Hello all!!! This chapter is a highschool AU, nobody has any bending abilities.

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There's a saying in my family: Don't touch the water, water drowns you. To someone who isn't initiated, that saying probably doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but to me, someone who's been a part of the gang scene my entire life, I can't help but see the implications of it.

There was never a time I didn't know I was a part of gang. My father never hid that from us, he said he loved us too much. He may have said that, but any fool could see there were ulterior motives to telling us when we were young. I think he told us because he wants us to follow in his footsteps. I never did anything to compromise his plans either, I never wanted to. That's why recent events have me so off-kilter.

Let me start there. She's five feet and nine inches of gorgeous. She has chocolate brown skin, long dark brown hair, and wonderfully hazel eyes. She's unlike any girl I've ever met.

She doesn't carry herself like a normal girl either. When she walks, it's like watching a model. When she speaks in class, the room stops to listen. She's part if the school choir and when she sings, it darn near breaks your heart.

How do I know all these things? Because I've been watching her in the most non creepy way possible. She is literally the most beautiful girl that I've ever laid eyes on. The only problem: our colors don't match.

If she was just some girl that chose the wrong side, that would be fine, I think I could convince my dad to work with that. My dad would cut all her ties with her previous gang and would initiate her in Fiery Red. Everything would be fine, but she's not just some girl.

She just the same and opposite of me. While I am the son of the leader of The Reds, she is the daughter of the leader of The Blues.

I know right, I'm so screwed.

Our respective gangs have been on opposite sides of a drug war for longer than I can remember. Even when we were just kids in kindergarten, my parents told me not to talk to her, to stay away from her. Judging by her reaction to me, her parents told her the same thing.

Our whole lives we've been raised to hate each other, to stay out of each other's lives. There's never been a problem, so why is it that I feel this way. Why is it that every time she walks into a room my attention just seems to gravitate toward her?

Maybe it's just that I'm thinking about it too much, surely no one else could be capable of having feelings for someone in my situation. Then of course, the universe proves me wrong. When I look at my sister Azula, I can clearly see her staring at Katara's older brother Sokka and I see her do something that I've never seen her do ever.

I see her make the tiniest of smiles.

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It's also a gang AU in which everyone is part of a gang depending on their nation. It should also be noted that I hate the Zutara pairing but the it was very convenient for the direction I wanted to go in this story.

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