Sprained ankle and I had to miss my soccer team. God damn it. Anyway thought I'd write a story sorry if aint good. I really am not in the mood. I originally wrote this then went back and realized it wasn't funny at all so I'm changing it.

Zuko's hair problems

"Am I emo?" I looked up to a pair of gold eyes staring me down, just daring me to say yes.

"I don't know; are you?" Secretly, I thought he was, but I didn't want to say yes because I'd probably get a mouthful of fire.

"Sokka says I am." He replied.

"Because Sokka just knows everything." Toph snorted from beside me. We were both sitting on a log slurping soup, while Aang and Katara were "collecting firewood."

"Well Zuko, you ARE hot." I coughed.

"What!" he said his eyebrows knitting together.

"What?" I questioned innocently.

"You just said I was hot."

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, you did."

"Did I?"

"YES!"

"I don't think I did."

"Argh!" he face-palmed himself in frustration.

"ANYWAY, Zuko, you do wear a lot of black, but that could just mean you're Goth. The real question is do you cut yourself because you hate life? And do you like piercings?"

"I wear black because it's the color of my nation and it does have gold on it! No comment to the first question and what are piercings?" he asked. By this time Toph was just picking her nose in boredom.

"Alright Zuko, sit down; you're annoying me the way you just stand there glaring at me. You could at least SIT DOWN and glare at me. It doesn't matter what piercings are and let me see your arms. I have to check for something." I said. He sat down and glared at me so more.

"Much better, now give me those arms." I demanded.

"To do what?" he asked cautiously.

"To check them, you sick pervert!"

"Why do you need to check my arms?"

"To see if there are cuts." He gave his arms to me and I found what I was looking for to my utter (not really) surprise. "You are emo!"

"So?"

"So Sokka was right. HOLY FREAKING CRAP, I HAVE MORE DIRT ON YOU THEN EVER BEFORE!" I screamed running into the forest to get Sokka. I must have run half a mile before I realized I went the wrong direction. I ran back, "OK, WRONG WAY!"

"Idiot." snorted Toph.

1 whole hour later (finally finding Sokka and bring him back to camp)

So let's just say we came back to a…interesting sight. The camp was absolutely torn apart with all our stuff spread all over the entire clearing. Aang was stuck in our extra cooking pot with soup covering him, while Katara was tied to a tree. The only thing normal was Toph just sitting there picking her nose in the same exact spot where I had left her. Zuko was nowhere to be seen.

"Well, that's not something you see every day: the Avatar stuck in a cooking pot!" Sokka cracked up. Aang just glared at him.

"HOLY SON OF A MOTHERLESS GOAT! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED? THIS IS WAR!" I screamed. "HE DESTROYED MY SPECIAL NUN CHUCKS!"

"Do you not see me stuck in a pot?" Aang asked.

"Oh hey, didn't see you there." If Aang could have face palmed he would have.

"Their life was just so short." I cried over my gold nun chucks.

"Argh!" everyone groaned expect for Katara who just made a strangled sound. My face darkened and my evil side came out. "Where did he go? I will have a special surprise for him." I smiled maliciously. "Sokka you free everyone and clean up. I'm going on a hunt." I walked into the forest wielding my swords like a pro (which I was). After about 30 minutes of tracking down Zuko, following the path of burnt trees and plants, I found him. He was sitting in a tiny clearing of burnt plants juggling fire balls. I climbed a tree and prepared myself to jump. But before I did I ran around to his front to really check if it was Zuko, because that would have been really awkward if I charged a random guy. Like lets just say your were sitting there minding your own business, then BAM! A random girl screaming like she's insane charges at you with some swords about to spear you, and then goes, "oh whoops wrong person. Hehe." Your first thought is probably, "Oh damn I'm screwed!" then is would change to, "What an idiot!" Seeing that it was Zuko I smiled evilly.

"Zukoooo." I sang evilly. He quickly stopped and looked around frightened. He knew that voice, because it meant I was either about to pull a prank or seriously hurt someone. I dropped down in front of him, with a grin on my face so evil, even Azula would have been scared. "You destroyed my special nun chucks." He stared at me for a millisecond then took off running to the camp. I cackled and chased him, bending fire out of my swords and shot it out at him. He made it all the way back to camp and he hid behind Sokka.

"She's going to kill me!"

"Not my problem; plus she's not even here." Sokka said, untying Katara.

"Where did she go, she was right behind me?"

"Behind you, pretty boy."

Ah!" Zuko screamed turning around. "Where did you come from?"

"The trees. You need to suffer." I said holding up my swords aiming the perfect spot for his neck. I swung down and Zuko screamed. Suddenly Aang started cracking up because I had stopped an inch from Zuko's neck and was watching him scream.

"Hahahaha! Katie would never kill anyone." Aang laughed. "She just wanted to scare you."

"Mwhahaha! I am just evil like that." Zuko looked up and started fire bending at me.

"Never do that again!" he screamed. I was laughing so hard, I could barely wave away the flames. Suddenly, I stopped laughing for a whole 2 seconds then stated again, this time with tears running down my face. "Your hair's on fire!" I choked out. Zuko felt around his head then started screaming like a little girl and running around in circles.

"Hair's on fire! Hair's on fire!" he yelled. Katara bent some water and put out the fire. Zuko curled up into a ball and started crying.

"Ok, Sokka and Toph; as soon as he gets up, we make fun of him." I said, preparing my jokes.

"Oh yeah!"

2 hours later of we letting Zuko cry it out.

"Dear god! Does he ever shut up?" Sokka yelled.

"Obviously not," Katara grumbled. Sokka got up from his log and began kicking Zuko. "Get up! Get up!" He stood up, felt his head and then said the unexpected, "My dad hates bald people."

"Double score! We have two bald people! We can annoy the hell out of him!" I pumped my fist into the air.

Real fact, most of these stories are based off of real life things that have happened to me. Lets just say I have a crazy life and entertaining life. (Most of the bad things are cause by yours truly!)