Hmm, I applaud those who have found my fic and decided to read it, 'cause I donno about yall, but the search engine on fanfic wont work for me right now. (smacks fanfic employees on their heads "Get it to work!") Anyway… umm, well that's it. Here is the second chapter, hope you like!
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"Trying to start a new fashion?" She said, the sarcasm heavy in her voice. The girl wore a heavy black hoodie, with her sleeves scrunched up to her elbows. On the sweatshirt was an emblem of a skull and cross bones put in silver fabric. She had baggy blue jeans on, with holes in both the knees. The girl also wore a chain around her neck, and 3 silver rings on her right hand. On her left hand was something like a glove, but it was in fishnet, and didn't cover her fingers. The girl's hair was black with deep purple highlights, and her eyes were bright green. She looked to be about 14.
Zuko looked at the oddly dress girl, "Pahh, like you should talk." He spat at her.
"Well at least I get my clothes locally, bet you go to China to get your threads."
Zuko didn't know where China was, but whatever the girl had said sounded like an insult. "You dare talk to me like that!" He placed his hands over his duel swards and prepared for a fight.
"Ya Scarface, I do dare." The girl taunted. "Soooo whatcha gonna do about it?" She cocked her head to the side; "Have any Jacky Chan moves to go with the outfit?"
Why doesn't she make a move to defend herself? Or even put up a fighting stance? And if I am in the Fire Nation, wouldn't she recognize who I am? Who's Jacky Chan? A million and one questions zipped trough Zuko's mind as he tried to think of what to do. The 'Scarface' comment had pissed him off, but he didn't really want to pick a fight with some little girl. 'Back off." He hissed in a voice of warning, and pulled his sward out an inch to show he meant it.
"Oh, the foreign boy has a blade! Well so do I!" The girl reached into her sneaker and pulled out a switch blade knife. She flicked it open and looked blatantly at Zuko, a small grin slowly making its way onto her face.
Just then a woman's voice (not Molly's) called out: "Allison! Allison come on, we're going home dear."
"Shit," The girl mumbled and stuck her knife back into her shoe. "You're lucky I didn't kick your ass." Allison pointed her finger at Zuko.
Zuko cocked an eyebrow, "Run home to Mommy." He said, drawing happiness out of the girl's humiliation. Allison left and Zuko turned and started walking towards Wal-Mart, he was a bit hungry, and this looked like a place he could get food.
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Allison walked over to her mother's SUV. That boy was kinda cute, and the Chinese armor fit him well. And the part she liked the most, was that even though he wore dorky clothes, he still looked like he could get the hurtin' on anybody who crossed him. She let out a small smile, I hope I see him again!
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Zuko was close to the store now, and could see the glass doors, he could also see that they had no handles. He got closer and watched in shock as the doors opened themselves. A little scared, Zuko backed up a few steps, soon the doors closed. Very cautiously he stuck his arm out, nothing happened so Zuko took a step forward. The doors opened again, and the prince stood there in awe, what kind of magic is this? he thought. Zuko then jumped through the opening, half expecting the doors to come slamming shut trapping him inside the building. The doors did shut, but only after a few seconds of him being on the inside. "Hi, welcome to Wal-Mart!" a zit-faced teenager said. "Is there anything I can help you find?" The boy looked to be a year or two older then Zuko.
"No." Zuko said flatly in response. His stomach however told a different tale, with a loud grumble it reveled what he was looking for.
"There's a McDonalds in the back, and from what you're wearing I'm guessing you're an Avatar fan. We just got the first season in on DVD if you want to look at it. Your costume looks very authentic, a true fan aren't you!"
"No," Zuko said and walked off in the direction of the food place the man had mentioned. He walked through the store and passed the clothes section. Nothing that Zuko was wearing looked anything like what this place was selling. In fact, everybody Zuko saw was wearing blue pants, and some kind of colored T-Shirt, he had never seen people dressed like this. Maybe that stupid girl was right; maybe I do stick out a bit in these clothes. Zuko looked around until he found some shorts and a red shirt that he liked.
"Shopping for you sister?" A female voice said from behind.
"Wha, NO!" Zuko replied in an irritated voice. There was no way he would ever shop for his sister.
Thesales lady then said, "Well are you shopping for you girlfriend? 'Cause you know you're in the girl's section right?"
"Aarrgg!" Zuko threw the clothes that were in his hand onto some jean rack. Why can't I even pick out some new clothes without making a fool of myself? I shouldn't have left Uncle. Zuko looked over at the lady with a touch of sadness and anger in his eyes.
"Do you need some help?" She asked smiling at the teen. Reluctantly Zuko nodded and she escorted him to the young mans department. "Here you go." She said once the arrived, "Now what's your size?" Zuko shrugged, all the clothes he had ever gotten, had been tailored to fit him perfectly. "Hmmm, I'm gonna guess your about a 24, or maybe a 26 around the waist." She pulled out some shorts each with different designs on them. "And a medium shirt." She waved toward the wall which had many T-Shirts hanging from hooks. "Pick out a few shirts you like and I'll get them in the right size for you." Zuko pointed to 3 shirts, his favorite was blue with a silver flame on it. "Alrighty, take these and go try them on in the fitting room over there."
Zuko did what he was told (which was a first) and went into an empty stall. After about 10 minutes of taking off clothes and putting others on, Zuko narrowed down his selection to his favorite blue T, and some black shorts. He came out of the tiny room wearing what he picked out, and the helpful lady was standing there. "You want to buy these?"
"Yeah, how much?"
"Why don't you take off those tags and I'll ring you up." Not knowing what 'ring you up' was, Zuko didn't make a move.
"Take off the paper stuck to the cloth, and I'll be able to tell you what the price is." She said in a slow voice stretching out each word so Zuko could hear.
"I'm not deaf." He mumbled and tore off the tags. The lady took the paper from him and pressed a few buttons on a device.
"$26.72" She said in a cheerful voice. Zuko frowned and handed her one bronze coin. "Hmm, do you happen to have any American money?"
"What's 'American money'?" Zuko said a hint of worry in his voice.
"You know… dollars, quarters, pennies… any of this ringin' a bell?"
Zuko crossed his arms "Is that going to cover it or not?" He asked nodding to his bronze coin still in the woman's hand.
The woman sighed and handed the coin back to Zuko. "I'm gonna charge this to my credit card, when you have some real money, come back and pay me." She swiped a golden card in another contraption. Zuko mumbled his thanks and walked away, his old outfit in a plastic bag the woman had given him. "Wait," She called after him. Zuko turned around. "There's a coin collector stationed on the other side of the store, he might be able to give you some cash for that coin of yours." Zuko changed his coarse and started walking over to where the woman had pointed. All he really wanted was some food, but Zuko knew he would have to have the right currency to get anything.
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Whew, writing 3 pages so quickly gave me a bit of a head ache. A few notes, yes the girl in the beginning (Allison) is gothic-skater (without the heavy make-up), and no it's not me, just the beginning was based on my 4th of July... If you liked the descriptions of new things like in chapter one (cars, lamp posts, ect.) then wait till Zuko gets out of the store, there will be more of those. Umm… Oh, and there is a LOT of slang in here, so some words that arn't really words, (Kinda, Alrighty, ringin') those are just pronounced how you see them. I think that's it. And remember to review! Plz!