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Aleta frowned. "I'm sorry, but our group only accept waterbenders."

Katara cocked her head. "I am a water bender," she replied.

She watched her favorite laugh. "You're kidding. I'm sorry hun, but I'm the last waterbender from the Southern Tribe."

Katara gasped. She was from the Southern Water Tribe, too! No wonder she felt a connection to her…

"No please, if you just give me a chance…" She heard herself say.

Aleta shook her head stubbornly. "I think you're mistaken. The fire nation took all the waterbenders. You can't possibly be one."

"But I-"

"I think you should leave now," she interrupted.

Katara's eyes started to water. This was her only chance, and it was slipping through her fingers. She was about to turn away, when she heard a man's voice.

"Wait, Aleta. Give her a chance."

She found the source of the voice, and it turned out to belong just a simple caterer, with dazzling golden eyes…

"Yeah, Aleta, she might be the one," Another girl added. The girl beside her, who looked exactly like her, nodded her silent agreement.

Aleta sighed. She was clearly outnumbered. She gave in and said, "Fine. One chance, girl."

Katara bowed her head gratefully. "Thank you, you won't regret it."

She watched the two men in the back talk to her favorite, who she assumed was the leader of the group. Her favorite nodded. She turned back to Katara.

Her blue eyes met Katara's. "I will be judging you. Me, and only me."

Katara gulped. She didn't seem to be easily won over. "Alright."

She turned to the caterer. "Would you like to watch, too?" The boy seemed surprised, but nodded. He was intrigued by the girl standing before him. She was pretty. No, she was beautiful. And she was around the same age as him, too.

"You may meet us back here in an hour. Exactly an hour, and if you come a second late, you will not get another opportunity, do I make myself clear?" Aleta said sternly.

"Yes, ma'am," Katara agreed obediently.

Aleta nodded her approval. "You are dismissed, then."

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Katara felt like leaping, flying, soaring up into the deep blue sky. Today was going perfectly. But along with her happiness, came another emotion. It was nervousness, anxiety. It kept tugging at her. What if I don't make it? What if they reject me? What if I'll never get another chance at it again? She knit her eyebrows, but then decided to relax. She brushed all her "what if" questions aside, and focused on her goal. If she practiced hard enough, she would definitely make it. Katara set aside time for her to rest, too. She didn't want to practice too hard, or else she'd be out of breath before they even started the audition.

For the next half an hour, she practiced her routine, and what she was going to perform at the audition. She made sure she was hydrated every step of the way so she wouldn't be tempted to drink the water she was bending. Then, she spent five minutes resting, and the next five minutes recalling all of the steps in her routine. After that, she rested for another five minutes. After she killed about 45 minutes, she ran back toward the stage, making sure she was on time.

"You just made it," Aleta announced, leaping off the stage. "Now show me what you've got."

"Alright. Okay. I can do this," Katara said, inhaling deeply through her nose, and exhaling through her mouth. She began slowly, taking large steps, and moving the water so it flowed with her movements.

Aleta's eyes grew wide, and she leaned forward. "So she is the last water bender…"

Then Katara's movements became faster, quicker, and more agile. She twirled, leaped, jumped, and spun, and the water moved with her, speeding up when she sped up, and slowing down when she slowed down. She performed the slide move she learned earlier today, and she smiled to herself when she did it perfectly. She started to spin, and while she twirled, she raised her hand above her head, and water fell her around her in a spiral motion.

Zuko watched open mouthed at the young girl dancer. She was absolutely amazing. The way she moved made Zuko melt inside, and everything around her disappeared.

She separated her water into six balls, spinning them around her waist and juggling them in the air. She made three of the balls into ice daggers, and she threw the other three balls into the air, turned them to ice, and threw the daggers at them. They shattered like sparkling crystal fireworks. She threw her arms up, and opened them wide. She was breathing heavily and smiling broadly. Her finale went exactly, if not better, than she expected. She looked at Aleta's expression. She seemed impassive. Katara started to worry. Did I do that bad? Then her eyes settled on the boy beside her. His golden eyes stared up at her with amazement. His lips separated ever so slightly. She smiled at his expression. He finally noticed that she had caught him staring, and lowered his eyes, embarrassed.

Aleta was bursting. FINALLY! She's the one. She's definitely the one. She couldn't help but be a little bit jealous, her talents were undeniable, and she needed a little bit of work, but the group needed her. And from the looks of it, she seemed to really want this. Aleta tried hard to remain expressionless.

Aleta sighed. "Well…" she began. She saw the girl draw in a sharp intake of breath. "The Moonlight Dancers welcomes you to our group," she finished. Katara let go of the breath she didn't know she was holding. She felt like flying.

"Thank you," She breathed. Thank you, thank you, thank you! She added in her head. She bowed. She wanted to scream a million thanks to the world, to spread her arms out and fall into the clouds. She giggled to herself. She was so giddy with happiness. Aleta stood to leave, and Katara followed her.

Aleta clapped her hands to get everyone's attention. "I'd like to introduce everyone to our new recruit." She pushed Katara forward. "Introduce yourself to everyone."

"Hi," Katara squeaked, waving her hand meekly. "My name is Katara, and I am 14 years old."

"Only fourteen!" A man exclaimed.

"Oh hush up, we were all around her age when we joined," One of the twins said.

"She's the youngest to ever join," The other twin said shyly. "Aleta wouldn't accept her unless she's really good."

Her favorite nodded. So her name is Aleta…That's a pretty name…

"I expect you to treat her with the same respect you give me," Aleta said. "That is all, you are dismissed."

They nodded and left. The only people left were Katara, Aleta, the catering boy, who was apparently the janitor too, and an old man.

"Well Katara, I better get going, and you can head home too," Aleta said. "Goodbye, and see you tomorrow, in the same spot."

"Wait, I thought you all stuck together," Katara said.

"Oh, we do, we book hotels of some sort, and we stay there for the night. Once you're on the move with us, you will be staying with us, too." Aleta replied. Katara nodded, and watched her go.

She noticed the caterer boy watching her. She averted her gaze, blushing. Her eyes landed on the old man, who smiled at her, and she smiled back.

"Would you like some tea, young lady?" He asked politely.

"No thanks," She said with a smile. She looked around nervously, and said to no one in particular, "Well…I guess I'm going to head home now…" and left. She could feel someone staring at her from behind, and she assumed it was the boy. She smiled shyly to herself.

Zuko stared at her as she walked away. She was so beautiful…and the way she moved was mesmerizing. Even the way she walked was light and graceful, just like her dance moves.

Katara sighed happily, and plopped down on her bed. She was about to fall asleep, when she felt Sokka sitting next to her.

"So…how was it?" He asked nervously.

She was halfway to dreamland, but she managed to respond. "Perfect," she muttered, and drifted to sleep.

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