Ok…I'm so sorry this took me longer to update than I planned, but here's Chapter 5! Life is crazy, and I haven't really had all that much time just to write… :) I'm not going to put a long intro thing, cuz you don't want that…you want the story…just one thing before, however.

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Chapter 5

From good, to bad, to worse.

"This line is so loooong!" whined Sokka into the ear of the one standing in front of him. Jet turned around with a smirk on his lips "But dude…its gonna be so worth it! I mean its not every day that a band this big comes to our city! This concert is going to be awesome! There is no way that any lady will be able to resist going with me…" he said and his normal mischievous gleam seemed to glow even more. Sokka rolled his eyes "I can't believe you actually think that both of us buying two tickets is a good idea…" he said and it was obvious that he was a little worried about spending his money.

Jet put his hand on Sokka's shoulder "Do not doubt the master. Women are like putty in my hand, dude…" "Except for my sister." Sokka taunted. Jet had had a crush on Katara forever it seemed, and his little sister never gave him the time of day. That made Sokka's life a lot easier seeing as how he didn't really want to beat his best friend senseless. The one he was currently worried about was that Zuko…Just thinking about that creep near his sister made his skin crawl. The only thing that drew Sokka out of his current thought pattern was Jet's elbow as they moved to the window and proceeded to buy two tickets each "I hope this is a good idea…" Sokka whined again. Jet just smirked and smelled the tickets as he walked away "Better watch out ladies, cuz Jet's on the prowl…" he said and Sokka just shook his head and chuckled.

They had left play practice as soon as it was over and practically ran to the ticket booth. They were for this Friday night, which was only two days. Sokka knew Jet could find a date in less than five minutes, but Sokka was a bit pickier about such things as women. Not only that, but they made him nervous. It was kind of a touchy subject for Sokka. Sure he could flirt just as good if not better than Jet did, but when it came down to actually asking a girl on a date…well, Sokka was at a loss. With a sigh, Sokka pocketed the tickets as they came in sight of the soccer fields.

Jet and Sokka had planned on using one of the fields for a little practice of their own, but it seemed that all the fields were taken. One field in particular caught Jet's eye. The varsity girl's soccer team was playing around after their practice. Jet nudged Sokka with that same old smirk and walked in that direction "Two birds with one stone, dude…" muttered Jet and Sokka rolled his eyes and followed with his hands in his pockets.

The two guys stopped and watched for a moment before Sokka took the initiative "Hey…you done using this?" Sokka asked with his nonchalant grin crossing his face. He could at least taunt the girls…and he did so by going up and stopping their soccer ball as it was on its path from one girl to another. Jet stood a little behind Sokka and was already trying to pick out the girl that would be his objective.

It was somewhat humorous how some of the girls reacted. Especially the freshmen girls. The two before them were not only two of the most popular guys in school, but they were very attractive, and were also practically made gods of the soccer field at their school. Jet smirked as the freshmen girls were practically drooling over them as were almost all the others. However, Jet spotted one problem, and it came in the form of their captain. She was their age, and from what Jet heard, she was really good at soccer. Not only that, but Jet found himself staring at her. She was gorgeous! Sokka hadn't quite spotted her yet, and Jet figured that was his friend's fault for not being so observant.

Before Jet could actually act upon his objective the girl came forward with her arms crossed, and that familiar saying 'If looks could kill.' came to Jet's mind. The girl was seething in anger. Apparently she didn't hold the two boys in such high regard as all the others apparently did.

She cleared her throat and Sokka turned his head and his smirk seemed to grow lax and his mouth came open a little as he apparently found her to be very attractive as well "What do you think you are doing?" the girl asked point blank with her arms still crossed. Sokka just chuckled "We want to use the field." He said pointing to the nearest goal "You're apparently done here." Sokka added crossing his own arms and still had their soccer ball at his feet. The girl apparently didn't like that answer because her eyes narrowed in such a way that made Jet take a small step backwards.

"We will leave when we are ready, and we aren't ready yet. We still have the field, so get lost." She said maliciously and even Sokka seemed a bit taken back by the girl's tone and one of his eyebrows rose "C'mon…how much more practice do you all need? I mean it's not like a few more minutes are going to make much of a difference…" Sokka recovered from the girl's tone and smirked tauntingly. Jet was growing antsy. Sokka wasn't the best one at being good with his words, and it was obvious that the girl was taking Sokka's words the wrong way "Make much of a difference? What's that supposed to mean?" she asked and her eyes seemed to glow in anger. Jet inched back a bit more. He wasn't about to be hit in the crossfire if those daggers she was throwing with her eyes went astray "Uh…dude…" Jet squeaked, but Sokka didn't seem to hear seeing as how Sokka's grin continued to grow "What I mean is that you've apparently practiced all that you could possibly need and it won't do you all much good to keep the field from those who could benefit more from it."

Jet wanted to punch Sokka in the back of the head! Was he really that dense? He had just said the worst possible thing to a girl…especially this girl "No wonder he doesn't have a girlfriend…" he muttered. Sokka found himself almost immediately in something he couldn't back out of "Are you saying that you need the field more than we do? And why is that?" she asked with a slight snarl on her lips "Because we're girls?" she asked and her words seemed to be laced with ice. Sokka cleared his throat nervously, but he wasn't about to be intimidated by this girl "Yea…Yea! That's what I mean. We're on a completely different level than you girls, and we need this field. I'm sure you understand the difference between us."

The girl just stared for a moment and all the other girls on the team were silent as well and even they backed away from the two captains very slowly as she made her way over to Sokka "No…I don't think I understand…why don't you try to show me how different we are…" she said before stealing the ball from Sokka which caused him to lose his balance for a second "First one to three goals wins…if you win you two get the field…if I win we get the field…" she said juggling the ball between her feet idly.

Sokka chuckled at the challenge "You sure you want to do this? I mean I don't want to embarrass you or anything…" he said watching her. The girl chuckled in response "You scared? We could up the bet if you'd like…make it more interesting…" she said with what appeared to be a very mischievous grin. Jet was suddenly very nervous "Don't do anything stupid, dude…" he whispered. Sokka just scoffed "Alright…let's see…if I win, you go to the concert with me this Friday…" he said and his smile grew as the girl was somewhat taken back by such an offer then she nodded "Alright…and if I win, you have to give me both of those tickets there in your pocket…"

Jet's eyebrow quirked up a little "He's going in with the big guns…I guess that means that she's off limits? Damn it…" he whispered "Oh well…" he shrugged then cupped his hands around his mouth as he was now off of the field "Go get her, dude!" he yelled as Sokka took position very slowly and the girl noticed his nervousness "You can still back down, you know that right?" she asked while kicking the ball upwards and heading it a few times before letting it balance on her forehead. Sokka's eyes narrowed "Are you just going to stand there all day, or are we going to get on with this?" he asked and was obviously getting serious now.

"If you say so…" she said with a shrug and Sokka could hear the cheers of the girls as their captain made her way towards Sokka nonchalantly at first. As soon as Sokka smirked at her easily read moves, she seemed to switch into overdrive and blew past Sokka and scored a quick goal. Sokka was still standing in his first position and hadn't even had time to blink let alone move. His pride was hurt as the girls on the sideline began to jeer at him, and his only fan was Jet who had made his way over towards the girls and was talking to one with a smirk on his face. Apparently not caring that his friend needed some moral support at the moment.

Jet had finally found one that caught his interest "You know…I'm nothing like him…" Jet said while crossing his arms and giving the girl a look that made her giggle "I'm much more sensitive…I'd stop him, but he's just too pushy…you know…always getting in over his head. I'm usually the one left behind to try and fix things…" he said in a tone that made him sound pathetic and abused which made the girl soften even more and she was practically saying "Aw…poor baby…" by the time that Jet asked her to go to the concert.

Sokka watched Jet with disdain as he took the ball back to a good starting place "You were lucky on that first one…" he said as the girl stood in front of him "Stop talking and play, Captain…" she said and her eyes widened slightly as Sokka ran forward. He was good, but she was fast. Really fast, and before Sokka knew what happened he was face down in the grass, the girl had the ball and she had scored again "Two nothing…" she said and let the ball roll towards Sokka's face. He growled and stood up. He had to score…

Sokka took the ball back "I'm not holding back now…" he warned and the girl just smirked "Good." She said in response and took her defensive position. This time, Sokka managed to get past the girl and in the process he knocked her on her butt and scored. He jogged back as the ball rolled up next to her "Whoops…sorry…did you break a nail?" he taunted. The girl got up quickly and her eyes were serious and anger flashed in them. If Sokka had known anything about this girl it was to not make her angry on the field.

She took the ball back, and as Sokka charged at her she tossed the ball into the air with her foot, headed the ball, and as Sokka came close she turned her back to him and propelled herself in the air. Sokka slowed down his running and watched with curiosity. She couldn't possibly…Oh. But she was. Her feet went up over her head and as the ball came back down her right foot came in contact with it. The cheering silenced as the game seemed to be in slow motion. All that could be heard was the loud grunt of the girl and the contact the ball made with her foot. She had successfully managed a bicycle kick, and it was powerful. So powerful in fact, that Sokka hadn't had time to duck. The ball collided with his head then into the goal.

Sokka landed with a thud and a groan and he was a bit dazed even as the girl stood over him with her arms crossed "I guess you were right about us being on a different level, Captain…" she said before bending down and pulling the tickets out of his pocket "Thanks for these…I guess you can have the field now since you seem to need it more than we do…" she said waving the tickets in his face. She stood back up and began to walk away "By the way, my name's Suki…you might want to remember it…" she called over her shoulder before walking off the field and grabbing her things to leave. The other girls followed and cheered for their captain, and Jet managed to get five of those girls' numbers. He walked over into the field and stood over Sokka who still didn't move "You alright dude?" Jet asked him. Sokka had a small trickle of blood trailing down his nose as he sat up and wiped it away. He turned and watched the girl walk away "Suki…" he repeated slowly.

"Dude, you're so pitiful…she just beat your ass and now all you can do is drool over her…maybe there's hope for you yet…" he said and helped Sokka stand up.

The walk back to Sokka's house was quick, but both of the guys froze as a very familiar vehicle was in Sokka's small driveway. Zuko's motorcycle…The two looked at each other before they ran inside. Sokka froze again once he reached his living room and found Zuko sitting on his couch and drinking lemonade.

Zuko looked up slowly and nodded a small greeting as Katara walked back in the room from the kitchen "Oh…you're home…" she said with a smile. However, Sokka didn't reply. He just pointed his finger and stammered for a word but only managing to grunt unintelligibly. Jet just stood behind him and glared with his arms crossed, but Zuko didn't seem to notice "Told you he'd overreact…" Zuko muttered to Katara then took another sip of lemonade.

Sokka's day had gone from good, to bad, then to worse…

So, yea...this was sort of a fluff chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it just the same. Once again, I'm sorry for the wait, and I don't know when the next update will be. Please be patient with me. Please review...that's what made me want to make this chapter were all the reviews and you guys begging me to continue. Thanks so much!