The "New" Me

Chapter 12: Shopping

Disclaimer: Sooo...my robot isn't here due to the fact that he is having too many moodswings

so I'm having him modified in order to keep that incheck.

But until he's fixed...

I have my... tape recorder!. It does the work for me without me having to do anything!

crackles "Songbird300038 doesn't own Avatar: T.L.A." crackels and fizzes to a stop

XD

Smellerbee's POV

Where could she be I wondered as I wandered throughout the Market place.

She said She'd meet me at this booth after breakfast .

I sat down on the bench neighboring the stand of hats and waited.

It will be two hours in about... I looked at he sun's position and calculated it to be in a few minutes.

There were times when being a freedom fighter became in hand, even though I though I had left that life behind a few years back.

I never forgot my fascination with being strong, of being able to hold a sword or knife with confidence.

I smiled as I thought of the weapons training and exercise I had received.

That's the reason I was attracted to the Armory and Weapons surplus.

Not only did they have more weapons than I had seen in my life, but also they provided minor training in order to be able to demonstrate some of the weapons on a training ground they had in the outer ring.

I sighed. Why is it so hard to be independent and strong, and yet be beautiful at the same time as practical?

Katara was going to have her work cut out for her.

Just then I heard someone call my name.

I whiled around in hope of it being Katara, but my face fell slightly in seeing that is was only Longshot..

"What are you doing?" He asked raising his eyebrow.

"At this time, nothing." Trying to keep a nonchalant attitude even though my heart was starting to flutter.

"Can I join you in your doing of nothing?" He asked grinning sort of shyly.

I was extremely tempted to take him up on his offer but I had to decline seeing Katara coming in the distance.

'I'm sorry, but no"

"Oh, I understand" He said slowly. I could tell that he was hurt.

"But I can take a raincheck" I said, trying to make him and myself feel better about what I had just done to his poor heart.

"Okay, how about tomorrow?" He asked a lot less hurt and more hopefull

I smiled "Sure, sounds good" I said as I moved my longer hair from my face.

Then He got up and walked away with a smile on his face.

But Meanwhile...

Katara's POV

I Walked through the market place as fast as I could without hitting anyone.

I knew I was late and I didn't want Smellerbee to leave thinking I stood her up.

"Oh, Excuse me" I said to a lady I had just bumped into.

I looked up and saw someone sitting on a bench. It was Smellerbee, but she wasn't alone.

I saw her smile and I could tell that she had something going on for him, even though I could also tell she was trying her best to hide it.

I saw him look down , he looked as if he was hurt. Then I recognized his face, Longshot.

I smiled. I knew that he liked her.

She bit her lip and said something else that I couldn't hear.

He looked up and smiled.

They talked for a minute and then he got up and turned around. He had a grin on his face.

I stifled a giggle and smiled, then kept walking toward her as he turned the corner.

"Hey, you ready Smellerbee?" I asked as I approached.

"Sure," She replied. "Oh, and call me Bee."

"Kay, Bee" I said.

Bee's POV

I was in the dressing room waiting for Katara to change her mind about the outfit she gave me.

"I am not wearing this!" I said firmly.

"Yes you will," I heard her say from the other side of the door. "You asked for my help so you are going to get it whether you like it or not!" I heard her stomp her foot.

I groaned in protest, but I changed into the outfit anyway.

I came out of the dressing room with a blue blouse that was embroidered with flowers on the neck and has a lace fringe. The pants – which were capris – were beige and tied around about 2 to 3 inches under my knee.

My shoes were cork sandals with a slight heel.

I groaned uncomfortably.

"Aww, you look so-" She began but I didn't let her finish

"Don't. You. Dare. Say it." I seethed through my teeth.

She grinned crookedly and suppressed a chuckle.

"You can't possibly expect me to be able to sell weapons and armor, dressed like...this" I said looking down at the flowers and lace.

Katara sighed.

"Fine" She said walking back to the shirt aisles.

The next thing she brought was a burgundy low cut v-neck top and a pair of denim capris.

"You really insist on the capris, don't you" I said, raising my eyebrows.

"Yes, I do" She said, smiling so sweetly it kinda creeped me out.

Just then, an awesome pair of hip hugging cargo pants caught my eye.

I practically drooled over them.

"Find me something to math this" I commanded, thrusting the pants into her hands.

She contemplated them and briskly walked to some shirts and gave them to me.

"Go" She said pointing to the dressing rooms.

I smiled - almost giggled - as I ran through the door and slammed it behind me in the rush.

I came out a few seconds later with the pants on and a shirt that was almost identical to the burgundy one, except it was green.

I was beaming!

This, I could get used to... I thought.

I went back in and tried on one of the other shirts that she had given me.

Actually, it was a tank top. A black one, I loved it immediately.

It also had black lace on the low cut neck line and on the hem, and it just looked sexy.

She also gave me a long brown peasant skirt.

I tried it on and I liked it too.

I grinned.

Yay...wait, where did that come from?

End of Chapter 12

Sooooo sorry.

I had the BIGGEST case of writers block and I decided to take a break and work on an RP with my friend

so yeah.

I'm back and I hope you liked this chappie

cowers Please don't kill me!