Great, another stupid fic where the author inserted herself in so she could go and save the Avatar world... Or is it?

"Katara!"

"Yes, Aang?"

"I need help! Like, right now! Mrs. Priborny gave us this homework assignment on Tuesday, and I completely forgot about it! Can I copy yours?"

"Of course not! That would be cheating!"

"Please? Oh, pretty pretty please? It's worth at least half my grade!"

Katara sniffed. "Aang, I'm in that class with you and that stupid assignment is only worth 5 points. It's not going to kill you."

"Please! This will be the first assignment since the beginning of the year that I'd miss!"

"Oh, fine." Katara relented. "For the sake of your 'perfect record'."

"Thank you Katara!" Aang immediately grabbed her paper and began to furiously scribble the answers down on a separate sheet of paper. He finished moments before the bell rang. Giving Katara a thumbs up, he sank into his seat and set all supplies out, ready for the day.

Meet Katara and Aang, two freshman at Bends High School. Since the time they met in 6th grade they've been close friends. Katara's older brother, Sokka, was a senior, and he was loving every second of it.

"SOKKA!"

"Ow!" Sokka rubbed his smarting hand, which had just been hit by the teacher's ruler.

"Sokka! If you need more sleep I suggest you do it at home. That way you wouldn't be getting detention for the next week."

Sokka groaned as the rest of the class snickered. "It's alright, Sokka." His best friend, and girlfriend, Suki whispered. "I got detention too."

"Great." Sokka groaned. "That makes me feel loads better." Looking at his watch, "Awright! Counting down 5, 4, 3, 2,"

Briiiinnnggggg

"Lunchtime!" Sokka bolted out the door, Suki close behind. Meeting up with Aang and Katara in the lunch room, they settled down at their normal table. Sokka began to wolf down his food as Suki watched, bemused. Aang took out his salad.

"Hey Aan, you now tha yull dhie ith u only ea vehethables."

"Ew Sokka, that's gross. Eat with your mouth closed." Katara reprimanded him.

Sokka grinned and took a huge swallow of water, forcing the food down his throat. "Geeze Aang, how can you not want to take a bite outta this here bacon?" Sokka stuffed it into his mouth.

"No thanks, Sokka. You do know you're eating a pig, right?"

"And a right fine tasty pig it is too."

"Sokka, if you keep eating like that you'll give yourself a hernia." Katara told him, trying to act motherly, and not succeeding as she was laughing her head off.

"I'm a growing boy!" Sokka protested.

"Yeah Katara." Suki said. "Don't you know? All of the male speciman eat like that. Expecially the ones who are from 14-19 years of age. Quite fascinating, really." Suki pretended to study Sokka with a scientific air.

"Aang doens't eat like that!" Katara tried to defend herself.

"Thah's bechus Aan isth a woierdo."

"AaAaAng!"

"Ack! Hide me!" Aang ducked under the table just as Meng passed by.

"Have you guys seen Aang?" Meng asked, looking around. "I thought for sure I saw him with you guys..."

"Um, no, sorry, no Aang here!" The gang hurriedly told her.

"Darn..." Meng wandered off.

"Whew, that was close." Aang breathed a sigh of relief as he sat back up.

"Aww, are you guys breaking up?" Sokka cooed.

"Gosh Sokka, we were never together." Aang replied, turning bright red and avidly avoiding Katara's eyes.

"Uh-oh, trouble." They all turned to see the school's bad-boy, Zuko. Moodily, he looked around and took up residence at an empty table. A gaggle of girls were giggling and shoving each other, trying to get one or the other to go up to him. Zuko studiously ignored them.

"You ask him to Sady-Hawkins!" "No, you first!" "I told you first!"

Everyone gave a collective sigh. "You know he'll just reject them all. Just like last year." Suki sighed.

"I don't know what everyone sees in him." Katara sighed. "Sure, he's really hot (and a senior to boot), and he's also top of his class. But who would want to date someone moodier than a pirana?"

"It's because he's a bad-ass. Girls dig the bad-ass." Sokka assumed a badboy pose, and promtly fell out of his chair. Everyone laughed.

"Well, I kind of understand why he acts like that." Aang said solemnly. "You know, the stuff with his father..." Everyone grew quiet. The rumor was that Zuko's dad was some big-shot military dude, and he had disowned his son for not wanting to go into boot camp. His father had told him he wouldn't accept him back until he'd proved himself worthy of being a general's son. Either that or go to boot camp. Now he lived with his uncle, and was striving to be as perfect as possible. That's why Zuko was now top-of-the-senior-class, named #1 athlete of the year, and one of the most sought-after boys in school.

"Hey, I forgot about Sady-Hawkins." Suki looked at Sokka. "Do you want me to be romantic or can I just ask you right here?"

"Buy me another chicken sandwich and I'll go!" Sokka grinned and they shared a light kiss.

"Ewww!" Aang and Katara groaned, laughing inside. Aang looked hopefully at Katara. "Who are you going to ask?" Aang asked, trying to make it sound light.

"Hmm, I don't know. There's that junior Jet, but he's kind of a jerk. Then again, Haru's also pretty cool..." Aang looked crestfallen. "Oh, don't be a party-pooper! Of course I'm going to ask you! I just haven't found the right time or way yet..." Aang's grin returned.

"Ok Katara. You just take as much time as you need."

"God you guys, I just can't figure out of you're going out or not." Sokka could never really figure out the relationship between Aang and his sister. The bell rang, and they all separated to go to their classes.

At the end of the day Suki kissed Sokka goodbye and Sokka, Katara, and Aang all began to walk home. All three lived at an orphanage. Sokka and Katara's parents had both died in the war. Aang had gone into a coma when he was 6, and when he woke up no one knew where his parents had gone. All three were pretty sad, but they had formed their own little family within the orphanage.

"So, Sokka. Finals are coming up. How's it going?"

"Eh, you know, soso." Sokka brushed it off. He always acted stupid, but he was actually extremely smart. Katara and Aang both knew that, but enjoyed pestering him.

"Bet you'll get a D again." Katara teased.

Sokka turned red. "That was in one class! Music just isn't my thing..." The school had insisted that every student take some sort of music class, and Sokka's attempts at the french horn had failed. He was quite content with percussion though.

They reached the orphanage, and Sokka shut himself in his room to talk on IM with Suki. Aang and Katara grabbed a deck of cards and played Egyptian Ratslap in the yard with a couple of the other orphans. After about a half hour, the mistress of the house came outside. "Aang, Katara, do you know where Sokka is?"

"In his room, or at least he should be." Katara called back.

"Well, he has a visitor. I need to make dinner, could you please take him up to Sokka's room?" Aang and Katara handed off their cards to other people, and stepped inside. To their enormous surprise, there stood Zuko.

"Um, what do you want?" Katara asked cautiously. Zuko had made it clear he hated Sokka, if it hadn't been for Sokka's musical D he would have had a hard time keeping his valedictorian status.

"I need to get a homework assignment from a class Sokka has with me." Zuko said grumpily. "Some girl took my planner to get a sample of my writing..."

'Creepy obsessive fangirls.' Katara thought to herself. "Um, yeah, right this way." Aang took Katara's hand to comfort her. They led Zuko up the stairs to Sokka's room. Katara knocked lightly.

"Sokka? There's someone here for you." Katara called.

"Wha?" Sokka looked as if he'd just woken from a nap. As soon as he saw Zuko he straightened. "What do you want?"

"Mr. Chronen's workbook assignment." Zuko said moodily. "Just give it to me." As he stepped into Sokka's room Sokka stood protectively by Katara. He had also heard rumors of Zuko's temper and his infamous love of fire. 'Stupid pyromaniac.' Sokka grumbled to himself. As Zuko shuffled through his stuff, a strange necklace fell from his backpack. He didn't seem to notice it. The necklace had four symbols on it, each one looked like a different element.

As Aang bent down to pick it up, Zuko saw it had fallen. "Don't touch that!" He yelled, as he reached for Aang's hand. Too late, he grabbed Aang's wrist just as Aang picked the strange necklace up. A blue and crackling light started all around Aang, and traveled to the two people he was touching. The light also traveled from Katara to Sokka, who had his arm around her. With a crack as loud as thunder, the room seemingly melted from view, to be replaced by a forest.

"No!" Zuko looked horrified, as he stared at Aang. "You, you can't be!"

"What?" Aang, Katara, and Sokka looked extremely confused, and just a bit panicked.

"You're the Avatar."

Hope you enjoyed! Anywho, Nick and the creators own everything. The fic is rated for possible later violence and language.