I worked all day yesterday and fell asleep as soon as I got home, so sorry this one is a day late.


Day #12: Knowledge
Characters: Jinora & Skoochy
Setting: Whenever

7/17/12


She knew about great battles and of heroes. She knew things about past avatars that even her father didn't know. She knew ancient airbending techniques and the sky bison's favorite fruit. She knew of great sieges and of spirits. But none of these things could help her with the one thing she was clueless about.

Boys.

Jinora sat in her meditating position on the rocks; arms crossed over her chest watching the sunset underneath Yue Bay.

She reflected on her day, burying her face in her hands as she realized what an awkward turtleduck she was when it came to boys her age.

Earlier she had gone into the city with the teenagers, they were going shopping for a few things, and all four of the teens had assured her father that they didn't mind at all if she tagged along to get some new books. So they had left the island, and she sat in between Bolin and Korra in the backseat as they drove into the busier part of the city. Asami had parked the car and they all hopped out, splitting into two groups, the boys and the girls. The girls headed towards the shops, while the boys headed towards… she actually wasn't sure where Mako and Bolin had gone, but they had all agreed to meet up under the statue of Firelord Zuko at noon.

Spending time with Korra and Asami was one of Jinora's favorite things to do, besides read. They didn't treat her like a little kid, like her parents did, but they treated her like just another one of their friends. They chatted and flitted through the stores, each of them occasionally buying something. Asami helped her to pick out a light pink eye shadow, telling her with a laugh not to wear it in front of Tenzin. Korra had gone into the bookstore with her, and instead of telling her to stay out of the adult section, she had looked around sneakily and pulled one off the shelf, buying it then slipping it into Jinora's bag.

"It's almost noon, we should go find the boys." Asami said, checking her watch, and the three of them set off. Jinora kept them entertained with funny stories about her father, and there were a couple of times she had to stop, because Korra was having trouble breathing.

They reached the statue, and found Mako and Bolin talking with a boy around Jinora's age with a hat on. He was tan with dark eyes and scruffy hair, but it fit him. She felt the blush rising to her cheeks and she averted her eyes to the ground as they approached.

"Hey Skoochy," Korra leaned against the statue, and Jinora stuck close to her side.

"Avatar Korra. Long time no see." Skoochy lifted the brim of his hat with his thumb and lookd at Jinora. "Can't you talk?"

"I can talk just fine." She snapped, and the teenagers looked at her a bit taken aback.

"Don't you know it's rude not to introduce yourself?" He teased her, and she felt her cheeks heat up even more.

"I'm Jinora."

"Skoochy." He gave her one last look before turning back to the older boys. They talked for a few more minutes and Jinora stood gripping her bag and staring at her feet. she heard him say bye, and she looked up to see him running off.

None of her friends said anything to her, but she knew they were all confused about her outburst then her continued silence. She wasn't one to be shy. She was quiet, but meeting new people never frightened her.

On the ride back she was quiet, as the others talked amongst themselves or sang along to the radio. They reached the docks and she was silent as they got on the ferry and headed back to the island. She offered them a quick thank you for taking her and she said a brief hello to her parents before heading to her room and flopping on her bed with a sigh.

Hours later, she was sitting outside staring at the city, beating herself up over how truly awkward she had been.

She was forced then to admit to herself that no matter how much she knew about history or anything else, she lacked something.

She had no knowledge of boys, or how to speak to them normally.


Most young girls are super awkward when it comes to talking to boys, I know I was. It's basically trying to talk to someone you like but want to hate at the same time.
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