Love, Promises and So Many Other Things

by Quirkista

Apologies for the sucky title... This is a short songfic drabble series. My first! Ranging from first hatred to first love to everything in between, this fic brings you to the far off land of Zutara. And this fic isn't in chronological order. It is disorganised chaos, a metaphor for the wonderful ship of Zutara. Now press that button, you (hopefully!) won't be disappointed.

14. Milkshake

Disclaimer: I don't own A:TLA.

Thanks to Rainproof Coyote, Geekazoid13, Perfect Disasters and PlotbunnyChariot for your reviews.

This chapter is in Katara's POV and is based on Milkshake by Kellis.

I don't know. I really don't know. How come every time I publicly humiliate myself Zuko is right there in the centre of it all, sitting in a front seat? Or he might as well be sitting in a front seat, because every time I embarrass myself he always happens to be the closest to me.

You might ask me why it bothers me so much. Well, I can tell you but if you haven't even partly guessed by now, I am sorry but I don't know how much of this story you will be able to follow.

So, I love Mean Girls. What self-respecting girl doesn't? Do you remember the scene where Regina's little sister is dancing to the music video of Milkshake and the dog is biting her mom's boob job? Of course you do.

That song is like the anthem of my embarrassment. I am very skilled at humiliating myself. If there were a college of embarrassment, I would have a PHD.

One time, I thought that I was alone in the house, so I decided to pamper myself. Face mask on my face, and towel wrapped around my head, I began to sing along to my guilty pleasure. Apparently, my robe wasn't as tied tightly as the towel, because when the door opened suddenly, my dressing gown opened and Zuko, my brother's best friend was left staring aghast at me, his jaw so wide that he could probably fit a cargo train into it. After that, he excused himself, blushing all the way; he frantically rushed out of my bedroom. I was only thirteen at the time I think.

On the second occasion, I was on an exchange trip to France. On the first night, we stayed in a gorgeous but old hotel in Paris. It is such a beautiful city! Anyway, yet again I was singing in my room. Suki and Toph, my best friends went to the foyer to order some minerals and deserts. We were in a mood to watch rom-coms and stuff our faces with chocolate.

Anyway, the mahogany door was left open. As beautiful as the door was, I couldn't help but seethe. I was extremely angry afterwards, because if only they closed the door, I wouldn't be in this situation. I was singing and shaking my ass in time to the music, which isn't embarrassing if you are alone. But I was completely unaware that I had company. When I eventually turned around, singing at the top of my voice and shaking my ass, I couldn't believe my eyes. Zuko was standing there with his friends. And then my dressing gown opened.

And then Mr Braxley came into the room, who also began to stare. Pervert. And then Zuko jumped into action and tried to cover me up by passing a towel to me. I felt immensely grateful. Yet still embarrassed.

The third and final time occurred, when my phone suddenly began to screech to life, playing the exact same tune that caused me so much embarrassment in the first place. But this time, instead of blushing and shirking away from the negative attention, I leaned towards Zuko and kissed him. If I am going down, I might as well kiss the guy I like while I am at it.

Please read and review. I will use every suggestion, but I suddenly had this irresistible need to write a chapter based on Milkshake.

Suggestions are very appreciated.