Enter: The World of Aang

Chapter 7: Does Sokka love me?

"Hey Katara," I greeted. She smiled. "Mind if I talk to you for a minute?"

"Not at all," Katara said happily. I took her by the arm and lead her away from the boys. Once out of their hearing range, we stopped. "What's up? Is everything alright?" She asked.

"Everything is fine," I chuckled. "But… I was sort of curious."

"Of what?"

"Since you've been living with guys for a while, I just wanted to ask you if you knew what they liked. I mean, what they're interested in; such as food, clothes, or weapons? Preferably, what Sokka likes?"

"Well… Sokka likes boomerangs and swords. Why do you want to know?" Katara asked.

"You see," blushing, I covered my face and laughed, "I think I kind of like him, and I thought it would be nice to show him by giving him something..." I responded quietly.

From up above, a voice rang, "Jennifer likes Sokka?" Katara and I looked up to see Aang hanging upside down from a tree branch. Being spotted caught him off guard and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Katara placed her hands on her hips and glared at the young airbender. "What were you doing?" She asked. Aang shrugged.

"I was just a little curious," he looked up at her with a pouty face.

I sighed. "You can't just be poking in on other people's business, though."

"Sorry guys," he apologized. "Do you forgive me?" Katara got down on her knees and pulled Aang into a hug.

"Of course we do," she smiled. Looking at them like that, I couldn't help but smile. They were such a cute couple. Anybody who saw them together wouldn't be able to go without either smiling or 'aww'ing.

After a few moments, I cleared my throat. "Ahem!" The pair looked at me with childish grins on their faces. "Sorry to interrupt things," I giggled. "I'll just leave you two lovebirds alone. Buh-bye!" And with that, I went back over to Sokka and sat down next to him by the camp fire.

"Don't they make a cute couple?" I asked once I had settled down. Looking back over at them, Aang had just kissed Katara on the cheek, and she was beaming. Watching them like that, a small tear formed in my eye and rolled down my cheek.

"What's wrong?" Sokka asked watching me wipe away my tears.

"Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking about a few things, that's all. Like…" Before I could say anything more, I winced. A large twinge of pain shot into my head and took over my thoughts. I brought a hand up and placed it over the throbbing bump.

Sokka's eyes grew wide. "Jennifer! Are you okay?"

"Sokka… I'm fine. I just tripped, that's all." I tried to assure him, but that didn't work. He took my hand away from my head to examine me.

"No, you're not fine," he said, concerned. "It looks like your wounds are getting infected."

"They're not," I argued, standing up. "I told you already, I'm just fi—" Dizziness blurred my vision for a moment. The head rush swirled around my mind. "—Whoa." Blinking a few times, I sat back down.

A comforting arm wrapped itself around my shoulders. "Hey, what's wrong?" The voice was soft and faded. "Jennifer?" More voices were speaking, but they were slurring together into something inaudible. So, unable to do anything, I sat there and stared ahead.

"Come on, this will help her."

"What's happening?"

"Her temperature is spiking. We have to break it."

"I sure hope she'll be okay."

Next thing I knew, my body was being slipped into something warm. My vision snapped back, and I found myself in a hot spring. I looked around and saw my clothes in a heap at the far end, then over at Katara to see her staring back at me with a worried look. She kept a firm grip on my arm to make sure I wouldn't slide in too far and harm myself on accident.

"I think I'm fine now," I finally broke the silence.

"Well… Alright. Just try to be careful, okay?" And with that, Katara stood up and slowly left, glancing back at me occasionally just to make sure. I smiled and waved at her as she left to assure her that I was well enough to be left alone.

Although I wasn't completely alone—a certain meat-loving boy was hiding in the bushes, watching me with his face resting in the palms of his hands. Silent sighs left his lips every now and then, while concern was obviously showing on his face. If I weren't undressed and he wasn't hiding, this would be such a cute scene. But that's not the case, so…

"Sokka? What are you doing in there?"