OMG Nothin' like my normal writing...LOL Anywho, hope you enjoy!

And oh yeah... -grumbles- Don't own Avatar...yeah, yeah...only own everyone but Appa, Aang, Gyatso, and Momo...whatever...NOW LEAVE MY SIGHT! BWAHAHA! -takes out a bowl of ramen- FEAR THE WRATH OF THE RAMEN!

Gyatso placed his hand on Aang's shoulder. Aang turned around, bowing slightly. Gyatso smiled.

"Aang, I understand that it's going very well with the older boys…?" Gyatso raised his eyebrows.

Aang shrugged. "Chun is…irritating…"

Gyatso laughed. "Chun? As always…"

Aang smiled back. "I'm going to go play some airball, now, during break…" Gyatso nodded. Watching Aang run off down the steep cliff, he called, "You only have twenty minutes left before the next practice in the courtyard!" But he wasn't sure Aang had heard.

Leaping up to a pole on the deserted airball court, he sighed. The break he was on was for the older boys…none of the boys he used to play airball with were out yet. They were all in the courtyard, practicing their airbending moves.

Slumping on the pole, he sighed again. This was boring. Now what should he do the rest of break?

"Hi, Aang!"

Looking down, startled, Aang found a young girl—his age—gazing up and waving from the ground below. Cocking an eyebrow, he tried to figure who it was.

"Yin!" His face lit up with recognition, breaking into a grin. "What are you doing?"

Yin smiled, leaping up to a pole next to him. "The women on the other side have agreed with the monks: we should be allowed to co-exist, not be separated."

Aang smiled back, looking away. Stop smiling, Yin! Dang…why did he feel this way…? He'd have to ask the other boys…

"What's the matter…?" Yin asked, her smile fading. She dangled her legs over the side of the pole, watching Aang intently.

"N-nothing…" Aang managed, standing up. "Want to play some airball with me?"

Yin jumped up, once again happy. "Sure! I was hoping you'd ask!" Jumping from pole to pole she positioned herself on the other end of the court.

"Bring it on!" Her voice was carried across to him by the wind. Aang grinned, taking the ball, and spinning it around above his open palm. Throwing it in the air, spinning around on the pole, he kicked it forcefully across the court to Yin.

Yin blocked it with a fierce breath and then spun around, sending the ball flying back towards Aang. Hopping to a different pole, Aang kicked at it, blocking a point for Yin. He could hear her laughing loudly as he landed, jumping back to his normal pole. Grinning, he watched as she leaped to block the ball, her effort futile, and the ball soared through the goal. She landed with a wobble on the pole, smiling weakly.

"Seven points for you, Aang!" she cried. Aang grinned wider.

"Hey, you did pretty good, too," he replied. Her face seemed to light up a bit.

"Really? Because Jing and Tai say I don't play so well…" She seemed disappointed and yet jovial. Aang nodded.

"Really good!" Landing on the ground, he hurried over to the pole she stood on. She crouched, looking down at him.

"You know Aang…" she started, her eyes looking every which way, her hands fidgeting with her shirt. Finally her gaze found him, locked on him, and she established her voice. "I've always meant to tell you…I really…like you…"

Aang's smile faded. He could feel his face burning. Why did he feel so sick all of a sudden? Oh, yes, he'd have to talk to the others. She blushed, landed beside him, and took off running, disappearing up the cliff. Aang stood, watching where she had been. His mind kept playing over and over her words. I really like you…I really like you…I really like you…

Did he feel the same way towards her? Chun had better not find out about this…Yu would know exactly what to do.

Chun...is irritating.

MWAHAHA! FEAR THE WRATH OF THE RAMEN'S STEAM! BWAAAAAAAAAHAHA!