Hey there Fanfiction peoples! Allisocoolike here, giving you another chapter of a story that you will never see anywhere else!

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Disclaimer:

Alli: Bee, can you say it for me?

Smellerbee: Yup... AND DON'T CALL ME THAT!

*Cough* Anywho, Alli doesn't own Avatar the Last Airbender, if she did she'd have been famous for writing an amazing TV show at the age of

7... And Mike and Brian are like in their 30s now. So... Yeah... On with the story.

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The village I have now lived in for about a week now is quite quaint

(I'm still not quite over the fact that I am in the avatar world though), there is the main square where the villagers will hang out, party, etc. Surrounding the main square is a big shopping area. There are booths of all kinds where you can by food, clothes, jewelry, and many other trinkets. If you head north and turn right, then take a left at the intersection, you will find the best teashop in town. It is famous for having the best tea in all the nations (except the Fire Nation of course but since we're at war you can't go there).

The people here are very nice, I have even made a few friends. The first friend I made was a girl about two years older than me; her name is Angelica. Angelica has long chocolate wavy brown hair that falls down to her mid back, which she normally wore up in a ponytail. She has soft emerald green eyes and a cute button nose dotted with freckles. Her skin complexion is almost the exact opposite of mine (in other words, she is quite pale). Angie can be quite aggressive when provoked but other than that she is tranquil and probably wouldn't hurt a fly (a spider maybe but definitely NOT a fly).

A few days later, Angelica introduced me to her friend Emme who I became friends with quite quickly. Emme was basically the exact opposite of Angelica. She has strawberry blonde hair that reached the bottom of her shoulder blades; her eyes are large but are a very pretty shade of hazel that seems to have a constant glow. Her skin color is not too different from mine but is a tad bit lighter, and if you look closely, you can see her dimples when she smiles, look even closer, you can see freckles splattered all over her face.

I have a lot more friends but Emme and Angelica are the ones I hang out with the most, the rest of them seem to only be able to handle small douses of me at a time because I talk a lot... And I don't like shopping. The last time I tried to hang out with one of my other friends she gave me a makeover. Let me tell you, NOT PLEASANT!

*Flashback*

"Can I be done now?" I asked, ready to get of of the skintight dress

Taya had decided to doll me up in.

"Avi, why would you want to get out of something that makes you look so pretty?" Taya whined, her expression twisted into a puppy dog face. "It flatters your figure nicely." She flipped her curly red hair like a diva and went back to work on the dress I was wearing.

I was quite agitated, "Maybe it's because I can't breath." I made sure to put extra emphases at the end to show that I really was having trouble breathing.

Taya's face fell as she heard my words. It was quite a sad sight to see. Then, she started to whimper. Oh boy, I don't do whimpering, it's my weakness, when someone whimpers it makes me feel like I have to give in or his or her is going to die. Her pretty blue eyes seemed to double in size and she puckered her lips for dramatic effect.

The next event to occur I'm not quite sure to put into the category of a blessing or a curse. You see, right as soon as I was about to be me and say yes to Taya's puppy dogface Emme stomped into her room. The blessing part was that Taya was no longer focusing on me. The curse was that as soon as Emme saw me in the dress she started to laugh.

Emme was laughing so hard she had tears streaming down her face and was having a very hard time breathing. When she finally gained her composure and commented on my dress I wished she was still having trouble breathing. She said that I looked like a bee. When I looked into the mirror, I was horrified to see that Emme was right; I did look like a bee.

The dress was black; it hugged my body like its life depended on it (if it had a life). The dress had black and yellow roses dotting the waist of the dress. The skirt was lined in layers of black and yellow. Taya also had to go out of her way and my pull my short hair back into a messy bun with a few strands of hair left out to line my face. I did look quite pretty but that is why I hated it, I hated looking pretty, it made me look vulnerable and week.

*End flashback*

Emme told Angelica about me "becoming a Bee" and Angelica told someone else, and that person told her friends... My point is, now everyone calls me Bee. I hate that nickname, the name makes me feel like I'm only alive so that people can mock and tease me.

Oh well, I guess I can live with the name. I mean, It could be a lot worse... Actually, thinking about it, I have changed my mind about my freedom fighter name. Originally I was going to call myself Zephryne but now I have a totally different and more "original" name in mind.

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Authors Note:

I know, this chapter has no plot, but I just thought that I should probably introduce Avis's friends in this one... Please give me your opinion.

Please review! I really want to know what to do to become a better writer.

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Alli: Give me you honest opinion please.

PS: I'll be gone all week for a family reunion and the rule is no electronics. But that won't stop me from writing with pen and paper. I promise that I'll try to update not this week but next week. I'm excited!

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