Hey peoples. I hope this chapter is to your liking. It was hard work making it; it's no fun making Aang act like he will. P.S. This chapter will be 100 times better if you have a CD of make-up/break-up songs playing in the background. "My Boo" and "We Belong Together" are perfect. You know, for effect. I don't own Avatar. I only own Samaria and her friends.

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Why would she do that? How come? She told me that she won't ever hurt me, and she did anyway! She knew! And that stupid earth bender let her! Did she even tell Haru that we were dating! Oh God, now I know why monks are supposed to stay away from girls.

Aang sat sobbing on his bed, thinking all kinds of thoughts like this. "I hate Haru. And I can't believe Katara would do this to me!" Aang said through his sobs. He sat up and looked around. It was dark now; it was way past dinner. He looked at the platter of food someone must have left for him while he was crying. It doesn't matter; I'm not hungry. He caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror. EW. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy. His cheeks were swollen and ashy with dried tears. He even had drool coming out of his mouth. Aang walked over to his wash bin. He washed his face and looked the door. I need to take a walk.

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Katara and Sokka looked up as Aang's door opened. Aang doesn't look so good, Katara thought as Aang looked at her. His gray eyes locked with hers for a moment. "Excuse me," he said, walking around them. Katara groaned.

"I ruined things, Sokka. I really did," Katara said, sobbing. He trusted me and I blew it. Instead of her brother comforting her, he scolded.

"You did," he said in a tone that he rarely used. Katara looked at him.

"It was only a friendly kiss," she said for the eighth time. Sokka stood up.

"Well, Aang didn't see it as that. You'll be lucky if your friendship is repaired with him," he said. Katara sobbed harder.

"I know. That's what I'm afraid of. That and his feelings towards me." She stood up. Sokka took his sister into his arms.

"Next time you need to think before you act. You're compassionate and caring, but you're also quick to act. Sometimes you need to slow down, Katara," he lectured.

"You sound like Gran-gran," Katara said. Sokka gave her a hug and released her.

"You know I'm right," he said, walking down the hall and into his room. Katara slumped down back on the wall. I really screwed things this time. She walked into her room and lay down, quickly falling into a deep sleep.

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Katara was surrounded by black. She frantically paced around, walking endlessly into the darkness. She sat down and sobbed.

"Katara!"

Katara looked up. A ghost-like form of Aang was standing in front of her. She jumped up in happiness. "Aang! Is that you?" She walked to the figure, but it kept getting smaller and more distant. Katara stopped, and looked at the ghost with confusion.

"Aang? Come to me," she said in a soft, scared whisper. The figure only shook its head and became more transparent.

"I can't," it said. Katara's eyes swelled up.

"Please? I won't hurt you ever again," she said. The figure came a little closer and bigger. Before Katara could reach it, however, it quickly disappeared.

"Aang! Please, come back! I need you!" She sat down and wept fiercely.

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Katara sat up. The sun was in its midday position. Groaning, Katara dragged herself out of bed and washed up. Feeling the cool water go down her back, she thought about her nightmare. I don't like that dream at all. And it felt so real. She stepped out of the tub and got dressed. She braided her hair in her usual style, and took a deep breath while looking at her reflection in the mirror. Another day; another chance. Make today mean something, she told herself. She looked at her door. I'm going to visit Aang. She walked towards the door, but noticed a bowl of fruit that had been left for her. She took an orange, peeling it, and eating it on her way to the training center.

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Last night had been horrible for him. He had gone to the garden last night; crying, thinking, wondering. He felt awful. He had never expected to feel that kind of pain. It's called heartbreak, a tiny voice had told him. Now, today, he was almost done practice. He had been training since dawn, for almost six hours, and he had managed to pick up a small chuck of earth and cause a light tremor.

"Good, Aang," King Bumi had said. "You learn quickly." Now he was almost done for the day. He didn't have to train as much, but he needed to keep his mind off of Katara. Sure, it hasn't even been a complete day, but still. Aang created a small rise in the earth before collapsing. King Bumi chuckled.

"Don't work yourself so hard," he advised. "You may go. Get some rest." Bumi left and Aang laid down on the ground for a few more minutes before getting up. He frowned when he noticed Katara. I can't avoid her forever. But I don't have to talk to her just yet. Aang forced himself to walk past her, even saying hi. Katara smiled weakly. She acts like she is happy to see me. Shouldn't she be somewhere with Haru? he thought bitterly.

He stopped when he got outside to gather his breath. Looking around he saw a group of girls. He smiled like a devil. What better way to get my mind off of Katara: other girls. He strolled over to them. They stopped talking to each other to look at him.

"Aren't you the Avatar?" one asked. Aang looked at her. Not bad looking. She had curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. She had a sprinkling of freckles on her tan skin. She wore the ordinary Earth Kingdom clothes for a girl: a green and brown dress. The girl and her friends noticed that Aang was checking her out.

"Yea, I am. I'm here to learn-

"Earth bending," she finished for him. She smiled at him.

"I'm Samaria." Samaria extended her hand Aang shook it. Don't get too close to me, Samaria. He silently told her. Nobody likes the rebound guy, Aang nearly screamed out in frustration. His mood changed. I need to get over Katara; I need to spend some time with other girls. He nearly slapped himself at the last thought. Gosh! I can't decide! To turn my back on Katara or stay true to her?

"Soooo, Aang? Do you want to hang out with us?" Samaria said, twirling a piece of her hair and batting her eyelashes. Aang noticed her flirting. Two can play that game. He took a step closer to her and gently whispered to her, "Sure. I have all afternoon." Samaria giggled and took his arm gently, steering him to her friends.

"This is Kira, Lena, Ryla, and Eboni," she said, introducing each of her companions to Aang. Aang waved and cursed the blush that came on his face. Damn, these are some pretty girls. His face darkened with his emotions. Why can't I keep these thoughts in control? (A/N: Oh Aang, welcome to the world of to-cheat-or-not-to-cheat) Samaria noticed his mood.

"Is everything okay?" she said. Aang looked down into her attractive face. She just had to be nice. Why couldn't she be ugly and mean? Then these feelings wouldn't be so hard to control. He gave her his familiar smile.

"I'm fine." The two started to talk to the other girls, and Aang quickly lost himself in a good time.

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Katara had followed a distance behind Aang. She had also noticed the group of girls. And she had noticed that Aang was heading towards them. I don't like this. But Aang wouldn't do this to me. She had to stop and remember the last time she misjudged Aang. Or maybe he would, she thought worriedly. She had followed him, staying a distance away, but not too far away that she couldn't hear what was going on.

I don't like that Samaria. She noticed how Samaria flirted with her Aang; how she oh-so-subtly touched Aang on his arm and she couldn't help but noticed that Samaria and her friends were pretty. Damn.

She sat down near an old bunch of cargo baskets, leaning back and watching Aang talk and have fun with the girls. It was late afternoon when she heard something she didn't like.

"So Aang, do you want to walk with me for a while?" Samaria asked. She was standing with her weight on one leg, with her hand on her hip and head tilted to the side. Katara bitterly admitted to herself that the stance made Samaria that much more attractive. No surprise, she thought with a heavy heart as Aang accepted. She ducked behind the baskets as Aang and Samaria walked past.

She once again quietly followed Aang, but this time she stayed more alert.

"So Aang…"

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"…do you have a girlfriend?" Samaria asked Aang. He looked down at her. He thought sarcastically, I don't know. Maybe you should tell me. Aang quickly stopped himself. She has been nothing but nice to me all afternoon. He looked down at her hand on his hand. A little too friendly.

"But I don't care."

"What was that, Aang?" Samaria looked up at him expectantly. Aang blushed.

"Oh, um, I do, but I'm not really sure anymore." Aang and Samaria sat down at him. Her deep brown eyes looked like they could see right through him. She is just like Katara in the way that she can see right through me. Aang remembered the conversations he had had with the girl beside him. She had seemed to understand him when he told her about his duties as the Avatar.

"What do you mean by that? You can tell me," Samaria pressed. She really wants to know.

"Well, I do, but she kind of got involved with someone else, and I caught her doing it." Aang had to keep himself from bursting into tears. I don't want to cry anymore.

Samaria giggled. Aang glared at her. She quickly stopped.

"I didn't mean to laugh. It's just that you are so nice, and you seem so caring. I can't imagine anyone doing that to you." She ran her hand along Aang's back. Aang let her.

"Yea, well, it happens." He looked at Samaria. There she is. Take her while you can get her. That same voice told him something, while another one said the exact opposite. Get away. Things aren't over with Katara. Don't get there.

"It shouldn't. Nobody should go through with that kind of pain you must have gone through." Samaria smiled at him and leaned in a little closer to Aang.

Aang gave her a weak smile. There he goes again with that mind-reading. How the hell does she do it? "Thanks, Samaria. You have been so good to me today."

Samaria smiled. "You're welcome." The two young teens leaned into each other. Their foreheads touched before Aang noticed Katara standing in front of him.

"I'm sorry!" she yelled, crying at the sight before her.

"I can't do this," he whispered in a pained voice. He felt Samaria's hand fall from his arm. He ran past Katara.

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Wow, that took a lot a bravery to write. Aang and Katara have some serious issues. I can't wait for the next chapter. I'm sure that you can't either. Stay tuned!