Zuko pushed his way through the crowd to get to the punch dish, and on his way there he spotted a row of chairs against the wall. And much to his surprise he found Celeste sitting in one of the chairs! He walked over to her. She looked stunning. She was in white dress with a black drape top that went half way down her dress that dusted the floor lightly. Her hair was up in a perfect bun with white pearls in it and a single curl hanging free in front of her face. Zuko walked up to her and cleared his throat in his fist and then shoved his hands in his pockets. "Hey Celeste." He said. She looked up at him, but instead of a smile there was a frown.

"Hi Zuko." She spoke up softly. Then she turned away again. She was playing with her dress, rubbing it between her fingers. He could tell right away that she was sad.

"So…where's Rue?" he asked. Celeste scoffed.

"Who knows." And then her cell phone from in her matching purse rang. She answered it and covered her other ear. "Hello?...Oh, hi Rue…where are you?...What? Why?" she sounded distressed. Zuko listened. "But why?...Oh, I get it. So it's like that, is it?...Fine, bye." And she hung up and put her cell back into her purse.

"What did he say?" Zuko asked. Celeste had tears in her eyes.

"He said he's not coming!" and she broke down into tears and ran away from Zuko! Zuko watched as the broken girl fled into the bathroom across the room from him. He stood there for a little bit, not knowing what to do. He had never seen Celeste cry until now. He thought about the image he had seen. How could a girl look so pretty with tears running down her face? But he was more so angry at the moment. Who on earth could stand up Celeste? Sokka and Suki walked up to Zuko.

"Where did Celeste go? Her CD's are selling like crazy!" Sokka said.

"Yeah, Zula already sold fifteen of them." Suki came in. "Where is she?"

"She's in the bathroom." Zuko answered.

"Is she okay?" Aang asked as he and Katara walked up. Zuko shook his head.

"What happened?" Katara asked.

"Rue stood her up. He said he wasn't coming." Zuko told them.

"Poor Celeste." Suki spoke again.

"C'mon, let's go talk to her." Katara said and she and Suki walked away from the boys.

"Rue is such a jerk!" Sokka said. Zuko could only agree. At the moment he wanted to meet Rue…and show him a thing or two. How dare he hurt Celeste's feelings. She didn't deserve it.

"Celeste?" Katara called as she and Suki entered the girls' restroom. "You in here?" Celeste stepped out of a stall with a wad of tissue her hand. Her eyes were red and still dripping tears.

"Hi guys." She said and she walked up to the sink and looked in the mirror.

"Are you okay?" Suki asked.

"I'm fine. Just a little upset." Celeste replied. Katara placed a hand on Celeste's shoulder.

"We heard about what Rue did." Katara said. Celeste sniffled.

"He promised me he'd show up." Celeste informed them. "But he said he had better things to do." And she sniffled again. "That means I came here for nothing."

"That's not true." Katara tried to comfort her.

"Yeah, Zula already sold fifteen CD's of yours." Suki came in. "People love your music."

"I came here to have a good time. Instead I got stood up. I might as well go home."

"No, don't go yet." Suki begged. "Besides, Zuko is here:

"Zuko?" Celeste stopped crying and looked at them, confused.

"Dance with him. I'll bet he really wants to dance with you. He came here just for you." Katara told Celeste.

"Zuko really did that?" and Katara nodded. Celeste sniffled one last time and smiled.

"Well…alright."

Zuko stood in the back of the gym, leaning in against a wall with his arms crossed, watching everybody dance together. He knew he would have to face it sometime. Watching them dance made him feel left out, and he expected it so it didn't hurt too much. But it still burned. Once again, out of curiosity he placed one hand over his scar and stayed like that for a few moments. Celeste made her was through the crowded dance floor and up to him. Her nose still red but her spirit noticeably lifted. "Forget it," she started, "You look just as good with it as you would without it." And she stopped in front of him and he removed his hand and put it in his pocket, "Everybody here is hiding something. Be proud that you're showing what's bothering you." Zuko just looked at her for a moment.

"Are you alright?" He asked her. She shrugged.

"I'm doing better." And then there was silence between the two teenagers. "Uh, if you haven't noticed, we're both dateless." Zuko smiled.

"Then it would only be right if we danced." He said and Celeste chuckled.

"I was thinking the same thing." She said and Zuko took her hand in his and they walked out to the dance floor.

The feeling he got from having her hand in his was amazing. He had to control his smiling, and his palms grew sweaty. Even more so he had butterflies in his stomach and his heart ringing in his head. A slow song came on and all the couples secluded themselves from the group of people and began to dance. "I'll Be Home For Christmas" by Vanessa Williams came on and played throughout the room. Aang and Katara joined up and began to dance as Aang's face turned red from blushing. Sokka and Suki walked out to the dance floor together and began to dance. Zuko placed his hands on Celeste's waist, which was a bit skinnier than he expected. He looked at her a bit surprised, Aang was right, she really should eat more. But then Celeste placed her hands on his shoulders and they began to slow dance and he forgot all about it.

Zuko was in heaven as they swayed back and forth together. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Zula and her boyfriend, whom he had no interest in meeting, dancing together. He wanted to make sure he was doing everything right. This was his first slow dance and he wanted to make sure he was doing it right. "Relax," Celeste said, "You're tense."

"Sorry."

"You're doing fine." She reassured him, as if she could read his mind. This girl was amazing to him. She knew almost everything about him just by looking, and he knew she could read him like a book. It was to some level embarrassing, but relieving because he wouldn't have to explain himself all the time. It seemed like nothing could be wrong with her. She rested her head on his shoulder and he was nervous at first, but then he smiled and held her close as they continued to dance. "I'm glad you showed up, Zuko."