Yep, and now that the fight scene's over. Back to actual plot development lol
Sorry it took me so long to update and whatnot, but I've been busy and writers blocked.

Oh now she was getting angry. In the old stories, she read about how her grandfather would get intensely emotionally distressed when someone hurt Gran-Gran or Appa, the flying bison that helped find Oogi's ancestors. At that time though, he would go into the Avatar state, because he was able to do that. Jinora was not the Avatar, therefore she could not go into the Avatar state and cause doom and destruction. Sadly, her form of expressing the incredible emotional distress she was going through at the moment, rendered down into screeching As if each injury were lined in paint, Jinora could see every new injury, rip and tear her book was getting. "Give it back!" Forget trying to keep her cool, this was an entirely new kind of emotion. This wasn't the kind of anger she was used to, and she certainly didn't know how to use that to fuel her fighting or her skills. A helpless kind of anger.

"Why? You had to start attacking me."

"What? You started this."

"And as a gentleman, I should end it." Oh now he was calling himself a gentleman?

Strangely, this was starting to remind her of when Meelo was much younger, and decided he wanted to throw tantrums to get what he wanted. Jinora learned quickly that the boy could easily be persuaded with things as simple as words. Maybe this was no different. "What exactly's your price?" She asked. Her eyes locked solely on the book as he scanned over it himself. At least he wasn't doing horrible things to it like he said he was.

He was doing a careful examination of the book. It surprised her, considering that he wasn't in any hurry to appraise it earlier before he started to play with its life and whatnot. "I don't know. This looks so dumb, you probably couldn't even get a single yuan off this." And of course he had to say something like that.

"Remember your breathing Jinora. He's just trying to egg you on. You lost your temper before, now don't let him think he won." She thought, and with a rather deep breath in, she opened her mouth. "For your information, that book is almost two hundred year old text and it's probably worth a lot." She said, crossing her arms and watching his face. It hadn't changed from that smug look, but there was a gleam in his eye.

"Really? What's that thing about anyway?" The sudden interest only lead Jinora to one conclusion. She was never going to get her book back.

"It's called Love Amongst the Dragons." She said. It was strange, she would normally say it with such pride. In a case like this however, it seemed like the last thing she wanted to talk about. None the less, it was here.

"Sounds like a stupid love story."

Jinora frowned. "Of course someone like you would say something like that." she said, her arms uncrossing. The look in his eyes changed again. He looked angry.

"What do you mean by someone like me? Cause I'm not some pampered, dainty princess?" He asked, his voice unchanged. Jinora wasn't fooled though. That look in his eyes made her think of what she could have said to make such an impression. At the same time, she was just as insulted as he was.

"What makes you think I'm pampered?" She asked, waiting to see what he had to say. Jinora didn't know how good of an answer it would be, but she would at least give it a chance, right?

"You're at this party aren't you?" And that chance was completely wasted.

"My dad's a councilman." She paused. This was strange; for the first time, she had to explain her lineage, her family's political role in Republic City's life. And Jinora wasn't deaf. Ever so often, she'd hear rumors, whispers about how Republic City was getting worse and worse off ever since her grandfather died. She knew that her father really was trying to make things better. This was only her beliefs though. Because now, she was faced with what she saw as the result of the neglect of the city, and how corrupt things have gotten. Her heart felt heavy, and it wasn't from anger, or physical exhaustion either. This was pure guilt, guilt that she had no clue where it came from. She knew she had nothing to do with the instability of Republic City, but this was pain. There's no way that gravity was the source of her problem; that was probably the worst part. "Even so, it's not like he showers us in stuff." She said, her face dropping as she sunk down on the step she had been reading on. It's not like it would have mattered now.

"What's that stupid book about anyway?" For a split second, Jinora swore the boy's eyes showed regret too. But trying to change the subject was a good enough idea, so she went along with it.

"You want to know?"

The boy crossed his arms. "It's not like me to lack information." He said, that confidence back.

"Well I know at least one thing you don't know." Jinora challenged the boy. She didn't know why she did it again.

"And what would that be."

"My name." Was it weird that the two of them had been talking and hadn't revealed anything like their names yet? Maybe, but that just made it all the more interesting.

"I'll make you a deal. I'll give you back your book, if you-" Jinora was listening to this deal, or anything else that didn't have a load of violence. Too bad the boy never got to finish his sentence.

"Jinora, there you are!" Ikki came, her mouth moving at a mile a minute as usual. But this wasn't the kind of face of over excited happiness that Jinora normally saw on her sister's face. This kind of excitement on Ikki's face had more worry, like if a building was exploding and people came to watch, or reading a gruesome part of a novel. "C'mon! The weird lady-smelling councilman with the three ponytails tricked Korra into joining that thing he wanted her to join."

"The task force?" Jinora heard about it at dinner the other night, but she thought Korra wasn't going to go through with it. Oh yeah, Ikki said she got tricked into joining. This was a truly interesting turn of events after all.

"Yeah! C'mon, dad wants us to leave!" Ikki wasted no time in dragging Jinora away inside, but Jinora knew she was forgetting something very important.

"Ikki wait!" Her book! But it was too late. The boy was gone and so was Love Amongst the Dragons.

Yeah not the best chapter ending but I like it. I hope you do too.