TY LEE
The ballroom was decorated with vibrant embems of the four nations. Proud flashes of green, red, blue, and yellow were everywhere. It was truly a sight to behold. But what truly amazed her were the costumes. Kings mingled with spirits whom chatted with warriors. Zuko had a very clever idea making this a masqerade. There was no way of telling who was from what nation. She couldn't help but be amazed. As she looked around to take in the sights when she saw something that made her heart stop in her chest. She recognised that mustache anywhere. It was the boy from the coronation. And he was walking right toward her.
"Uh...hey," he said. He sounded pretty nervous. His hat covered his eyes, making him seem dark and mysterious. "Hi," she answered. Damnit! Why was her voice so shaky? She sounded like a mouse.
"My name's Haru," he said with a smile, "Have I seen you before?" She felt her cheeks get hot.
"I don't think so," she replied while trying to sound calm and collected, "I'm Ty Lee."
HARU
He couldn't help but be nervous when he talked to Ty Lee. She was so happy and genuine. Why couldn't all people be like that? After about five minutes he learned that her favorite color was pink, her favorite season was fall, she had six sisters, and she used to be in a circus. Of course he told her a bit about himself. She knew about how he grew up in a small mining village, how his dad was arrested for eartbendng,how he was part of the invasion force on the day of Black Sun. Her grey eyes would always widen at one of his more exciting stories. That's what pulled him in. Those big, grey eyes. "That is so sad," she said as he told her about how he had to leave his dad behind at the invasion.
"Yeah," he said, "It was really hard to leave him..." He felt his cheeks get warm as she put a slender, fair skinned hand on his shoulder.
"I know it doesn't make it easier but...You were smart to get out of there," She said as he saw her face become serious for the first time. It was so different from her cheerful smile she usually had.
"Thank you," he said. He felt his heart skip a beat as she gave a small, reassuring smile. Before he knew it, the band decided to slow down the music. Should he make his move?
"Uhm...I..." He stammered, and quickly cleared his throat in an attempt to start over, "Would you lke to dance?"
