"I don't know about this…" Soma said uneasily. "Aww c'mon! It's just a bunch of other kids… it's not a big deal!" Katara said, dragging Soma across the yard. "What if they don't like us?" Soma asked. Katara snorted, "they have to like us… we'll probably be spending the rest of our lives with them," she said. "I guess that's true…" Soma said, getting a little more confident.
Weird looks, sniggers and whispers followed Katara and Soma as they entered a group of children. "Hey… red head," a boy called. "Yeah?" Soma asked, turning around. "Are you a guy or a girl…? I can't tell because your hair's so short!" he howled. Soma dropped her gaze down, embarrassed.
"And what are you wearing… it looks like you got It out of the trash!" a girl added. "Don't listen to them," Katara whispered to her, she turned on the girl and boy who had mocked Soma. "Knock it off before I make you!" she said, narrowing her eyes. "What are you going to do rag doll … hit us with your… pigtails," the girl sneered.
That was all Soma could take, it was one thing making fun of her… but no one made fun of her friends. She leapt on the girl, feeling more anger than she ever had felt… she hoped in her life. Her fists moved fast and found the girl's face with ease. She felt someone grab the back of her shirt and drag her off the girl.
"Soma!" Katara said in surprise, "that's going a bit far… don't you think?" Soma looked at the girl's bloody face; she had managed to actually break the girl's nose. "I'm sorry… I couldn't help it…" she said, innocently. "First you bite that strange lady's hand… now you beat someone up… you don't strike me as this kind of person," Katara said, still slightly amazed. "I guess I'm a naturally violent person," Soma said with a shrug.
"You think?" Katara laughed, "Jeez, you could be a pretty good ninja one day." Soma shook her head, "I don't like fighting." "Really?" Katara asked, "I would never have guessed." "Ha ha ha," Soma said, rolling her eyes slightly. "I'm being serious," Katara said, laughing slightly.
"Well anyway… we don't need them to like us… come on I'm sure we can find something else to play with," Katara said, beginning to drag Soma across the yard again. "Umm… okay… but you don't have to drag me around," Soma said. "Also… you should know this… if I don't feel like playing with you it's nothing personal… I just like to be alone sometimes," Katara said, letting go of Soma's wrist. "Oh… okay," Soma said.
"Speaking of which… I need to think about something," Katara said, suddenly. "What? Oh… okay… well… I'll try to make more friends… I'll see you later," Soma said, as Katara walked away. "You do that… and see ya," Katara called back to her.
'Hmmm… what to do… what to do?' Soma wondered as she wandered around the yard. She looked at the sandbox where some of the people who were making fun of her were. 'I could always try again…' she thought, taking a deep breath and walking towards them. "Hi…"she said, trying to be cheerful. "Come to beat someone else up?" the girl, whom she had beaten up asked. "Uh… no… I just," Soma said. "Get outta here kid…" the boy who made fun of her hair scoffed, "no one wants you here."