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All right guys and girls, im back with another chapter. I've been delaying this cuz I start school on Monday and I just had freshman orientation and a lot of crazy shiznit happenin right meow. Also the story in this chapter is kind of improvised. So if any of you want to make a suggestion on what the next chapter should be about, by all means, make a suggestion. Also, do that read and review thing
The trio got to class just in time before the bell rang and they all let out a simultaneous sigh of relief. Professor Zhao looked at the three stragglers, then back at his attendance sheet.
"Right. on. time." pronouncing each word with emphasis.
The trio found three empty seats right next to each other in the back row since the rest of the seats were taken. Katara pointed to them and Sokka and Aang followed her. They pulled out their notebooks ready to learn.
Physically, Professor Zhao was a man of average height with a slightly bulky build, short hair and long sideburns. He was also wearing a pair of docker brown slacks, a short sleeved button-down shirt accompanied by a red tie, and brown florsheim dress shoes.
He turned towards the entire class and addressed them.
"Now, since it is the first day of class, I am going to hand out the syllabus for the semester."
He took a stack of papers and gave each row a stack to take and pass on.
"This is a college level math course so i expect everyone to do their best and if you have any questions or you need help, do not hesitate to stop me during my lecture and ask any questions you may have."
He continued on.
"Classroom rules are as follows, respect me and you shall receive my respect in return, and that is the only rule. It is your choice if you want to pay attention in this class, I mean it's not MY parents spending their hard earned money on my education. Also if your grade in this class drops below a 60% average you will be dismissed from my class. This is college people and I expect you to act like young adults."
Sokka snickered when Prof. Zhao said he expected them to act like young adults. This caused Katara to elbow him in the ribs telling him to shut up. He cringed at the pain and focused his attention to Prof. Zhao's words again.
"You will have a daily problem on the board each day you come to class, and it is your job to solve it on a sheet of paper and hand it in by the time class is over."
"You will also have homework every day of the week and I expect it to be done neatly and efficiently otherwise I will just throw it in the trash."
Everyone groaned in response knowing that they would always have homework in his class. One student voiced his disagreement.
"Oh come on that's not fair!" yelled the voice.
Prof. Zhao turned his attention to the back of the class to the student.
He pointed at the student and asked him his name.
"Uh, Sokka... Sokka Aquarius.
"Well Mr. Aquarius, life goes on, and then... you die." Prof. Zhao said in a matter-of-fact tone of voice. (My english teacher always said this if we said something was unfair or disagreed)
Sokka slumped back down in his seat, depressed from the information he just heard. Dammit he's right, he thought.
"Now, I am finished talking for the day, you may read your syllabus and talk quietly amongst yourselves till dismissal." and with that Prof. Zhao simply gathered his belongings and exited the room.
The students were dumbfounded at first then one by one they filed out of the classroom.
Sokka was taking a nap when he heard the sound of footsteps. He sat up from his drool covered desk and slurped a string of saliva back into his mouth.
"What is class over?" as his tired eyes.
"Yep, lets go grab some food or something." Katara proposed.
"Yeah, that sounds good." Aang replied in agreement.
"So what do you wanna eat?" Aang asked trying to break the silence as they walked around the campus.
"Something with meat." Sokka said as he put his index on his chin and made a thinking face.
"Of course Sokka, we all know that your favorite past-times include nothing but meat and sarcasm." Katara replied.
"Hey maybe that's how I should be known around these parts. Sokka, the meat and sarcasm guy. Hey do you know Sokka, oh the meet and sarcasm guy?" He was having an imaginary conversation with himself.
"Uhh maybe i'll pass on the meat and just get a salad or something, I'm a vegetarian." Aang said with reluctance.
"Oh come on dude, don't tell me you haven't tried a cheeseburger, or barbecue, or even bacon!" Sokka flailed his arms when he said bacon.
"Nope." Aang said smiling.
Katara giggled when she saw how big cute his smile was. Aang noticed her laugh and he blushed, admiring how her laugh was like music to his ears.
Aang and Katara still succumbed to Sokka's decision to go to Carl's Junior. Sokka ordered a Double-Bacon Cheeseburger with extra bacon, extra onions, a large order of fries, and a Monster Energy drink to wash it all down with. Aang just got a simple salad with a medium coke and some small fries. Katara got the same not wanting to feel bloated after eating.
Once their orders arrived to their table, Sokka rubbed his hands together and unwrapped the paper that covered the burger. The size of the burger was enormous, it was almost as big as his face. He opened his jaw wide enough to accommodate the size of the burger and took a massive bite out of it. Aang thought that he unhinged his jaw like a snake in order to take that big of a bite.
"You're table manners are atrocious..." Katara said disgustingly.
Sokka continued to chew, then he pointed to a poster on the wall. It was a poster of a man eating a burger about the same size as Sokka's burger and there was a caption below it which read in big yellow lettering: "Don't bother me, I'm eating."
After he pointed at it, he pointed at himself with his thumb insinuating the words on the poster, because his mouth was still full. Both Katara and Aang shook their heads and tried to make small talk. Aang started.
"So what do you like to do for fun besides cheerleading?"
"Well I also like to- wait what? How do you know I'm a cheerleader when I just met you?"
Aang rubbed the back of his head nervously and looked away.
"Sorry, I kinda sorta was spying on you... when I drove to school today."
"That was you, with the shades?"
"Yeah, that was me, I know it was kinda creepy." He chuckled nervously.
"Well, then it was kinda creepy, but now that I know who it was, I'm flattered that a guy as cute as you finds me attractive enough to drive that slow when passing by."
Aang smiled and blushed at her comment, and tried to get her to answer his partially answered question.
"Soooo, besides cheerleading?"
"Oh, right, uh, I also like to play volleyball and dance."
"That's great! Not to brag... but I'm kind of a dancer myself." Aang said as he brushed his knuckles on his shirt.
"Oh really now? Maybe we should get together at the club sometime and show me some moves." Katara flirted.
"Whoa whoa whoa, no ones showing any 'moves' to my little sister." Sokka chimed in. He only heard half of what the conversation was about because he was spacing out as he was devouring his burger
"Sokka were only talking about dancing." Katara put her face in her hand and sighed.
"Ohhh, yeah, I'm a great dancer, let's go to the club sometime."
"Yes, that's what we just said." Aang replied.
"Well I was occupied with this delicious burger." as Sokka held the sandwich to Aang's face. Aang leaned back in disgust.
They finished their meals and Sokka washed down his burger with his Monster.
"How are you even deemed physically fit?" Katara asked.
"I just burn it all up." as Sokka rubbed his belly.
The trio headed back to class and finished the rest of their day. To Aang's surprise, the siblings were in every class as he was except drumline. He caught up to the siblings at the end of the day and asked them if they wanted to hang out after school at his house for a snack or something.
"Sure, i'll just call our Dad and tell him we'll be home later."
She whipped out her phone and began to dial.
"Yeah sure no prob, do what you have to." Aang replied.
A minute passed and Katara returned to Sokka and Aang.
"Okay Aang let's go back to your place. Oh and Sokka, Dad said to come home no later than 8:00."
"Fine let's go." Sokka sighed.
"All right. To the 'Shire!'" Aang exclaimed.
Sokka raised his eyebrow in confusion.
"The 'Shire'?"
"Uhh, yeah, that's what I call my house." Aang chuckled.
"Well, we'll just see about that." Katara retorted.
Aang led them to his car and Sokka nearly crapped his pants.
"Sweet Agni! THIS is YOUR CAR!" He admired the arrow on the hood and walked around the entire car admiring each and every detail about it.
"It's just a car." Katara stated dryly.
Sokka turned to face her.
"It's not just a 'car'" he used air quotes around the word car.
"It's an original 1969 Chevrolet Camaro Z28 with 425 horsepower AND a V8 engine." Sokka was quite the car fanatic. Tinkering with cars and fixing them was also a favorite past-time with his father.
Aang admired it along with Sokka.
"Yeah, this is my baby. His name is 'Appa'." Aang ran his hands over the hood.
"How did you manage to get this car?" Katara asked.
"I inherited it from my aunt when she passed away, I got it when I was very young but I wasn't able to actually drive it till I got my license... Of course that didn't stop me from practicing." He chuckled.
"Enough talking, let's ride!" Sokka exclaimed.
Aang nodded and slid over the hood 'dukes-of-hazzard' style to the driver's side and even jumped inside the seat through the window. Sokka tried to imitate him but one of his legs missed causing him to pull his hamstring. He pulled his other leg out, opened the door to the front passengers side and tried to recover from his 'moment' Katara rolled her eyes and simply opened the door and situated herself in the back.
"All right, first time flyers, hold on tight." Aang informed them
"Wait, this thing flies?" Katara asked nervously
"Trust me Katara, once we get up to speed it'll feel like flying." Aang said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Well, you still have to prove it." Sokka retorted.
Aang started the engine and death metal started emanating from his radio at a high volume. Both Katara and Sokka covered their ears as Aang quickly lowered the volume.
"Sorry, i have some interesting tastes in music." Aang chuckled.
"That's for sure." Sokka stated. He took out a CD from his backpack and handed it to Aang.
"Here bump this shit. This is riding music."
"Uh, sure." Aang reluctantly loaded the CD and Lil Wayne started to play.
Uh, she lick me like a lollipop... lollipop
Sokka started to nod his head as did Katara. Aang couldn't stand Lil Wayne and he promptly ejected the CD and gave it back to Sokka.
"I'm making a car rule, strictly NO Lil Wayne. EVER." Aang said seriously.
"What are you talking about man, Lil Wayne kicks ass. He's the best rapper alive." Sokka replied.
"You have much to learn young Sokka about the 'rock and the metal.'" Aang tried to sound like a wise sage.
Aang took out his iPod and put on 'Gasoline' by Audioslave. He started to nod his head lightly then started to headbang fiercely. Katara and Sokka were taken back by his enthusiasm but soon they both started to enjoy the songs themselves. Aang shifted into reverse.
"Appa yip-yip" as Aang quickly reversed out of his spot. He shifted into first, and quickly accelerated down the street.
End of Chapter 4
Did you guys get the little 'Bugs Life' quote I snuck in here? I'll give you a hint, the character 'Hopper' usually says it. Anyway. Review, Suggest, do whatever you gotta do.
"...and we out...peace"