Disclaimer: I don't really own anything in this…except Kila, and my blue truck. Everyone I mention owns themselves. Please don't steal my friends, even though I know you want to. They are wicked cool.

Hello everyone! No, I'm not dead. My job has me working six days a week. So I gave them my two week notice. Yea, I know. I really am not able to commit to anything, it's ridiculous. Speaking of not able to commit, I broke up with my boyfriend too! Eh, it's fine; there was no relationship there what so ever. Peace.

READ THIS: Because of some bizarre new rule, I can't reply to you lovely reviewers like I have before, I have to reply to your review separately. Some of you have probably gotten the happy little e-mails from me. So, if you want me to respond, then you have to sign in. I'm sorry, it's a crap rule, but it must be done. For all of you people who don't have accounts with FanFic, what's taking so long? No, just kidding. I'll try and subtly answer your questions in this above hideously long authors note here. And just in case you all were wondering (only a few of you, but its ok.) this story is gonna be about…-counts on fingers- six chapters more. ABOUT. Maybe seven. I have a kinda idea about what a story I'm gonna write about next…but I need to think about it. But I warn you, the ending to this story might be sad…it depends on your point of view I guess. It's not gonna be a happy-happy-cheerful smile end however. There's a foreshadow of it in this chapter. YAY for suspense.

WASN'T THE SEASON FINALE AMAZING? I totally have a million ideas of what's going to happen in the upcoming seasons…yay foreshadowing. I'll post them at the bottom of the screen after my story if you want to read them. If not, then don't. It's all chill.

Ok, so I want everyone to remember, that many of these people I have made up, and many I have taken from my life. (Cause, I kinda fashioned Kila after me. WEEEE I love artistic license.)

STORY: I was talking to my friend Ian during Musical Show Production and he asked "What's that guys name from Grease?" I replied "Danny Zuko, you know. Like in Avatar." Then he started spazzing out and said "OH MY GOD AVATAR! I LOVE THAT SHOW SO MUCH!" So, I love him a million times more now. So he definitely has a role in this chapter.

So, this is a typical day for me. Adding a few things in of coarse. I do not have a math class this year; I'm taking an AP Biology course instead. But, knowing that no normal person would be able to join the class in the middle and live to tell the tale, I put her in a math class instead.

Yes, I have weird friends. No, please don't stalk them. Only Kate can.

20

Zuko finally simmered down once Kila took the off-ramp off the freeway onto a street. It seemed that the beast was moving slower, and every now and then she would stop the thing altogether and sit in a line for a few minutes behind a blazing red light.

But then he heard a loud honking noise that made him jump, which caused Zuko to hit his head on the ceiling of the "truck". Kila didn't seem to react in the same way, but looked over her shoulder to where the noise had come from.

"IT'S ALEX!" she screamed, a smile dawning her face.

The line of cars started moving again, and Kila moved the stick and started as well. A smaller, longer car the color of silver pulled up alongside Kila, and a smiling face was peering over at her, waving. They stopped at another light and this man, who appeared to be Alex, rolled down his window. "HEY! IT'S YOU!"

"HEY! IT'S YOU!" Kila screeched back, and Zuko raised his eyebrows.

"RACE YOU TO SCHOOL?" Alex challenged.

"You know that you'll win. I'd kill this POS truck." Kila said smiling.

He smiled, and then noticed that the light had changed again. He roared his engine and sped off, still in the desire to race her. Kila chuckled, and put the truck into gear, putt-putted along the last street, and then turned into her school.

"YAY my spot is still open!" she said happily, pulling into her parking spot, and turned off the car. Alex had already gotten out of his car and had walked over to Kila's door, peering in. She opened her door and jumped out, giving him a large hug. Alex wrapped his large arms around her and lifted her up, like a large teddy bear.

Kila muffled a few noises which sounded like "Breath" and "Can't" under his large embrace. Alex dropped her down and then peered into her truck, looking at Zuko. "Who's this punk?" he asked.

"This is Zuko." Kila said, reaching over and unbuckling him.

"Yea, I read in the paper about you. Oh my God, you poor thing."

"Yes, pity me."

"Not you, him. Poor thing for being stuck with you for so long." Alex received a large slap for that remark from Kila. "Do you have your schedule? Are you even going to do senior year?" He asked, nursing his stinging arm.

"Well, I'm going to try. But I may be held back, because I missed three months of school."

"Eh, we haven't learned anything anyway."

Zuko opened his door and climbed out of the car, very grateful to be on a solid, strangely black ground. Then suddenly he felt a body slam into him and two arms wrap around his waist.

"AH! SOMETHING'S ON ME!" Zuko roared, trying to spin around to see what was on him. Kila and Alex began laughing hysterically.

"YOU KIND MAN! KIND SOUL! BRINGING BACK KILA TO ME! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! MARRY ME!" screeched the voice coming from behind Zuko. This voice made him even more skittish, because it did not belong to a female.

"Ian, down boy." Kila said laughing. The person supposedly named Ian let go of Zuko and ran towards Kila, crushing her in a bone twisting hug. He was about her size in height, and had brown wavy hair.

"F-ing fag." Alex said chuckling to himself.

"Obese Asian." Ian replied back.

Zuko was appalled at this kind of conversation going on, but the two males did not seem to mind. In fact, they looked somewhat used to the ordeal.

"OH my God Kila! What happened to your arm?" Ian cried, looking at the scar that Zhao had given her. Kila peered down and shrugged.

"Don't play with fire around phyco people." She replied back.

After a many more people waved madly to Kila, ran and gave her hugs, talked to her endlessly, and talked to Zuko as well, they decided that it was time to go to class. (But the only reason they decided this was because the bell had rang.)

The first class Kila told him was something called "Pre-culk". She looked very aggravated at the mere thought of the class, and Zuko couldn't blame her; what kind of person wants to learn about something with such a bizarre name? But once he entered the room, he figured out that Pre-culk was probably another name for Mathematics, and he became quite excited.

"I don't see why I had to take another math class. I finished all my credits anyway. Plus I'm going to have no idea what's going on." Kila complained as she sat down in a random seat.

"Stop complaining. Math is easy." Zuko scoffed, sitting down next to her.

"Says Prince of the Fire Nation who can read the stars." Kila replied back rolling her eyes. "You only think it's easy because you have to plot and everything on your ship. Well let me tell you, calculus is not as peachy-keen as you might think. They even let us use calculators, and that never happens. I just---GRAW!" Kila slammed her hands down on her desk in frustration. "I don't like math." She spoke plainly, then folded her arms and continued to pout.

Zuko was embarrassed to be seen next to her for the whole fuss she was making. He reached into Kila's backpack and pulled out what she had told him a calculator was, and began punching buttons on it to test it out.

Kila was in no better of a mood after the class period was over. One of the reasons was because she was totally lost in the whole lesson. Another reason was because she had no idea how to work a graphing calculator.

But the biggest aggravation was when Zuko handed her the calculator back saying "he didn't need it" and proceeded to do the equations in his head, getting them perfect every time. How Kila hated show offs.

And her class after math was no fun either. It had been political systems, and Zuko would was a whiz at that one as well. Stupid birth-rights, making him a born leader and knowing so many pointless political things. Stupid stupid stupid.

In fact, Zuko was also quite gifted in psychology, her third period. Kila concluded he was just an all-out genius, and boy was she bitter.

Zuko didn't quite understand why Kila wasn't talking to him anymore. True, there were millions of people always surrounding her, asking what had happened and such. But she wouldn't look in his direction at all. Fine, if she wanted to be rude and pompous, then fine. This world of hers is a "free country" anyway, even though he chuckled at the idea. Just because he was smarter, she was all rude. Didn't she already know he was smarter than her? Honestly, sometimes that girl was so dim, it was ridiculous.

"Could you please stop showing off? It's getting irritating" Kila hissed through clenched teeth during her Teacher Assistant period while they were grading papers.

"It's not showing off when it's a natural God given talent." Zuko replied back haughtily.

"I wish I could so burn you to a crisp right now."

"If I have to control my bending around your bizarre peers, then you do as well." Zuko raised his eyebrows and shook his head in a very fifth grader like way, but it rallied Kila's anger all the same.

However, she finally cheered up when her English class came around, when she learned that Zuko couldn't read any English what-so-ever.

"What kind of madness are these symbols? There's no pattern!" he complained. Kila never really considered his old way of writing, and laughed out loud when her teacher asked Zuko to read out loud a passage in Macbeth. Shakespeare was one thing that Kila was especially good at, seeing that all Shakespeare consisted of was flowery words and metaphors and foreshadowing.

Zuko on the other hand couldn't understand a word of it. ("If he killed this Banquo guy, then how come he's able to say about ten lines of poetry before he dies? It makes no sense!")

The one period Kila was really looking forward to again was her Drama class. She wondered what play they had written and what it was about. Kila knew she wouldn't be given a part in it this late into the season, but she didn't really care.

Zuko walked in feeling a tad intimidated however. Kila had explained the class to him, which she called "MSP." "It's basically a musical show production class. We come up with a plot, write it, design the dances, and put it on. Don't worry, it's a blast." She explained. But it was the fact that there was about seventy plus bodies in the room, a much larger group of people than he wanted to be around. He didn't like telling everyone the same lie about himself over and over and over again. And it also made him uncomfortable that he couldn't use his brains to get out of this, you needed talent to act and this was one talent Zuko didn't have much of.

However, once he entered the classroom, he again felt two arms wrap around his lower torso, and turned his head to notice it was indeed, Ian.

Ian looked up from his present position and smiled. "Hi."

"Get off me." Zuko responded coldly, trying to pry his arms off. But Ian held fast, not letting go.

"Well hello. Who have we here?" Asked a seductive voice from Zuko's right. He turned his head and found a female (FINALLY!) standing next to him, smiling.

"Back off Ally; He's mine." Iansaid ina pouting tone, still holding Zuko.

"I am not." Zuko replied.

"That's right; He's mine." Came another voice as another pair of arms wrapped around Zuko. Thankfully, these limbs belonged to another woman, and she stuck her tongue out at Ian, smiling.

"Samara, you back off to." Ian said, narrowing his eyes.

"Both of you back off, he looks like he's about to pass out from fright." Kila said chuckling, coming back from where she had disappeared to. Samara rambled off a few choice words that would put a sailor to shame, but let go of Zuko's waist. It took both Kila and Zuko's prying to get Ian to let go, but he finally did.

"Why is everything here so weird?" Zuko said softly to Kila as they sat down.

"You're just not used to it. We're going to In'n'Out afterwards, so it will all be better soon."

"What's an in and out?"

"It's a wonderful restaurant that only California and Nevada gets, so be grateful."

"What's a cal-e-for-na and ne-vader?"

"They're States."

"So…where are we?"

"In my hometown in Southern California, the best place ever."

"Isn't that a bit bias?"

"Only if you disagree." Kila replied shrugging.

Afterward Kila and her two friends Dani and Stacy drove to In'N'Out, dragging Zuko along with them. ("So Zuky…are you seeing anyone?" "Um…I see you right now…" "Wow, he's so out of it. I love it." "Dani, calm down.")

Zuko then experienced his first hamburger and french fries. After having to re-order three more burgers and fries because Zuko ate all of them, they decided it was time to get home. So Kila and Zuko drove home, and that part of the day ended pretty uneventfully.

However, it was when they got home where the real action began.

"MOM! DAD! Are you home?" Kila called as she placed her car keys on the table in the entryway. Looking down on the floor, she saw a note from her mother saying she had a meeting and would be back in time to make dinner. Kila shrugged and dropped her backpack on the ground, not even wanting to begin contemplating the amount of work she had to make up.

"So when are you going to send me back home?" Zuko asked in a bored tone, following her through the door. "Your world is quite un-interesting. Except for all your bizarre 'friends'. I quite need to get home and continue my search for the avatar."

"Why are you so obsessed with Aang anyway?" Kila asked, her patience running thin from the day.

"It's none of your concern." Zuko replied huffily.

"You know, I think you're kinda stuck with me, so why don't you just tell me why." Kila said, her anger level growing steadily.

"If you would hurry up and send me back home, we wouldn't have this mess. I don't like spending time with you, and you don't like spending time with me."

"Finally we agree on something!"

"So just send me back and everything will be fine!"

"Find your own way home! I'm through with you!" Kila screamed as she stomped up stairs to her room, where she promptly slammed the door shut and beat her pillow to a pulp. That stupid conceited prince thinks he own the freaking world! How could someone get so cocky?

Zuko stomped outside and threw a frenzy of fire blasts out of his fists to get his anger released. Sometimes that stupid girl just wore down every fiber of his being. It was amazing that she lived past the age of five, and that her parents hadn't murdered her from the beginning.

Doesn't he understand that there are other people in this world also? Doesn't he understand that I have to get my life back together first? The life that he somehow screwed up in the first place?

Doesn't she understand thatI needs to get home? Is she able to comprehend the importance of honor, and restoringmy rightful place? Has she ever felt the sting of sibling rivalry with her younger sibling? NO!

Why did I have to get stuck with this horrid prince, and not a kind one, in shinning armor? On a dazzling white stallion, that has come to sweep me off my feet? No. Instead I am kicked and pushed off my feet when I cleaned HIS ship.

Why did I have to get stuck with this narcissistic queen bee? Why couldn't all women just disappear? Or better yet, just appear when work has to be done, and stay quiet all the time? Why couldn't she have been a quiet wench? No. I got stuck with the loud one with the singing voice.

Why did I have to get stuck with a prince at all? Why not a kind person, who actually cared about me?

Someone who was able to not question my authority and respected me at all times?

Someone kind, gentle, sweet.

Someone able to understand.

Whew! Break from angst. OK! Back on. ACTION!

Zuko tired himself out after thirty minutes of random shooting. He had not properly warmed up, and he had used no technique what so ever. That part made him feel a bit incomplete, yet he did feel better now that all his anger was let out.

He decided to try once again at mastering the waterfall like thing in the "re-fridge-erator" and get some water. So he took a few more calming breaths, the walked back inside. He opened up a cabinet and grabbed a glass, and filled it up with water. Feeling proud of himself, he sat down at the table and drank.

Kila stopped pounding her pillow after a few minutes, mainly because her arms were hurting from using such force. She picked up the pillow with airbending and threw it across the room, remembering the first time she had thrown Zuko. Smiling to herself, she decided to go downstairs and find something to eat.

Walking down the stairs, she saw the back of Zuko sitting at a table, a glass of water in his hand. Revenge flashed in her mind, and Kila quickly took in a deep breath, and concentrated on the water.

Zuko was watching the water serenely, not really paying attention, when it suddenly jumped from his glass. He watched it with his eyes as it danced above his glass, taunting him. "Stop. I'm thirsty." He replied in a bored tone. The water stopped dancing and started moving back in a stream towards his cup. But then it suddenly jumped out again and splashed him in the face. Zuko sputtered and coughed, jumping out of his seat and turning around.

Kila had a very wicked smile on her face. "Oh, it's on." Zuko said in a tone of threat.

Kila chuckled to herself. "It's been on sense the beginning." She said. And with that, she turned around and walked back up the stairs, not so hungry anymore.

The next days passed uneventfully. They went to school, didn't talk to each other, came back home, and Kila did her homework. Zuko decided that there was really no reason for him to be doing it, seeing as his stay was only temporary. During the lunch breaks Zuko had been going off the campus with Kila's friends Dani and Stacy asKila herselfstudied in the library.

"I'm trying to catch up on all my work. I don't want to be held back." was her excuse.

That was in fact what she was doing. But she was also researching the prehistoric world, and everything else that might be related. All the myths about bending, all the history lessons that concerned the four nations, how the land masses had changed to their current position, everything she could find. Yet it was all the same information that she had found seven months previous.

Then, one day, she happened upon a new myth that she had never heard of before.

"One of the lesser known myths of the previous life of Earth was the story of the avatar and Sozen's Comet. The story is as follows:

This Avatar was in quite a pickle: He was only a young child, but the world had been in the middle of a massive one hundred years war, and the fire nation was nearing victory. There was this one meteor called Sozen's Comet, and it was scheduled to circle the earth in the summer every one hundred years. The Fire Lord who started the war, Sozen, drew power from the comet and began the reign of tyranny. When the comet was due to circle again, the Avatar tried desperately to stop it and fight. Alas, the fire nation was able to draw in the power of the comet, and eventually won the war. The Avatar was locked up for the rest of his life, and when he died, his reincarnation was found and locked up as well. The crowned prince of the nation was also executed for treason, and his sister took over rule, creating a tyranny that would never end until the Vikings took over the land and wiped out bending altogether."

Kila's eyes popped out of their sockets. Is the avatar they were talking about Aang? He is a young child, only about twelve. Is this what he has to do? Is this why he was in such a hurry to learn all the elements?

Aang couldn't be locked up for the rest of his life! NO! Kila wouldn't let that happen. And then what was that info about the crowned prince getting executed for treason? Did that mean Zuko? Kila's heart stopped at the thought.

"I have to fix this." She muttered to herself quietly. "I have to fix this. I have to re-write history. Maybe this is why I went there…but HOW did I get there? How do I get back? I have to go back now! There's no way I can't. Oh, what do I do?"

The librarian shushed at her, and Kila decided that was enough studying for today. She closed the book and returned it to its shelf. Walking out of the library, she tried to stop the tears that were pricking at the corners of her eyes.

OK. I know I never said this before, but I meant to. I noticed the first time I was watching the winter solstice and the spirit world that Iroh could see Aang, and I wondered why. Why could Iroh see him? Then I thought he had something to do with spirits... DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN SUSPICIONS CONFIRMED! Iroh has been in the spirit world! I wonder why...and what happened... I think it has something to do with his dead son. Like...his son died, and Iroh wanted him back...so he went to the spirit world...only to realise that his attempt was in vain...or something like that. I'm definitly going to have to sit on this one.

OK: predictions for the upcoming seasons.

1. Zula badddddddddd. She's gonna try and either get rid of both Iroh and Zuko, or get the avatar...or both. (Wow, like that's not obvious.)

2. Zhao is gonna come back somehow...I don't believe that he's dead. I know, I know, he was pulled under water and everything. But, they couldn't kill him off yet! GA. (Just so you all know, there is ONE AWESOME reason to love Zhao. He is voiced by Jason Isaacs, who plays Lucias Malfoy in the Harry Potter movies! I know,I know.)

In the last season... (Fire) I predict...

1. Iroh will be the master that teaches Aang Firebending.

2. Zuko will SOMEHOW help out Aang.

3. Katara will heal his scar with her healing powers, and all the Zutara fans will squeal.

4. Katara and Aang will get together, and all the Kataang fans will squeal.

5. We will then see on the news two rabid fangirl clubs beating each other senseless.

PS. I KNOW Momo has some significant part in this show...I KNOW HE DOES. But WHAT? Because in the third episode, Monk Giatso told Aang he would meet someone important inside the temple. Ok, I think that Nick was leading us on trying to make us think it was Avatar Roku and everything...but I think it was Momo. And I know Momo is gonna be important somehow...mark my words...

OK! How was that everyone? Again, sorry it took so long. My last day at work is the 13th, and then I have an eight page term paper due on the 19th, so I may be detained until then. But I promise you, I will NOT stop writing this. I will just be…late.

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