Hello peoples! This is my first Avatar fanfic….actually, come to think of it, this is my very first fanfic ever! So please, no flames, though I will accept constructive criticism. Oh, and everyone say hi to my muse! holds up potato

Another person: Um, what's with the potato?

Me: This is the terrifying Potato of Doom, or just…uh, the Potato! Mwuahahahahaha! runs in a circle with potato in hand Hahahahahahaha! out of breath from running around crazily Whew, Ok, everybody; onto the story!

Chapter 1

"Ooh, everyone out of the way! Avatar's on!" I shouted as I dashed into the den. My younger brother, Bobby, rolled his eyes and muttered something about me being out of my mind, considering the fact that I had seen every episode at least seven times.

As I plopped myself down on the couch and turned the channel to Nickelodeon, I became, for the millionth time, completely enthralled in the TV.

"You're so obsessed, Christie."

"Shhhh! I want to watch my show!"

"Ugh. Sisters."

"Water. Earth. Fire. Air," I silently mouthed along with the audio narration. I had memorized the theme the very first time the show had aired on TV, but hey, who could blame me? Avatar rocked!

As the intro ended, I was extremely pleased to know that it was the Blue Spirit episode. It was my personal favorite, and I laughed out loud when the delirious Sokka threw his arms around like he was drunk and exclaimed, "Take that, youuuuu rock!"

After thirty concentrated minutes of my eyes being glued to the screen, I glanced over at the clock on the wall.

Wow, 11:30 already? Time for bed, I thought as I yawned and made for my room. Bobby was slumped against the wall, snoring. Evidently, he hadn't made it to his bed, as usual. Once it hit 9:00, my brother was out like a light, whether he was eating dinner or standing in the hall. I sighed and slung the sleeping Bobby over my shoulder. I laid him down on his bed and headed for my own room.

After slowly dragging myself in and closing the door, I slipped some loose pajamas on and hauled myself to the bed. I tossed the covers carelessly aside, hopped in, and fell asleep.

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Awwwww. Morning already? I thought as I groggily opened my eyes. My brother was pounding on the door yelling for me to open up.

"Go away. It's Sunday."

"Come on, Chris!"

"No!"

I turned over and buried my head under the covers.

"Christie, let me in!"

"Go away!"

OK. So I wasn't exactly a morning person. Sue me.

"Hmph. You're no fun!"

Finally. Peace and quiet. Listening to my brother's footsteps fade away, I pulled the covers back down and went to rub my eyes. Whoa. My hands, what happened to them? Why did they look so…..masculine? Maybe I really ought to start using that lotion Mom gave me for Christmas, I thought.

Knock knock.

"Ugh. What, Bobby?"

My brother opened the dooras he started to walk in. And stopped dead in his tracks. Bobby's eyes widened as he saw me and began to stutter. Backing away slowly, he turned and dashed out of the room, screaming.

Hmm. Wonder what's gotten into him. Maybe I look bad after a night's sleep? Bobby always did say that I look terrible after waking up, but I think this is overdoing it a little.

I leaned over and grabbed the hand mirror that I kept on my nightstand. And stared at it. What stared back was something I never expected to see. Zuko.

Well, that's the first chapter! I know it's horribly short, but it's just the beginning…. next chapter will be MUCH more interesting, I promise. Oh please, give me a break! looks back at potato Will you stop staring at me like that? potato just sits there Anyways, review or face the Potato of Doom! Mwuahahahahahaha! grabs potato and runs around, laughing maniacally Bye now!