Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING MENTIONED IN THIS STORY, INCLUDING AVATAR AND TRISTAR! I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS AND MY PLOT! ARHGG! ALSO, I DO NOT OWN THE SAYING "ZUKO NEEDS TO GET THE PENCIL OUT OF HIS BUTT AND HAVE A GOOD TIME" I AM BORROWING THAT FROM LIN13 FOR THE EVENING!

Ok, the party's still raving, and this chapter is VERY important to the plot. It kinda ties every thing together that I've mentioned so far. It's so important, that I cannot even begin to explain, and unlike the last chapter, I'll have reviews/comments at the beginning; since the end is party clean up. But this time, Kabby can't come to the "Phone" and so I have to do all the responding myself. She's in the middle of a dance-off. So, this time my words will be underlined, not Kabby's. So here they are early! And even if you didn't review for chapter 9 yet, but did review for chapter 8, you're still here. So, on with the reviews!

Lin13- Thanks, and I will try to do more stuff like that since you liked it so much. I'm thinking my birthday next since it's in a week and a half. What do you all think? And about Kabby, I can't say anything about that yet, but you'll find out at the very end of the chapter…DON'T SCROLL DOWN NOW! You won't get the chapter if you do. Your last comment about the pencil made my day thank you! Hope you enjoy the rest of the party! Oh, and I'm also using your "pencil in the butt" thing if you do not mind.

FireGurl107- I'm also a Zuko-obsessed freak-o-nature at times as well. ZUKO FAN MOB! Ya, I'm very hyper off water right now, go fig, but ya. The Avatar Music Vid, I know absolutely nothing about, in fact I would still be clueless if you hadn't mentioned anything, so…WHERE DO YOU SEE IT? lol Hope you enjoy the rest of the party!

Elf of rohan- My friends always stare at me crazy like, because I'm always random! Yea, randomness!

SeethingxShadows- Wow! Long one, thanks! I am a fish in high school, and we WON! I think it was the first game in the season that we won. I don't think I told you or any of you this, but our team's so bad that I think we lost to a team that hasn't won in two years, so it was pretty big last night. I believe you about the dances, but I'm not going, maybe next year. I just think it's a waste of money, plus the guy I want to go with is taking his GF, so ya. I like the Speedo idea…hehehe. MY LIPS ARE SEALED ABOUT HER DAD. You will find out just like everyone else at the end of the chapter, but please don't scroll down, or you might not comprehend the chapter. Iroh's never drunk on any of the other stories, so I made him drunk this time, I mean he's only human right? Well, I'm not really afraid of the water, but of fish, and things I cannot see into.

Hope every one enjoys's the party! (from both dragon and Kabby)

The party is still in my POV, the author's, and the story is too, so I'll just tell you that now. Party time again! And what's a party without a little romance? Hehehe.

We had all collapsed on the floor, tired of dancing and pillow fights, when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" I said, clambering up and accidentally squishing Kazia and Star in the process, but everyone laughed anyway. I ran to the door and looked through the window. There was a bubble that welled up inside of me. "Hold on!" I called, and the person on the other side of the door said, "OK."

I went to the mirror across the hallway from the door, and looked into the mirror at my disastrous hair. On the way back to the door, I noticed everyone sitting up either curious about what was going on, or smiling widely at me. I looked at them right back.

"Who is it?" Elenea asked slyly.

"None 'yo bi'ness" I said both cool-like and slyly back, and everyone giggled.

"It's her boyfriend!" Kabby said, and everyone said, "Ooooh!" I glared at them even more, Kabby mostly, and then someone yelling through the door jerked me out of my "kitty fight".

"Hey, is anyone in there?" they asked.

"Oh!" I said, and ran for the door and opened it to my crush's face. I blushed a deep crimson.

"Two pepperoni's and one half cheese, half sausage. That'll be…$31.70, please." The boy put on a smile as he said this.

"Here you go Sean. Thank you." I said handing him the money and him handing me the pizzas.

"No, thank you." He said as he bowed and left into the night. I closed the door behind me, and put my back against it, sighing and staring into space, in my own little world. All of a sudden, I heard someone cough in front of me. I "woke up" and looked through the house to where I heard the noise. All the girls (?) were now sitting up, fully alert, and smiling widely, knowingly.

"What? He's just a friend!" and we all squealed and laughed.

I set out the plates and the pizza about 5 minutes later, and about 5 seconds after I said, "Dinner's ready!" all the pizza was almost gone. I shrugged, and got me two slices, then went into the den and sat in front of the giant TV, and began to eat my pizza while the Movie began playing.

A deep male's voice sounded out through the audience one more, "Tristar and o-dragon present to you Chapter 10, Journal Entries!" and everyone cheered again.

Chapter 10-Journal Entries

Kabira had gotten out her journal to write in it, just like she did every birthday, and amazingly enough, without listening to her ipod. Her father had given this leather-covered book to her when she turned 9, now 7 years ago. She sighed as she took it out of her bp.

As soon as she had changed into her nightclothes, she had dragged her bp to the side of the bed and collapsed on the ships, now her, mattress. But now, she was lying on her stomach, her legs in the air just like a normal teen, lying sideways on her bed, so that her head was the closest to the backpack.

She took out her blue-feathered pen once she had gotten her journal out and ran a hand over it. She remembered the day that she'd gotten it. Her father had given it to her after all of her friends had left from her birthday party, and she had been sitting on his lap. She had thought of it as a lousy gift for a 9 year-old at the time, especially for one who couldn't keep up with one, but now it was her most prized possession.

She opened the front cover, with the only light to see by was a candle across the room on her desk and a candle near the head of her bed, the fire flickering evilly on the brownish, lined paper. The song Broken, by Seether playing over and over in her mind.

Kabby looked at the inside of the cover and it had a note there, in blue ink, just like the pen that she used to write in it with, but this note came from a different pen. In a very loopy handwriting, and a little worn from age, it said this:

To Kabira, My wonderful daughter, Your father.

She had read and reread it thousands of times when she was younger, not wanting to believe the truth, to reassure her that he loved her, but nowhere on it did it say, "I love you".

As she looked at it, she remembered the vow that she'd made to herself when this book was given to her. So that she wouldn't run out of space so fast, she'd only write in it on special occasions, funny times, or when she just needed to write, but always on her birthday. And so because of this, she still had a little more than half the book to fill in. She began to flip slowly through the pages, stopping every once in a while just to read some of her old entries.

September 16, 1996

Dearest Journal,

Today was wonderful! First, Daddy took me and my friends to the movies to see The Little Mermaid, and then, he took us home and we had cake and ice cream and a Piñata! I haven't had one of those since Mother died. Can you believe that it's been almost 4 years? I can barely remember her, but I remember her voice when she used to sing me to sleep. It was soft, like heaven, is what Daddy says. Daddy was the one who gave you to me. That was my only gift from him this year, but even though I can't keep a diary for nothing, I will try this time. I've tried before, but I stink at it. I have to go to bed now, otherwise Daddy will get angry. Goodnight, Kabira

Her handwriting wasn't perfect, but she was only nine at the time, and she had tried to use cursive on her name, but all it looked like was a mess. She remembered when that had looked good to her. She smiled, but with a tear rolling down her face. That'd been her first entry, exactly 7 years ago today.

She kept flipping, occasionally landing upon a picture or two that she'd gotten from her past, and so she had taped it onto a page. Soon, she came upon a page filled, front and back, with pictures of her and her father. She started looking at them, and came across one that was her favorite. Even though she was 16 now, she felt like she was 10 when she looked through her journal pages.

The picture was of her and her dad in front of the Magic Castle (?) at Walt Disney World when she was 5. That was the same year her mother had died. She remembered it well. Her father picked her up from kinder one day, and told her to pack her things. It must not've even been 6 months after her mother's death that he did this. The young girl kept asking why, but the only response was, "Later." By the time they were on the plane, she found out that he needed a vacation so they were going to WDW, but now, looking back, she realized that he was running, as he always did when he was scared or tired of his life. They had spent about a week there. The picture was of her in her bright pink skirt and striped pink tee, and she was wearing Mickey Mouse ears. She was hugging her Dad's waist. Her father was just looking at the camera blankly, no smile, while Kabira's face was lit up with happiness, but his showed only sadness.

He had brown, thick hair, and a small beard with a mustache attached, plus round, big glasses. That day, he was wearing a blue shirt, and khaki pants. The day and sky were perfect, but the family was not.

She kept flipping, upset at herself at lingering too long on that one photo. That's the past, not now. She thought; it was true, but it didn't seem like it just yet.

July 18, 2001

Dearest Journal,

Today, Cadee did the dumbest thing! I put some of the Lake's water in a bottle, left the label on, and she drank the entire bottle! Once she had drunken all of it, I told her what it was, and she cried for almost 2 hours! Mom finally told her that if she kept it up that she wouldn't have a birthday that year. She was about 3 then, so she believed it. Of course, I'm grounded now, but while Mom was scolding me, she even cracked a smile, so I know that she thought it was funny as well. HA! I had to do that!

Pavan almost drowned me today, again. Not unusual, but the usual yelling match began, and so…Sometimes, I wish that these things weren't taken so seriously! I mean it WAS an accident, right? Kabira

There were quite a few after that, that made Kabby laugh so hard that tears of joy and laughter were streaming down her face. She finally came to a blank page, and began writing:

September 16, 2005

Dearest Journal,

Today was my 16th birthday, and I got to spend it with complete strangers that I know so well, in the Avatar World! It has now been 7 years since I got you, and I've filled you with wonderful moments, but now, just like every other birthday journal entry, I must once again tell of my wondrous adventure today.

It started out crummy, because of a dream I had last night. A dream with Pavan and Cadee in it. Pavan was in robes, but Cadee was not. And as soon as I woke up, I realized what it meant: Pavan is dead. He said to stay here to be safe. Safe from what! This I do not know, but at least I know that Cadee, the little light bulb of joy, is all right and she is breathing and living. I know this because my mother came to me in a dream like this before where she was wearing robes like Pavan, but my father was there as well, but he was wearing normal clothes. The next day when I woke up, we got a call from the hospital saying that my mom had passed away during the night, but my father had answered the phone so that's how I knew that he was all right. That's the only time I've gotten a dream like that before, and I'm sorry that this is the first I've ever mentioned of it, but I have never thought of it before now.

Anyway, today, I lived the day to the fullest extent, and I ticked Zuko off (the hotty I mentioned earlier in a journal entry, about 6 months ago, when the show first came on) in the process, so that's always good. Iroh decided to throw a Music Night in my honor, and I got up there and sang my favorite songs, and one of my absolute favorites of all time at the end. I can just relate so much to that one…(sigh)

Zuko didn't even join in the fun! He seriously needs to lighten up, and get the pencil out of his butt and have a good time! He is soooo cute! I wonder if he likes me too? I like ticking him off, it's so much fun, but I always keep in mind to treat him kindly.

The men had gotten drunk 30 minutes into the Night, and I was ticked off at that point, but I held it in anyway. After the night, I went onto the deck, and the headlights that I see so much in my sleep, bothered me again and my voice from 7 years ago haunted me again, and so now I'm writing in you, again.

Oh! I almost forgot dinner! It was absolutely wonderful! The cook actually served something that didn't have fish in it! YESSSS! I didn't want to know what it was though, because if I found out, I might have lost my appetight! I'm such a mess! Haha.

For dessert, though, we had a cake-like thing, or a pie-like thing, or a mix of both, I couldn't tell you for sure though, because the guy has such a thick accent. No doubt a Fire Nation accent.

Iroh said, "Make a wish" once it was set in front of me. All the crew was crowded around me, the light flickering off their faces, and I looked into all of their faces before looking down at the dessert and closing my eyes. I thought of all that I could possibly want in my life at that moment…to get home, for everyone to be safe, all my family to be healthy, for my dream to be wrong about Pavan…but I settled on something finally.

Just like on every other birthday, when I made that wish, I said in my mind, "I wish my father hadn't abandoned me." Kabira

Everybody started to cry out when the movie ended, begging me for more, but I said that I couldn't. Not yet anyway.

I looked over at Kabira, to find her absolutely dry-eyed, and talking to Lin, Lady, and Shadows. "Thank goodness!" I sighed. When we had actually watched the movie at the premiere, even though she was the main character, and had had to go through it when we filmed it, she had cried, and so I was ready to help her this time if she was crying again.

"Ok, everybody, who wants cake?" I yelled over all the angry and disappointed cries directed at me.

"With ice cream?" Elf asked eagerly.

"Yes, with ice cream!" I responded. She was the first one into the kitchen, and once she was there, every one else followed and acted like I hadn't just left them hanging, and let them down. I sighed a sigh of relief, and then followed them in there.

After Kabira had made a wish, the cake lasted less than the Pizza had. About 2 seconds! It was a cherry cake with chocolate icing and vanilla ice cream…Kabby's favorite. And apparently, it was everyone else's too.

After the cake, we got to open presents, which consisted of some beautiful ones (tell me in your review what you wanted to give her if anything at all, and I'll incorporate that somehow into the next chapter!), and then all the guests had to leave, much to everyone's displeasure. But, I promised we could do it again soon. Once everyone was gone, Kabby disappeared somewhere, and I turned away from the door, and looked at the mess awaiting my clean up.

"KABIRA!" I yelled at her to get down here and help me clean it all up, but she was nowhere to be found when I looked for her, so I started by myself.

I hope you all enjoyed the PARTY! WHOOO! And mine party will be in a few weeks: to a trip to the mall! Yay! But I'll tell you when to review to be invited to it, so don't worry! I'll probably have to post chapter 11 next Friday, because of stupid homework tomorrow, so have fun with this one!

Thanks for reading! You now have read 50 pages in total. Thank you for that and for reading it and for reviewing for it at all.

Brought to you by Kabira, the lovely reviewers for this story, I thank you the most, Prince Zuko's ship and crew, the maker's of Avatar, for we couldn't do this without you! And of course, the writer, o-dragon.