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I really appreciate those of you who took the time to read and review. Now onto Katara's POV.
I cannot believe Suki. This is insane. I have caught her cheating on my brother, all summer long. And, I am not exaggerating to get the sympathy vote for Sokka, even though he deserves that sympathy vote. It isn't funny. Sokka thinks Suki is such a sweetie, and that I am insane. Every time, I try to tell Sokka, he shrugs me off and rolls his eyes.
"Katara, what Suki and I have is special. We have a bond. A very special bond. It isn't just some juvenile relationship."
Now, it is my cue to roll my eyes. We have had this talk, many, many times over the endless summer. It felt endless, because Sokka and I only spoke to insult each other. Every summer, since I can remember, we would go the beach together. We would spend the whole day there, talking and laughing about the past year. But, this year we weren't speaking and we still aren't speaking. So when I saw Suki cheating on Sokka, yet again, the shit hit the fan. Excuse my French, I am just really angry. My brother is the ultimate meat-and-sarcasm guy, well at least according to him.
I don't quite know, why he felt the need to defend Suki. All I know is their relationship...is on the highly sexual side. And when your brother's girlfriend is having loud, wild sex, which you are able to hear from every room in the house, and who also happens to be cheating on him, it really gets on your nerves. At least, that is my opinion. Imagine listening to that all summer long. It was torture. I couldn't stay in the house for fear, of them going at it again.
I had no choice to escape the house, with all kinds of tension. I mainly went around to Aang's house. In contrast to my house (and everyone else's), it was the picture of serenity. His parents own a successful garden store. As a back business, they sell marijuana for relaxation. At least, that is what they insist. And they are always peaceful, so maybe there is some truth in it. They are nearly always high. It seems like their natural self, because I have never seen them any other way. They never fight, never shout, and never scream. They help me relax. They never offer any Marijuana to me, and for that I am glad. They say that drugs aren't for kids, but anybody who comes into the garden centre is offered it. Most deny, but a small percentage accept.
We sat by the fountain, calmly listening to the soothing sound of rushing water. We talked and talked, and talked some more. Aang and I have only been friends these last few months. He is a calming influence on me. I can have a bad temper, when I want to.
When I see Suki touch Zuko, in a way that went past friendship barriers, I am immediately overcome with anger. I am mostly upset, obviously , that Suki proved unfaithful again. But there is a small part of me, that dies a little. I don't know why, and I have a strong suspicion that I don't want to find out.
Zuko looks startled, like a rabbit caught in headlights. It really tells a lot, about a boy, when he looks adorable even then. I know for certain, that I need to get Zuko away from Suki, before we have a Redzone Emergency on our hands. And, believe me, that isn't a pretty sight. It is anything, but pretty.
Zuko walks over to Aang and I, and silently I cheer in triumph. Suki looks like an elephant has done something unspeakable on her Jimmy Choos. Now, that truly is priceless. As we turn the corner, we pass by Derrick the Generic's locker. Derrick basically can fit in with every clique in the school. He is a loner, with an amazing heart. Well, he is not exactly a loner, he just doesn't have a group to call home, and he doesn't want to either. He is a true independent. He is inspirational. There is a long story, that goes hand in hand with his name. But that is for another day. He doesn't get enough credit. He is running for student class president this year. I hope he wins. He deserves it more than anyone.
"Hey Derrick! How was your summer?"
Derrick looks up smiling, and waving.
"Great, Katara, I caught some great waves off the coast of Donegal. How about you?"
I smile faintly at him.
"Not so good, Derrick, I am afraid."
I see him shake his head sadly, and I know that we are on the same wavelength.
"Bye Derrick. I will see you tomorrow, in art."
"Oh didn't I tell you?"
"What?"
"Ms. Murray, is setting up an artist in residence programme."
I smile brightly. Ms Murray is our art teacher, and she is amazing. Suddenly, I can't for tomorrow.
I hear someone clearing their throat. I turn around, and see Zuko very close to me, blushing. Oh, how could I forget my manners.
"Derrick, this is my friend Zuko. He is a new student here."
"Oh, yeah I know him. He is in my homeroom. All the girls were fawning over him."
Derrick is really observational. He should be. He wants to be an air traffic controller, like his dad.
Zuko's blush has spread down his neck. It isn't fair. How can a person look, that good blushing!
"Oh, that is because I am new."
Derrick smiles knowingly. Time to leave.
"Zuko?"
"Yes, Katara?"
"Try to stay away from Suki. She is kind of a nympho. She maybe my brother's girlfriend, but I have caught her with at least ten other guys."
"Oh, don't worry. I am only too glad to avoid her. She makes me uncomfortable."
Would it be weird, if I sighed? Well, for one, my dignity would be all but shattered. So I try to hold it in, and save it for later, in the safe haven of my bedroom.
As we leave the school grounds, a car horn sounds and Aang's mother sticks her head out of the small, battered Ford, that she affectionately calls Betsey. Zuko and I are left alone, for the first time all day.
"Zuko, you look really familiar. Have I seen you before?"
"I think that I would have remembered, if I had seen you before."
Did he really just say that? Or was it in my mind? I can't believe it. I really can't. How should I play this? Playfully flirty, or flirtily playful?(A/N: I am sorry that it doesn't make sense, but I am sure you understand what I am getting at? You are a clever bunch) Does that make sense? I can't remember! When did I turn into such a bimbo! Ah, the moment he opened his mouth. Or, if I am being truthful, it started this morning with my coughing fit.
"Well, luckily, I can say the same for you."
Where did that come from? Well, there is no turning back now. I have to continue with this. What have I got myself into? I am way over my depth. But, I am not going down without a fight.
"So, how does it feel to be so wanted?"
Zuko looks confused. I don't what he has to be confused about. He is so modest.
"All the girls love you. Haven't you noticed them chasing after you? All day? Their panties were practically dropping! They were nearly salivating over you."
Zuko really goes out with a bang, and blushes so deeply that I am surprised, he isn't in the midst of a coughing fit of his own.
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