After much trial and error, Aang finally found the right key and managed to open the door to the roof. Grinning in triumph, he stepped outside, observing his surroundings with great interest.

In his first five seconds on top of the building, he concluded that it was nice. The air was cool and refreshing, and he enjoyed being so high up, above the crowds of students. It was much more peaceful and quiet than the schoolyard below.

Spotting Toph, he pushed thoughts of pleasure away and focused on his current mission.

"What do you want?" she asked when he sat next to her. "If it's about moving on, then forget it. I haven't changed my mind and I never will."

"I didn't come here to talk about that," Aang said. "I wanted to apologize. I knowing being dead and whatnot must be hard to deal with, and me trying to push more changes onto you didn't make things easier."

Toph said nothing, a shadow of sadness ghosting across her features at the mention of death. Aang hesitated, but continued.

"And... I kind of hoped we could get to know each other better. I mean, I've never been friends with a Spirit, and you haven't had a friend since, well..."

Her pale eyes gazed at him sceptically. "So, this isn't some trick to change my mind?"

He nodded, a knot of guilt twisting in his stomach.

"Alright, I guess we could give it a shot," Toph said. Then, with a grin asked, "So how'd you get up here, anyway?"

"I attacked the janitor and stole his keys."

"Nice."

Before Aang could truly appreciate the once-blind girl's praise, a voice called out to him from below. Looking down, he saw the principal, a stern expression on her face.

"Crap."

XxXxXxX

Aang could genuinely understand why Mrs. Lawson was so upset this time. After all, he had assaulted a member of the school's staff, stolen from said staff member, and trespassed on a restricted area. Considering all this, his punishment seemed a bit light – one in-school suspension, three weeks of helping the janitor on his own lunch hour, and a phone call home detailing the extent of his actions and his punishment.

The worst of it was the in-school suspension. Basically, Aang spent an entire school day secluded in an empty classroom, doing school working and listening to the ticking clock. If he had hair, he would pull it out as a result of the over-whelming boredom.

Punishments and boredom aside, things were going quite well. Aang and Toph discovered they got along very well, spending much of their free time together and earning teasing remarks from Sokka. To add on to the happiness of a new friend, Aang managed to stay out of trouble. Though, this was mostly due to the fact that he didn't need to track down Toph during school hours.

Everything was perfect.

However, there is always trouble in paradise.

This time, it was Katara and Zuko's behaviour that concerned the young Avatar. Over the course of a few days, he had noticed them behaving... differently. Zuko didn't seem to glare as much, and Katara often had that dreamy, love-sick expression on her face.

It was a bothersome thing that nagged at his mind, but Aang pushed it away and forced himself to write it off as nothing.

Nonetheless, Toph could tell that something was wrong.

"Is something bothering you, Twinkle Toes?" she asked one day after school, when they lay back on the grass together and watched the clouds drift by. He had become adjusted to the nickname and was no longer upset by it, which was both pleasing and annoying to the Spirit.

"What makes you think something's bothering me?"

"Oh, I dunno, maybe the fact that you've been moping around for three days?"

Aang sighed, reluctantly saying, "It's Katara and Zuko."

"Who's Zuko?" Toph asked.

"He's this angry guy with a scar who's always in detention."

"Oh, yeah," she said, "I've seen him before. Anyway, what's wrong with them?"

He sat up, saying, "They've just been acting... different. Zuko's less angry and Katara seems way happier."

Toph shrugged. "So the jerk got the stick out of his ass and Sugar Queen is perkier than usual. Big deal."

"You think I'm over-reacting?"

"Yeah. I mean, it doesn't sound like anything you need to worry about."

"I guess," he mumbled, though Toph could tell he didn't agree. Seeming to sense her knowledge of his doubt, he said, "It's just... I have this feeling that something's not right, or that something's gonna happen, and-"

"And you think it involves Zuko and Katara," she finished for him.

"You think I'm crazy, don't you?"

"No. A little paranoid, but not clinically insane."

Aang sighed. "So you think I'm over-reacting about this, too?"

"I dunno," she said. "I just think you should relax and stop worrying about what could happen."

He nodded, though his expression remained troubled.

"C'mon," Toph said, getting to her feet. "I have an idea, but I need a physical body for it to work."

Aang grinned, sensing an opportunity for fun and mischief.

The two ran off to carry out the dead girl's plans, leaving the Avatar's worry momentarily forgotten.

XxXxXxX

Later that day, Sokka and Aang sat in the living room watching TV. The latter hadn't paid much attention to the show, knowing only that it focused on a group of kids trying to bring peace to a war torn world. Normally, he would love that sort of thing, but at the moment he was too focused on the return of worries to enjoy the program.

"Hey, Sokka," he said, giving up on the distraction of television, "Have you noticed Katara acting different lately?"

The other boy, completely engrossed in the show, shrugged indifferently and said something about her having a crush.

Aang immediately thought of Zuko. Could she...? No, that was impossible!

Still, curiosity made him ask, "Who do you think it is?"

"Dunno. I wouldn't worry." Eyes still glued to the screen, Sokka reached over and patted him on the head. "It won't last long. She'll get over him just like she got over Jet."

Aang took a bit of comfort from this comment, remembering how well Katara's relationship with the teen had gone. Jet had had good intentions, but always went about things the wrong way. Which was exactly how he ended up in a reform school halfway across the country.

However, it didn't give him complete reassurance that things would end well. After all, Katara would probably still be with Jet if he hadn't been forced to move, and this new guy might never get sent away.

Just then, Katara came into the room and put the cordless phone back in its charger. She smiled sweetly at the pair, then returned to her room, where she had previously spent an hour talking on the phone. Aang suspected she had been talking to her boyfriend, as she wasn't the type to spend hours babbling with her friends.

He glanced at the phone. It had call history. He could use it to check who she had been talking to; find out who this person was...

No. That would be wrong. If he wanted her to like him, it would be best to respect her privacy.

Still, he was curious...

Grabbing the phone, he looked at the list of recent callers.

Only, there was no list. The history had been deleted. Was Katara trying to hide who she liked?

A commercial was on and Sokka noticed Aang's perplexed expression. Sighing, he asked, "Deleted call history?"

He nodded.

"Don't worry. She does this with all her boyfriends. Probably because I used to phone them and give them warnings about the consequences of breaking my baby sister's heart..."

Despite the curiosity and worry that nagged at his mind, Aang couldn't keep from smiling.

Author's Notes: So, I'm not too happy with this chapter's ending, but I couldn't think of anything better to put. Though, I love Sokka, so I guess it's okay...

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Disclaimer: I do not own 'Avatar' or any of its characters.