Alright, are my chapters getting more and more boring? If so, tell me. Feel free to criticize my writing, because I will hopefully make it better.
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"Aang… do you think we'll always be best friends?"
"Of course, Katara! What makes you think I wouldn't be your friend?" Aang looked at her in surprise.
Katara turned her head, and their eyes locked in what seemed like an unbreakable bond.
"Do you think… we'll be more than just best friends?"
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"Wha…what do you mean?" Aang said staring into Katara's blue eyes. Her eyes are beautiful. She is beautiful.
Suddenly, a voice snapped the senses out of them. "Dinner is ready! Katara, Aang, c'mon, I wanna EAT!"
Leave it to Sokka to ruin every single moment that we have. Katara and Aang blushed deeply, turning away and looking at the ground. "I guess we should head back now."
"I guess we should…" As Aang stood up and started to leave, he could swear Katara had a sad look on her face. But when he offered his hand, and she accepted it and smiled. Together, they walked back to the house, unaware that their hands were still together.
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When they came in the door, Sokka was waiting for them.
"What took you guys so lon- GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER!" Sokka moved toward Aang argrily, holding his sword, because his boomerang was lost in the ocean. Aang quickly let go of Katara's hand and murmured a quick "Sorry" before slowly walking into the kitchen with his head down.
"What's wrong with you, Sokka?"
"I don't want to see my baby sister get held hands by a…a…"
"That certain person happens to be Aang! You know that we're just friends, so what if we hold hands? There's nothing wrong with it at all."
Sokka knew when he was defeated, and he put his sword away. "Fine, but if I see you two, or anyone with you for that matter, doing something inappropriate, then that would be the last straw. You know that these things could lead to serious…stuff."
"What even makes you think I'm ready for that?"
"Oh, nothing, just the way you blush a lot around him, and that you hold hands with him, and you hug him more often!"
This time it was Katara who was defeated, but nonetheless she didn't give up. "I-
"ENOUGH!" Mrs. Worheilmer was coming out of the kitchen, and her angry expression looked like it could kill. "I HAVE SAID ONCE, AND I WILL NOT SAY IT AGAIN, WE DO NOT USE THAT KIND OF TONE IN THIS HOUSEHOLD! IF YOU KIDS WANT TO ARGUE, THEN GO OUTSIDE!"
"Sorry…" both apologized.
"Now, let's all go in the kitchen, and enjoy the food while it's good."
When they came in, Katara noticed a desperate look on Aang's face. Thinking that she better not say it now, and wait for later, she settled down to eat.
The food was superb. Veggie dumplings, sweet and sour soup, steamed broccoli, and a duck with assorted peppers. Although Sokka and Katara both ate a lot, she had noticed that the food Aang had put on his plate was unmoved. He was just playing around with his fork. Apparently, Mrs. Worheilmer noticed it also. "Aang, is something wrong with the food?"
Aang looked up, and recovered. He put on a smile, which Katara knew was fake, but Mrs. Worheilmer didn't notice. "No, your food is delicious, Mrs. Worheilmer. I'm just a little bit tired, that's all. Can I please be excused?"
Sighing, Mrs. Worheilmer reached and grabbed his plate, and put it beside the sink. "Normally, I wouldn't allow people to leave the table with so much food left, but I think I can make an excuse. You can take a shower, first turn to the right, second door to the left. Then you can go to sleep. If you're hungry, you can eat your food anytime you want. It'll be here."
"Thank you." With that, Aang stood up and left the kitchen.
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You know lying can sometimes lead to very serious consequences.
I know, but I just needed time to think. A shower would be nice…
After he had showered, he turned for his room. However, he noticed a door that was slightly open, and he could see it had a lot of pictures and notes.
It must be Dr. Worheilmer's study room.
Making a mental note as to where it is, since this was a very big house, he entered his bedroom. However, Aang had noticed that Katara's stuff were still here. He collapsed on his bed. I wonder if Sokka would let her sleep by my side, now that he saw what had happened.
Suddenly, as if fate had triggered this yet again, Katara walked into the room. She sat down on the chair beside Aang, and used a soft voice. "Aang, is there something wrong? You weren't eating much, and you have to be hungry, after all that you've been through."
"Nothing's wrong, Katara. I just feel tired."
Katara looked at him, and sighed. "I know that you're lying. C'mon, you know you can tell me anything."
"I want to go to sleep…" And with that, Aang rudely turned his back to Katara and pretended to softly snore. He heard Katara sigh again, and as she stood up, he swore he had heard Katara say something. He wasn't sure what it was that she said, but he could detect a hint of sadness in the voice.
She spoke up again, this time louder for Aang to hear.
"I know that you can hear me, Aang. I really, really want to help you, but since I don't know what is wrong with you, I'm afraid that I can't. I'm afraid you'll have nightmares again, and so I try to help you, but you have to tell me what's wrong. You know that I can't stand to see you like this, Aang. Please, tell me what's wrong, or promise that you will be able to solve it by yourself if you don't want to tell me. I know that you heard me and Sokka yelling, and maybe that's what's bothering you. And whatever you feel about me or Sokka, just know one thing; we are and forever will be your family. And who knows, maybe one day it could change..."
Aang silently cried.