AN: Great announcement: From now on not only me (Suzume) is working on this fanfiction! I've got the awesome writer billeh – the hat as my co-writer! Every chapter you'll see from now on is billeh's and my work.

You should check out his fanfictions! He is really good!

Disclaimer: Neither billeh nor suzume own Avatar. And we also don't own the song "Wonder" by Megan MacCauley

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The day of the great ball came. The gym, where the ball would be, was full with flowers, blinking lights and other decorating stuff. The decorating team made a good job.
When I, Sokka and Aang arrived, our partners were already waiting. Meng looked sweet! She wore a violet dress with little pink roses on it. It didn't really fit to Aangs grey shirt and black trousers, but who cares?
Jet looked also great. He wore a real tuxedo. He kissed the back of my hand and gave my a red rose. That was so sweet! I looked to Aang and Meng to proof their sweetness, but I was disappointed about my sight.
Aang stood there, looking on the floor and nothing the say. Meng looked not very happy and I felt sorry for them.
"Just a second, Jet." I walked over to Aang and whispered in his ear: "Aang! You gotta say something! Say that she's nice and pretty! You can't just stand there and be silent!" He gave me a long lasting glance.
"I get something to drink!", he said harshly and turned around.
I never saw him in such rage.
"Aang?!", I shouted, but he didn't turn. Meng sighed.
"I knew it", she said in a low voice.
"Meng... He is just shy. He was never with girls", I tried to comfort her, but she shook her head.
"No, Katara, it's alright. I understand." She gave me a smile and then she left to search for Jake – a big eared guy from the math club. I sighed, but felt suddenly a gently touch on my shoulder.
"Katara." It was Jet. "Do you want to drink something?"
"What? Uh... er ... no. Perhaps later." I smiled at him.
God, he looked awesome and so cool!
"Wanna dance?" He took my hand and I felt how my cheeks get red.
"W...why not?" I followed him on the dance floor and we began to dance. It wasn't a very slow dance, just the right tempo so you can talk to each other.
"You look really beautiful", Jet said.
"Thank you", I answered under my breath.
"Katara... I think that you're a very special person."
Am I?, I asked myself. Oh, Katara, stop thinking! Just listen to Jet!
"... and all I can hope is that you would agree... to be my girlfriend, Katara."
- Waah! He asked my the question! The question he asked me a thousand times – in my dreams. But this was real. And I knew what to answer.
I opened my mouth but suddenly I saw Aang. He stood there, looking at us with such a sad expression on his face that I couldn't stand it. I lingered. Suddenly I wasn't sure what to answer. But I also got a great thought how to proof Jet's feelings for me.
"Jet... There is something, I have to tell you", I began and looked in his eyes.
"What is it?"
"Well... what if... I'm not that normal as I seem to be..."
"How? Explain!"
"What if... I'm a bender...?" I said it. He stopped dancing and looked at my. I started to fear. My fear was right.
"You're what?!" He let me go and looked at me like a terrible insect.
"I'm a bender", I repeated in a low tone. "A waterbender."
"You're- a- bender-." Jet struggled to say. I could tell he was having trouble figuring this out.
"Yes.. I can bend water, I have for a long time… You- Your the 'first' person I've told" That was a lie he wasn't the first…
"Katara, I'm sorry. I need some air." He left me at the dance floor. It felt like the gaze of hundreds of people had fixated on me. It wasn't a nice feeling. I needed to get away. I need to go talk to Jet. Suddenly I felt a pair of grey eyes lock onto me. It was Aang. No! I need to talk to Jet. This isn't a time to think about Aang. I followed Jet outside.
The air outside was cool and fresh. I saw Jet standing in the darkness, his broad-shouldered stature was black against the deep blue of the night. I went to him and stopped in front of him. He was chewing on a long blade of grass and it looked gorgeous.
"Jet?", I whispered. He looked at me and his dark eyes were burning like fire.
"Please Katara. I need time to clear my head." His voice was cold and harsh. I took a few steps backwards. I felt hurt and betrayed. I always thought that Jet would understand. Like Aang.
- But why was I thinking of Aang? He had nothing to do with it!
"I don't-, I can't see you right now.", growled Jet and I turned on my heels and ran away.
Tears were running over my face and I lost any sight.
Aang appeared at the entrance to the dance. Why was he there? Was he listening to me and Jet.
"Katara- I'm sorry. This is why I don't tell people- about me.." His eyes full of sorrow.
"Aang I'm so stupid. I liked him so much, why did I have to ruin this. I wish I wasn't a waterbender! Why can't I just be normal?!"
Aang's eyes that were seconds ago filled with sorrow had been taken over by anger.
"Katara! Don't ever say that. You shouldn't EVER curse you being a waterbender. It's a special gift, not everyone is able to do some of the amazing things you about to do. How would you feel if you were the last bender of your race and you said you didn't want to be a bender." Aang's words were nearly as frightening as Jets, but he spoke the truth. I didn't hate being a waterbender, I loved it. One of my favourite times were waterbending.
"Aang I'm sorry my head is just so messed up at the moment. I don't know what I'm saying. I can't think."
"If that idiot doesn't know a special person when he sees one then he deserves to be on his own."
"You think I'm.. 'special?'" He thinks I'm special?!
"Oh erm yeah of course" Aang's face had became a hot red colour now. The embarrassed was exploding from his cheeks. I thought I'd help him out as he'd been so nice to me.
"Aang? Would you like to dance- with me?" There was a long pause before I got my answer.
"Uhm sure.. You sure Jet won't mind?" I gave get one lasting gaze and turn back to Aang.
"No..I don't think he cares much" I took Aang's hand and lead him back to the dance.

When we reached the dance floor suddenly a slow song began to play.
"P-perhaps we should better drink something..." Aang pointed at the buffet, blushing madly. I smiled.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not such a bad dancer", I comforted him, but he blushed even more.
"B-but I."
I didn't listen and took his hand in mine. He stared at our interlaced fingers.
"Come on, I don't bite" I whispered.
Why can't he just dance with me?! I thought he likes me? – Hey, where did that thought came from?!
Suddenly he stepped closer and laid tenderly his hand upon my hip. I rested my free hand on his shoulder and got ready to dance. He started to move a little bit, at first just swaying from side to side, trying to get the rhythm of the song. He didn't look at me, just stared at some point behind me. His cheeks were flushed and mine burned too as I felt his warm breath on my face.
We were so close...
He tilted his head and looked my in the eyes. A flash went through my body when our eyes locked. I never noticed the real colour of his eyes. Grey, yes, but not at all. Grey, with silver and black sparkles. Eyes that could see inside of me.
If that idiot doesn't know a special person when he sees one then he deserves to be on his own.
Again his sentence was on my mind. Aang found always the right words to comfort me. We didn't know each other for long, but I knew that he would always be there when I need someone.

And I can't help but wonder what it is you do
You help heal the pain, and the thoughts of the truth
You're a question to the universe, a wonder to the world
And somehow, when I'm with you, I never get burned

I felt so secure in his arms. I seemed so strong and wise... Sometimes his eyes looked like the eyes of old people. People, who have seen many in their lifes. Good and bad things. There was something more about Aang, but I had no clue what it could be. Maybe it was because he was a bender. Just like me.
I'm sure that's the reason for what I always have to think about him

Caught in a trap of what we're taught to believe
When night overcomes day, life's so hard to preceve
And the clock keeps on ticking through night-shattered skies
Where the stars are all broken, and so are all the ties
But the one thing remaining is you
When I'm broken and bleeding, you pull me right through

"Katara..." Aangs voice brought me back to life.
"W-what?"
"Y-you look really beautiful" he whispered and blushed while grinning like an idiot. I had no idea why, but suddenly my heart beat faster, I felt how my cheeks started to burn. I was happy about his words. More: They meant much to me.
"Thank you." I smiled gladly and before I knew what I did, I kissed his cheek. He froze.
"Katara, we have to go!" Sokka, my brother with the perfect timing (yeah, that was sarcasm) stood next to us.
"O-okay." I turned to Aang.
"Are you coming with us?", I asked. He didn't answer, just stared into nothing and had a silly grin on his face.
"He looks kinda retarded...", commented Sokka. I hit him against the shoulder.
"Stop it! - Come Aang, let's go." I touched softly his arm. He looked at me, blushing madly.
"A-Alright. Anything you say."
"Like I said..." Sokka rolled his eyes. I hit him again. "Ouch!"