I almost forgot!
Any pairing requests? I've already got some set in stone but i'd like to hear from you. And don't forget: a compelling argument may change my mind
This chapter is kinda slow…just putting people with their Cliques, the true drama, heartbreak and romance happens next chapter so bear with me my readers.
I'm walking along the halls praying I'm not stuck behind the Populars.
Just my luck.
They manage to take up the whole hallway, walking at a ridiculously slow pace. If you try to get past by shoving your way through it normally results in an elbow in the chest for girls and a kick in the shin for boys, though the latter is accepted if you are flat chested.
I notice the side door open. I run through running past Professor Pakku yelling over my shoulder "Sorry!"
After the Free Running course I find myself back in the hallway right in front of the Populars.
I grin wickedly and run up to the Caf grabbing the center table.
Score 1 for the Artists.
Jin and Kira join me followed by a confused looking Aang.
He sits down beside me looking thoroughly exhausted.
"So how was the first morning?"
Jin speaks first. "Azula was all over him in Math, I had to literally pull him out of her clutches, or as she called it a "friendly hug.""
I nod slowly turning to Kira. "And Science?"
"Sokka kept eyeing him but in the end no one came near."
"Good."
Aang was looking at us as if we were insane. "What's the deal? Everyone's so anxious about this...why am I so important?"
"You my friend are what we call an Indie."
"Ya I know...there were lots of us at my old school."
"Lucky you, the last Indie we had moved about 5 years ago."
"So?"
"Soooooooooooooooooo." Jin draws it out dramatically.
"You're the only one we've seen for years. You've been gone and most of us had given up hope."
Aang looks dumbstruck, "Me?"
"Ya you Twinkle Toes." Toph has joined us followed closely by my brother and June.
"What do you want Toph?" Jin remains calm.
"Just checking out the fresh meat, seeing if he's ready to take on Punk." Sokka joins Toph placing a hand around her waist. I can see Toph's blind eyes widen as she punches Sokka in the gut, "Nice try Snoozles." She high fives June.
"Not quite yet Toph, he still needs to master Artist first and," I hold up a finger. "You're not getting him that easily remember today after school."
She nods before walking away.
Kira immediate turns to me. "After school? Don't tell me our fearless leader is changing sides?"
"Not a chance, but I'm curious." I gaze at my friend, "how do you know Toph?"
"Toph?"
"Kira." I scold.
"Wait...Master? Master what?" Aang interrupts.
Jin quickly jumps in, "you need to Master each of the cliques, Artist, Emo, Punk and well...popular."
"Can you master Popular?"
"If Ty Lee can do you it, you can too."
"Ty Lee?"
We all whack ourselves in the forehead, "That's' right, you don't know anybody," I pause to think, "IN fact we were never introduced. I'm Katara Kirima, that is Jin Sing Se and finally Kira Jeong." We each nod in welcome.
"Oh...I'm Aang Guyago"
"Ok now the rest of the school."
"Toph Beifong, Sokka Kirima and June Shirshu, Punks"
"He's your brother?"
"Yes he is MOVING ON."
"Song Asai, Meng Wu and Teo Sakino The Musically Talented or for short MT."
"Miya, Smellerbee and Longshot, Drama Crew."
"Haru Enthan, Ti Kymono, Geeks"
"Yue Moniko, Suki Kyoshi, Jocks"
"Jet Feng, Zuko Sozin, ShuFeng Shen, Emo"
"And Finally ourselves and the Populars, Azula Sozin, Mai Omashu, Ty Lee, Hahn Bato."
Aang just stared. "You want me to remember all this?"
"Oh and Lily Long she's an Outcast, a Clique of her very own."
Kira nods violently.
"Ok, just calm down its not that hard. Jin, what are you doing in art today?"
"Ummm nothing?"
"Good I want you to draw a quick sketch of everyone in the school with names and cliques. Can you do it?"
"I guess..." She grabbed her pencil and begins writing everyone's names down.
I groan remembering the promise I made to Zuko, "Umm Jin?"
"What?"
"What are you doing tonight?"
"Nothing." She sees my face, "why?"
"Umm willing for a date?"
She looks thoughtful, "with who?"
I point to Emo Prince.
I swear I lost some brain cells from the glare she gave to me.