Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender
Author's note: Yes im that chock full of ideas for this story. I listen to my music everyday and sometimes they give me ideas on what to write for the next chapter. The song for inspiration just so happened to be Everlong by Foo Fighters. This is probably Dave Groh's most famous piece. This is also my longest chapter up to date. I also finally incorporated characters from the show into the story. Oh and btw Katara and Sokka are also freshmen. Their ages are 18 and 19 respectively. So Enjoy the fruits of my labor.
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang...
The seconds seemed like minutes and the minutes seemed like hours to Aang, who was still trapped in the closet. He was listening to Everlong by Foo Fighters and it reminded him of Onji; his ex-girlfriend from high school.
Commence Flashback
He remembered the day she broke up with him. It was the day before the senior prom, she drove to his house and they were talking on the front porch. Aang talked for awhile about how much fun they were going to have at the prom the next day. Onji decided to stop him before he got too excited.
"Aang, please don't hate me for what im about to say." she started.
"Onji, I could never ever hate you, you're the most beautiful, intelligent, funny girl I've ever had the pleasure of knowing." Aang said sincerely. Onji's cheeks blushed at his compliment but quickly faded away.
"Aang... There's someone else..." She was hesitant to go on.
"Wh-what?" Aang's voice suddenly went from excited and sincere to a mere whisper . There was a slight pause from him to confirm what he just heard.
"I'm SOOOOO sorry Aang, i never meant to hurt you, I-" she was cut off by what Aang had to say.
"YEAH! WELL YOU DID HURT ME!" his voice overpowered hers. "HOW could you do this to me! And why would you decide to tell me this on the day BEFORE OUR SENIOR PROM! Do you ENJOY seeing me this way! Do you ENJOY tormenting me? Is this how you get your sick kicks! Well I don't find this very fucking funny AT ALL!"
Onji started to cry, she knew what she had done was so wrong and she hated to see Aang so devastated.
"Just tell me one thing Onji, who is it?" Aang said in a monotone voice.
Onji was hesistant to reveal the person because she was fearful that Aang might try and kill him.
"It's J-Jet." she stuttered as she wiped the mucus from her nose.
"That's all i need to know." He turned away from her and looked towards the street.
"Y-you're not going to k-kill him are you?" she was still wiping snot from her nose.
Aang could hear her sniffles and turned back around, he reached into his pocket and took out a white handkerchief, he extended his hand towards her as she reluctantly took it. Her eyes gave him a look of thanks.
"No, i won't kill him, but I do have a few words I want to tell him."
"Thank you." she said as she bowed and gave him back his hanky. Aang waved his hand at her and shook his head.
"Keep it, its yours."
"Thank you." as she bowed again and stood up to leave him with his thoughts. As she was walking down his walkway, Aang called her name.
"Onji."
"Yes Aang?"
"Can you answer one more question for me?"
"Of course."
"Does Jet make you happy?"
There was a pause as she averted her eyes and pondered his question.
"Yes, he really does make me happy." she replied.
Aang could sense the sincerity in her voice, and his emotional pain was relieved a little.
"Than im happy for you and I forgive you Onji, i hope that we can still remain friends?" his last sentence was more of a question than a statement.
Onji ran up to him and gave him a warm hug that lasted five seconds. He could smell the shampoo that she used in her hair and he savored the scent. Their bodies separated but she was still holding his hands in hers, and her dark brown eyes were staring right into Aang's steel gray one's.
"Of course we can Aang."
She then kissed him on the cheek and walked to her car. Aang turned to go back inside his house and listen to his music so that he could take his mind off his situation. He put his iPod on shuffle and it seemed as if his mp3 player could tell how he was feeling because Everlong started to play. "Apparently, Dave Grohl can relate."
The next day, the day of the prom, the day that would have been one of his most memorable experiences with his now ex-girlfriend, he drove to Jet's house to give him a piece of his mind. He arrived at the address and noticed that Jet's house was enormous, it reminded him of some sort of clubhouse. He lives by himself in this mansion of a house?. Aang thought.
It was late in the afternoon when he knocked on the front door. He heard some footsteps and Jet opened the door. Jet was chewing on a piece of straw which promptly fell to his floor once he realized who was knocking on his door.
"Aang! What are you doing here?" Jet said with shock.
"May I come in? I have a few things that I want to discuss with you."
Jet was reluctant to let him in not knowing what the situation was all about.
"Uhhh, sure..." Jet stepped out of Aang's way and let the airbender in.
"Thank you."
"Sooo, what do you want to discuss?" Jet was still oblivious to what this was about. Aang took a seat on the couch and he took a deep breath before he began to speak.
"It's about your new girlfriend, Onji."
"Oh, I-I'm sorry bout that bro, I-" He started as Aang held up his hand signaling for him to stop.
"Don't worry, you can relax, I'm not here to beat you up, in fact I would never beat anyone up out of spite."
Jet breathed a sigh of relief knowing full well that Aang was capable of giving a thorough ass-whipping. There was a slight pause then Jet continued the discussion.
"Onji... she's a nice girl."
"Yes, she is a nice girl."
There was another long pause as Aang continued.
"But if you do anything to take advantage of her kindness or hurt her in anyway, I will skillfully, willfully, and thoroughly... beat you down." Aang said calmly.
Jet gulped and Aang could see the fear in his eyes.
"Do I make myself clear?" Aang asked as he leaned towards him.
"Crystal." Jet replied slowly.
"Good." And with that Aang got up from the couch as Jet showed him to the door. Aang drove away to leave Jet to think about the discussion they just had. Jet closed the door behind him and leaned on it, he was staring at the ground deep in thought about what Aang said he would do to him if he hurt Onji in anyway.
End Flashback, Back in the closet
"What's done is done and I should just forget all about what happened those two days." Aang muttered. Besides she said he made her happy, and I believe her. Maybe i can visit her at Ba Sing Se University one of these days for a surprise visit. I really want for us to remain friends, even if she is with someone else.
Everlong ended and just as he was about to choose the next song, the bell rang. "Thank the Spirits, this nightmare is over." He started to pound on the door and yell for help but the hustle and bustle of kids walking and talking overpowered his cries.
There was a girl who was walking with another boy that was considerably taller than her, and they looked almost exactly alike. They both had the same dark skin color, same bright blue eyes, and the same hair color except the girl's hair was much longer and the boy's hair was pulled back into a wolf tail. The couple were siblings. They were engaged in a heated debate.
"Come on Katara, Aquaman is the most pathetic superhero ever created."
"You're just saying that cause you don't bend! Batman doesn't even have a power!"
"If I were Batman, I wouldn't care if I didn't have any power, I'd still be filthy fucking rich and get to drive the batmobile and boss my butler Alfred around, plus Batman gets ALL the chicks."
"Aquaman can get any girl he wants too!" she retorted.
"Yeah? Like who? A mermaid doesn't count."
She was about to answer his question when she heard knocking and cries of help from the closet.
"Helllp! Somebody PLEASE!"
"Sokka there's someone in the closet!" Katara tugged on her brother's shirt.
"Where I don't see any gay guys around here." he said as he looked around and used his hand as a visor.
"No you insensitive jerk, there's really someone stuck inside the closet!"
"Help! is anyone out there?" Aang continued to shout.
"We have to help him Sokka! We can't just leave him here!"
"Weird cries of help coming from a closet accompanied by furious pounding? Maybe someone's getting raped in there. Eh, lets just leave it and let someone else help."
"One of these days Sokka I'm just going to water whip you a new asshole." Katara muttered to herself.
She noticed that a door stopper was preventing whoever was on the other side from getting out. She removed it and Aang fell out of the closet and landed on all fours. His eyes adjusted to the new bright light and stood up to thank his savior. He wiped himself off and turned around to see the most beautiful girl he had seen in his life. He froze, astonished by her angelic appearance. He then realized that it was the cheerleader girl that he was staring at when he drove past the football field earlier that day.
"Are you okay?" The angel asked.
Aang was at a loss for words. He tried to talk but he stammered.
"I-I, uhhh, I, uhhhhh, th-thank you?" he managed to say.
"No problem, the name's Katara." She extended her hand for a shake. Aang took it and the handshake continued for 5 seconds when she realized he wasn't saying anything so she decided to continue the conversation in order for him to give a response.
"And YOU are?"
"Oh, I'm Aang." as he snapped out of his daze.
"Well, its a pleasure to meet you Aang."
"L-Likewise." He was still nervous about standing this close to her.
"DUDE! where'd you get those sweeet tats?" Sokka asked enthusiastically as he pointed at Aang's arm's.
"Oh these? I got them 5 years ago when i was 12. That was when I mastered airbending."
"You're an airbender?" Katara asked.
"Yeah. Does that surprise you?"
"Well yes, it kinda does, don't airbenders live a life of seclusion?" she continued.
"My father wanted me to have a different experience of life other than the temple, so he got a job here and we moved here when I was 6. I continued my training and education till I became a master myself. Then I went back to the temple to get my tattoos done, and I came back here for the rest of my schooling."
"What happened to your mother?"
Aang looked away.
"I never knew her, she died giving birth to me."
"Oh im so sorry, our mother is dead too, she was killed by a drunk driver."
"Im sorry to hear that."
There was a long awkward pause.
Sokka clapped his hands to break the tension.
"All right lets stop feeling sorry for ourselves and lets head to class." as he pointed his thumbs to a random direction.
"Yeah, Sokka and I should be getting to Advanced Algebra and Trig."
"Oh hey, that's what I have next too, let's go together!" Aang said with much enthusiasm knowing that he had a class with such a pretty girl.
The siblings both smiled as all three of them began to walk to class.
All right, end of chapter 3... As always, do that read and review thing.. This chapter was kind of a creative juice drainer for me, i'll try and keep my ideas coming but im open to suggestion as to where the story should go next.
"...and we out...Peace."