The Staff

Ozai: Headmaster

Jun: Physical Training

Iroh: Physics/ Philosophy

Roku: History

Zhao: Head Disciplinarian

Aunt Wu: Chemistry

Herbalist: Biology

Pakku: English Literature

Jeong Jeong: You'll find out.

Students

Seniors

Zula

Jet

Zuko

Haru

Mekai Dark/Goth. Hangs out with Zuko. Paper editor

Enya: Quiet smart girl. Zula's enemy

Juniors

Aang

Katara

Sokka

Yue

Suki

Kuzon: Class clown. Crazy guy.

Day1 / Week 1 (Monday)

"WELCOME BACK STUDENTS TO A BRAND NEW SCHOOL YEAR" Zuko sneered up at the crimson banner, wondering what kind of brand new sadistic rituals his father had cooked up over the summer. But before he could deduce the workings of the headmaster's sick mind, a cool voice spoke up.

"Congratulations Zuko, I just heard the news from Zula."

Zuko turned around slowly to see Jet, the self-assured, shit brained boyfriend of his sister. Jet had his usual cigarette between his lips and his customary sneer in place.

As Zuko neither said nor did anything life threatening, Jet felt safe to continue gloating.

"It seems that you have been demoted from the 'gifted' students programme. How sad. Wasn't it just two years back that you had the double promotion? Tsk tsk, Can't live up to the expectations can you?"

Zuko kept his silence even though he was seething inside. He knew if he beat up Jet, there would be consequences. Moreover, he did not under any circumstances fancy a trip to his father's office.

Jet took his silence as humiliation and sneered.

"Oh c'mon Zuko, does it take an hour to think up a come back? Even you can't be that stupid!"

Zuko said nothing instead opened his locker and took out his rucksack. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Jet's right hand thug: Duke, had joined his leader.

"Hey ponce, why the long face? Lost your boy friend or something?" Duke laughed, cracking his knuckles.

Zuko pursed his lips as he closed up his locker. His jaw was set and tensed. By now, Zuko knew that Jet would not leave without a fight. Therefore, he readied himself to teach them a lesson before Zhao could bear witness.

Not recognizing the danger signs, Jet continued stupidly, "Well, well, well, which of the deadly sins are you today? Pride?"

"No. I'm Wrath!" snarled Zuko and punched him in the face.

Jet banged into the lockers as his hands flew up to clutch at his bleeding face. Duke rushed in with his fists raised but Zuko ducked low and smoothly kicked his legs from underneath him. The goon fell to the floor in a grunting heap.

Zuko smiled in satisfaction.

"You know what you remind me of?" he questioned as he casually crushed Jet's fallen cigarette under his heel, "Opium, that's what. You're two slow acting dopes.

With his parting shot delivered, the newly demoted jock slung his bag over his shoulder and headed to the start of term Assembly.

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Principal Ozai stood at the shadowed podium and stared at the assembled students.

"Welcome welcome to another school year! I'm happy to say that over the holidays, we have introduced more rules."

The whole student body with the exception of Zula and her minions groaned.

Ozai smirked.

"New Rules: No kissing in the hallways. All Kissers will be EXPELLED."

"No chewing gum in the classrooms, All chewers will be EXPELLED."

"No lasers in the corridors. All Jedi-wanabes will be SUSPENDED."

"We also have installed more security cameras, which can now be found in all the niches and crevices that were previously inaccessible to the disciplinarians, so no more kissing corners for you."

"We have brought in more disciplinarians so that I can tighten my control over your pathetic lives even more than before. Throughout this school year, I will take further steps to ensure that all the weeds in my little garden will be duly squashed."

"What is this? Biology?" one brave soul called out. He was immediately jumped on by three sadistic disciplinarians and dragged out of the hall.

"One less weed." Smiled the Headmaster and continued.

"Don't even think about crying to your mummies, because thanks to the contract your parents have to sign when you were admitted, they cannot remove your sorry ass out of this school unless it's dead or you graduate."

"One last rule…I have decided that only the headmaster is allowed to swear and no one else. If teachers swear, I will give them a pay rise.

"Damn right!" Jeong the Janitor shouted.

Ozai scowled, "You're not a teacher".

Jeong shook his mop angrily, splattering half the auditorium with soapy drain water.

Ozai ignored him. "New students will be taken to the grounds to begin their induction ceremony which is a cross country run…through the swamps. I don't know who started that stupid tradition but I like it!"

Several students hissed furiously.

Ozai continued oblivious. "Don't even try to hide in the toilets, I have them bugged."

An angry murmur came from the girls' side. Ozai looked at them.

"Your toilets are bugged but only a female disciplinarian will monitor them. Is that good enough for you? Well I don't care if it's or not, I run this school and I'll run it the way I want. IS THAT CLEAR?"

The students nodded dumbly.

"Now get your depressing faces out of my sight!"

Thus ended the start of term assembly.

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Katara sat at Junior-Chemistry wishing sadly that Sokka had taken this class with her. However, her brother had refused, stating that Chemistry was for females and that he would be much happier doing IT engineering.

To her dismay, Sokka had also convinced Katara's best friend, Suki to join IT. With no one to talk to and the aftereffects of the depressing assembly still lingering, Katara's mood was at its lowest ebb. That however, was soon to change as Miss Wu, stepped into class.

Katara gazed curiously at the short young boy at her side. Infact every student had deemed him worthy of their collective stare. As one, they made one alarming albeit obvious impression of the boy. He was bald. This fact under any other circumstance would seem trivial; there were weirder things to gawk at indeed. But in this school, with an iron cast rule explicitly banning shaven heads, the students privately wondered how long his suspension would be.

For his part, the boy stared back, his lips twitching as if to burst into a smile at any moment.

"Good morning everyone" Mrs. Wu said kindly, oblivious to the change in atmosphere. Automatically, everyone got up and greeted her.

"As you can see we have a new student with us today. He transferred from Alaska and he has got a double promotion."

A loud 'Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh' went through the crowd for it was a widely known fact that Ozai detested student-promotions, as it would knock some years off the designated torture schedule. The kid blushed at the unexpected reaction.

"Hush now children! I'll let him introduce himself." The teacher said as she took her seat.

The bald kid shuffled his feet and looked at the crowd. Predictably, twenty pairs of eyes stared right back. Katara felt great sympathy for the new student yet the boy smiled easily and started, "Hi, I'm Aang, I came from Alaska. Over Summer, I was invited to join this school so I…er…joined it" Aang finished lamely, his grin widening.

"Don't look so happy about it!" someone in the back shouted. Everyone else snickered and Aang's smile drooped.

"Go and take a seat Aang. Everyone read your textbook quietly. I'll send along someone to make sure you behave." Miss Wu left for the staff room without a backward glance. She was notorious for slacking off in the beginning then piling students with work when the end of term teacher inspection rolled around.

Katara saw Aang standing undecidedly and waved him over to the empty seat on her left. Suki's seat. Katara thought with a pang. But at that moment she was too overcome with curiosity to actually miss her friend.

"Hi I'm Katara."

"I'm Aang. Nice to meet you."

"You must be pretty smart. Not many people get promoted in this school you know."

Grey eyes lowered bashfully. "Ummm I guess."

Oh no, more competition. A hidden voice spoke up and Katara winced, What was wrong with her?

"People sure are friendly here…" Aang said flashing her enigmatic smile.

He has the sweetest smile the voice spoke up again. What is WRONG with me?

"Katara?"

"Er…Sorry…I…How come you shaved off your hair? Didn't you have to read the engraved rulebook on the Headmasters office and sign your consent? If you did, why didn't you get suspended until your hair grows back" Katara's eyes widened as she realized how offensive she sounded. Oh my GOD, why am I being such a witch? He just got here and I'm trying to get him suspended.

Aang touched his head sheepishly "Yeah I did sign it. But no where did the rules say you can't be bald due to Leukemia."

Katara blanched. "What?...I... I'm so sorryAang."

The boy flushed. "Don't be."

Katara felt her heart lurch. "How can you say that? Please forgive me for what I said. I'm desperately sorry…"

Aang blushed so hard that Katara could almost feel the heat waved radiating off him. Eventually he mumbled, "Don't be sorry…I…I lied."

It was Katara's turn to redden. "What?" she repeated.

"In Alaska, I lived in an orphanage. They made us shave our hair to save on the barber. I didn't want to get suspended before I even began so I said I had cancer." Aang whispered, hanging his head and refusing to meet her eyes.

"You…What?...I can't believe…You. Are…."

"I'm a jerk, I know."

"You-are-brilliant."

Aang snapped his head back to look at her. Katara's eyes were shining with laughter.

"I am?"

"Yes Aang, no one thought of that excuse. Ever. You'll soon come to realize that our main motto is Beat the System. You seem to have one up on them already. Way to go Aang!"

"Thanks I…" Aang was cut off as a grizzled old man in dirty brown overalls banged open the door.

Looking up at him, Katara groaned.

"Who is he?" Aang whispered.

"You Madam Wu's class?" the man questioned gruffly.

"Yeah! Why?" a boy in the front retorted.

"I'm here to keep you misfits out of trouble, so shut up and get working."

"Why should we? You're not a teacher." The smart mouthed boy complained.

The man stared at him for a long moment and said slowly, "Ever tasted Clorox boy? I'll be glad to give you a sample. The invitation extends to all."

Everyone promptly buried their heads in their texts.

"That's Jeong the Janitor. He was a former disciplinarian or something. Ozai hates his guts so all he does now is wet the floors so students slip up. Stay out of his way Aang, he's crazy. Sokka says he's been inhaling too many cleaning products."

They waited in silence for the period to be over.

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The moment the bell rang, Katara practically flew out of the door, collecting Aang en route. She didn't stop running until she crashed into a blue eyed boy who was standing by his locker.

"Where's Suki?" Katara demanded between pants.

"She went to Junior-Math." Replied the tall boy making a face, then his eye fell on Aang.

"And who might this be? Your project for show and tell?"

"This is my brother Sokka, he's an idiot." Katara scowled, but Aang grinned at the older boy.

"Hi, I'm Aang."

Sokka scratched his head, "Aang? That's a weird name. Where are you from?"

"Alaska"

"Wow, you're an Eskimo."

Katara snorted, "Don't mind him Aang, his geography's more screwed up than his brains. Sokka probably won't know North and South America apart!

Her brother immediately faked a slack-jawed appearance, "Wow, you mean there are two?"

Aang burst into laughter, immediately taking a liking to Sokka. He was truly lucky to have met these two.

As they parted ways to go to their final class for the day; as the start of term was a half-holiday, Aang said his goodbyes with a heavy heart. He couldn't wait for tomorrow.

Next update later in the week.