.

Aang decided to stay for a while. Hey, any distractions to help me get comfortable here will help. I'm just glad I have three potential new friends. This is going great.