Hey people! I'm gonna try something a little different from my other story, and I really hope you like it! Alright, I'll just save time and get right to the story. Enjoy!

I do not own Avatar: the last airbender.

Chapter 1 : First Impressions

Just breathe, close your eyes and don't open them, don't even think... Katara thought to herself as she sat in class holding a piece of paper with her eyes closed. Slowly, unable to resist temptation, she opened her eyes and let out a huge sigh of relief. She had gotten a C-, just barely passing the test. Suddenly, she felt someone poke her in her right arm, and she turned to face the culprit.

"Hey Katara, how did you do?" whispered Aang (her best friend) that was sitting on her right.

"I passed, but just barely. I got a C-."

"Oh."

"What did you get Aang?"

"Uh... a D." He said sheepishly, while Katara tried to stifle a laugh.

"O-oh, th-thats to bad, I told you to study." she said no longer able to keep back a smile.

"I did! But instead of studying immigration, I guess I studied migration."

"We haven't even learned anything remotely like that this year, and we've been learning about immigration for about six weeks now, how did you get confused?"

"Well you know, they...sound...alike and uh...stuff." he said, and Katara laughed at her friends misfortune.

"Ha ha ha, s-sorry Aang but that's really funny."

"Yeah, I guess it kinda is. But what am I supposed to do now!"

"I dunno, extra-credit I guess?" She suggested, and Aang seemed to ponder this for a moment but then the bell rang, and they packed up to leave class. As they exited the class room, they heard a voice calling their names and they turned around.

"Sokka, what is it now?" said an annoyed Katara as her brother caught up to them.

"Do I need a reason to talk to you? No, I don't. Let's just get to lunch, I'm starving."he said as they entered the lunch room.

"I swear Sokka, if a doctor told me that you had four stomachs I wouldn't find it hard to believe."

"Oh, ha ha ha. You are so funny, you should really become a comedian." he said with a sarcastic smirk. And at that, Katara had stopped talking to him, and past both of them and heading toward the lunch line to get her food.

"What's her problem?" Sokka asked apparently oblivious to his sisters anger.

"I'm gonna take a wild guess here and say you." Aang answered.

"What I d-" he started, but was cut short by a loud voice calling his name.

"Sokka! Sokka over here!" yelled a girl waving at him at the first lunch table. She was wearing a blue tank top with black jeans, and had her light brown hair up in a high ponytail. Aang couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey there's your girlfriend Sokka, better go sit with her." he said jokingly.

"She's NOT my girlfriend!" Sokka cried.

"Of course I am Sokka! Now come on, sit by me!" the girl said suddenly as she appeared behind him, and he jumped back in surprise.

"Agh! Get it through your head Blair, I don't like you!"

"Oh your just saying that cause your with your friends, please sit by me!" Blair said pleadingly, giving him the most irresistible puppy dog face ever. Sokka growled and mumbled, but followed suit behind her as she pulled him by his arm, and to further aggravate him, Aang made a loud whipping noise as he left, and Sokka shot him a death glare. And now left alone, Aang went to join Katara in the lunch line.

"I can't stand him sometimes!"exclaimed Katara as she and Aang left the lunch line holding their trays of food, and Katara was walking backward, facing Aang, who was walking behind her.

"Well, you did kind of start it Katara."

"Aang please, don't side with him."

"I'm not, I'm just sayin- Katara look out!"

"Wha-" she said as she turned around to see what he was talking about, and walked straight into boy, by which, dumping all her food on top of him. Katara yelled out and surprise and bent down (he fell to the floor) to help clean him off. But as she looked into his face Katara was at a loss for words.

"so cute..." she said under a whisper.

"What? Oh whatever, Get this crap off me!"

"Oh right! I'm so so so very very sorry! Uh, wait here I'll go get some napkins!"

"Oh forget it!" he yelled standing up and wiping the ketchup from the hot dog and chocolate milk off his black shirt.

"I'm really sorry!"

"Whatever, just watch where your going klutz." and at that he stormed out of the lunch room.

"Way to go Katara. Katara? Are you alive?" Aang said bending down and waving a hand in front of her.

"What? Oh oh yeah, oh great, I got ketchup on my shirt, sorry Aang I have to go wipe this off." she said standing up, and walking toward the bathroom still in a sort of dreamy daze. Who was that boy? He was so handsome, so so cute, oh but now he probably hates me, argh! Stupid, stupid Katara! Once in the bathroom Katara started cleaning her shirt, but in doing so, only smearing the stain but she didn't notice, only seeing in her minds eye, that boy's handsome face. Later in homeroom, Katara still didn't seem able to get her mind off that boy.

"I don't even know his name." she said to Aang who was in the middle of a sentence, oblivious to the fact that Katara wasn't even listening.

"Uh, Katara are you alright? You don't seem like it."

"No I'm fine, but I just wish I knew his name."

"You guys gotta hide me!" yelled Sokka as he jumped behind Aang's desk for cover.

"What's the matter Sokka, your girlfriend after you?" Katara said laughing.

"For the last time, SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!"

"Uh-huh, sure."

"Oh Sokka where are you?" said Blair peering around the class room for him.

"Hey Blair! He's over here!" Katara yelled waving to her to come over. Blair rushed over and dragged Sokka away while he cried 'nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!' the whole way.

"Class calm down, I have an announcement. It seems we have a new student. His name is Zuko, and he just came from Florida, as I understand. Please introduce your self Zuko." Said the teacher, who normally wasn't very active in the afternoon and usually let the class do whatever for homeroom. A tall skinny boy appeared wearing a black tee shirt with a large ketchup stain on the front and also wearing plain blue jeans. And an apparent scowl. Katara, again at a lost of words, just stared at him.

"yeah, I'm Zuko And I just came from Miami, Florida." it was hard to tell if this wasn't sarcasm, but he made it obvious by saying 'Am I done?' to the teacher with the most bored expression.

"Just take your seat Mr. Zuko. There's an empty one right next to miss Katara over there." said the teacher point to the vacant seat next to her. Zuko took one look at Katara and said 'no'.

"Do as I say Mr. Zuko or you will regret it." said the teacher, and Zuko would've gladly liked to argue, but didn't see much of a point to do it and sat down.

"Hey I'm really sorry about what happened at lunch." she said sincerely.

"If your really sorry, you'll stop talking to me."

"Hey don't talk to her like that! She was only trying to say sorry!" Aang said angrily to him.

"Whatever, get lost." Zuko said to him in an annoyed tone and turned away. Aang grumbled, and started talking to Katara again, while she kept looking at Zuko dreaming. He seems so angry all the time, but maybe first impressions aren't always right.

Okay, I really really really really really hope you like it! If you didn't, please keep reading, I promise my writing will get better in time! And I have a great plot for this story! I'm so excited! Please tell me what you thought! But don't be too harsh, okay? Love love

The ever cheerful Shojo Butterfly