Chapter 2
In third period, I had Cooking with Meng, my enemy. Meng likes Aang too, and we both compete for him. I'm older then her, and so is Aang.
Meng thinks she's going to win Aang over. I just hope I do, because I really have no idea if he likes me back, and if he doesn't, then I'd just have to deal with it.
Our cooking teacher, Mrs. Bean, assigned everybody to cook one thing that we've learned so far. Meng insisted that we do Chicken Noodle Soup. I disagreed. Any one can make Chicken Noodle Soup! I said that we should make something that will actually get us an A+, like Spaghetti. Meng whined and said that it will get her hands all icky and gooey. I gave up, and we made Chicken Noodle Soup.
The whole time we did it, I was thinking about Aang.
"Okay, Katara, now pass me the bowl of noodles." Meng told me.
"Okay Aang." I said, and then I snapped out of my day dream. "I mean, um, Okay... Meng!"
She glared at me. "Aang is mine, floozie!"
"He doesn't like you!" I told her.
"He doesn't like you!" She yelled.
I got extremely angry. I picked up the bowl of noodles, and dumped it onto her head.
Mrs. Bean gasped. "Katara! You get detention after school!"
My mouth fell open. "Yeah, well so does Meng, right?" I insisted.
Meng was pulling the noodles out of her hair. "Ugh! Katara you idiot!" She screamed.
I did feel like an idiot. I have detention, the very first detention of my life. What if my grades drop? This made me tremendously mad.
When cooking class ended, I went to Toph's locker. She would be there, and I had to talk to her.
I waited for her, and finally she arrived.
"What up, Katara?" She said, opening her locker and stuffing her math binder in.
I sighed. "I threw a bowl of noodles on Meng's head, and now I have detention."
She froze. She knew how mad I would get if I ever got detention. "Well, you know, I have had detention before and trust me, it's not that bad."
I raised up my eyebrows. "Yeah, no kidding? I've heard that people hang the teacher in there!"
Toph laughed, like I was joking. "Well, I've never seen people hang the teacher in there."
I folded my arms. "That's because you can't see, Toph."
"Yes I can! I'm just a tiny bit blind... I can't see some things as good as others." She said.
"What am I going to do, Toph? It's detention! I'd rather die then go to detention!" I screeched.
Toph sighed in defeat. "Well, don't worry it'll be..." She trailed off.
I unfolded my arms. "What, what is it?" I asked cautiously.
Toph pointed behind me and I turned around.
Aang was walking down the hallway towards me. It seemed like everything went to slow motion, it seemed like there was a spotlight on him. It seemed that my head was spinning.
But, no, he was already at my side, there was no spotlight, and my head was fine... for the moment.
"Um, hi Katara. I'm Aang, but you probably know that. I was just wondering if you would like to walk to English together, because, we have the same English class."
I blushed. "Oh, um, uh..." I turned around to Toph for support, but she was gone. I turned back to Aang and smiled.
"Um, yeah... I'd love to." I said slowly.
"Great," Aang said. "Let's go."
We were walking by each other, so close then ever before, his arm was almost touching mine.
I was still blushing.
I was staring at him when he looked at me, and for a moment, we stared into each others eyes. Everything froze. The clock stopped. It seemed like this moment lasted forever.
But then he looked away, and so did I. I couldn't see his face but I knew he was blushing.
"So, um," He tried. "Are you coming to that school camping trip thing?" He asked, looking at me again, but not into my eyes.
I answered, "Um, no, I mean, yes, well if you are then I am, I mean, wait, uuuh..." I stuttered. I smacked my face. I was being an idiot again.
Aang giggled. "No, it's okay, I think you look cute when you're stuttering. He said, staring at my lips. My eyes went wide.
I was about to say something but we had arrived to English already.
