Enter: The World of Aang
Chapter 17: Jet
Sokka was staring at me funny. "…Sokka…?" I asked uneasily. He was mostly staring at my… breasts. "SOKKA! YOU PERVERT! STOP STARING THERE!" I said while covering my exposed chest with one hand, and slapping him with the other. He snapped out of it.
"HEY! I WASN"T LOOKING AT THAT!" Sokka protested. I glared at him.
"THEN WHAT WERE YOU!" I yelled.
"NOTHING!" He yelled back.
"NOTHING MY BUTT!"
"IT WAS NOTHING!"
"STOP LYING TO ME!"
"I'M NOT LYING!"
"WELL THEN, WHY WERE YOU STARING AT MY BREASTS!"
"I WASN'T!"
"Uh, guys?" Aang was riding Appa and heard it all!
"WHAT!" We asked/yelled together. Then we looked at each other then gasped.
"Did you hear the whole thing?" I asked nervous. Aang popped his up.
"Uh huh." He said. I was blushing. A 12-year-old avatar did not need to hear that. I scratched behind my head.
"Don't worry. I won't tell Katara about this." He said plainly, obviously bored. I didn't really care if he told her, but it would kinda be best if he didn't, so Katara wouldn't freak out. I went up and hugged Aang.
"Thankies!" I said. I'm not quite sure how, but Aang returned the hug. I went back to Appa's saddle only to be greeted by a hug from Sokka.
"Hey! I don't wanna feel left out!" He screeched. I laughed and returned his nice, warm embrace. I mean, come on! I only have short shorts on, and a very small bra! I need to be warm for Pete's sake!
"Sokka," I asked.
"Mmm?"
"Can we stay like this?"
"Why?"
"Well, 2 reasons. One, I really, really love you. And two… I NEED TO STAY FRICKEN WARM! EVER NOTICE WHAT I'M WEARING?" I said. He had a tiny sweat drop.
"I know what you're wearing! And I really like it!" I crossed my arms and smirked.
"Yeah, uh huh. You only say you like it, when I know what you really like." I said in mocking voice.
"What are you getting at?" Sokka yelled. I frowned.
"What I'm saying is the only reason you like this outfit is because of the exposures!" I yelled back. Sokka frowned now.
"No I don't!" He yelled again.
"YES YOU DO, SOKKA! STOP LYING TO ME!" I screamed, tears clouding my eyes. Sokka shook his head.
"Stop assuming that I'm lying!" Sokka yelled.
"How can I when I know it's true!" I screamed.
"Jennifer! Just shut up please! Let me explain! (Is there really anything to explain? And I seriously have no clue what the point of this fight is… all I know is they're not gonna kiss and make up.)" I couldn't take it; my tears let out.
"No, Sokka! You shut up! I know why you were staring, and why you like this outfit. So, shut. You're. Filthy. Mouth!" Then I cried after what I said. Sokka was yelling like a mad man, but I wasn't listening. I was in my own world. The only thought in mind was 'You blew it with Sokka.' Then I heard a quiet, "Are you listening?" But then it got louder, and louder, until,
"JENNIFER! LISTEN TO ME!" Sokka yelled. I shuddered and cried more, except I was covering myself. I shook my head.
"I'm not going to listen until I hear the truth!" I screamed. Sokka ran up to me and punched me. I fell off of Appa, because I was on the very edge of him. I had moved as far away from Sokka as possible. I was still curled up in a ball, with my knees to my chin, sobbing as I flew to my death.
"JENNIFER!" Aang cried. Appa knew his signal I guess, because he swooped down and caught me. We were somewhat near land when Sokka threw me off Appa's saddle.
"DON'T COME BACK UNTIL YOU KNOW THAT I'M NOT LYING!" He yelled. I hit the ground. I could've sworn I heard one of my bones crack. I wasn't silent with my tears, I was loud. Very loud. Loud enough for a certain Freedom Fighter to hear.
"Did you guys hear that?" Jet asked. The Duke looked confused.
"Hear what exactly?" He cocked his head to the side a little bit. Smellerbee rose from where he was sitting.
"I heard something…" He said.
"Listen closely!" Jet ordered. They all shut up immediately. Then they heard a faint cry, of help.
"I'm leaving, to find out what that is." Jet said quietly. Everyone nodded and went back to what they were doing before that.