It was a beautiful sunny day in the city as two teens walked down the street. Lots of activity was going on, mostly selling and buying merchandise. The two teens came up to a photo booth, where they stopped for a moment. "Aang, let's get our pictures taken!" The girl said.
"Well, we do have time for a few I guess. Ok, Katara," Aang agreed.
They stepped inside the booth, closing the black curtain behind them. They sat down on the booth, arms around each other lovingly. The first picture was snapped, and then it gave them time for a new position. Katara plopped herself on Aang's lap and kissed his cheek. He smiled and hugged her, blushing a little. That scene was snapped, and then the two teens got in their last position, which Katara didn't like. Aang had his arms around her, and she had her arms around him. "We did this for the first one. We need something different," she suggested.
"Ok what would-mph!"
Aang's lips were captured in hers, arms still around each other. The camera snapped again, taking the last picture. When they got the strip of pictures, the two blushed and walked out, holding hands. They were sure to remember this for years to come.
A Few Years Later
Katara was cleaning out her desk, papers and decorations scattered around her room. Her boyfriend, Aang, appeared in the doorway, a smile on his face. "Hey Katara! What 'cha doing?" he asked, picking up some old school work with doodles of them all over them.
"Just cleaning. Those are from last year, by the way. Math was very boring, you know."
"Yeah, it was. Hey, look! Remember when we got our pictures taken?" he asked, holding up the strip of three pictures, one with hugging, one with a kiss on the cheek, then the last one with the two kissing passionately.
"Oh yea! I almost forgot about those!" she said, going up to her boyfriend.
"Good find," she said, inching closer and closer. Their lips connected, and the mess on the floor was forgotten, and a certain brother's screaming unheard.