Katara relaxed in her chair at her home. Soma came bursting in through the door a minute later, her face bright red. "Wow… your actually home before me," Soma said, sitting down in a chair. "Dude… why are you red?" Katara asked. "I met my dream guy… I mean the guy in my dream not…" Soma stopped herself, "anyway… I made a total idiot of myself anyway." "How?" Katara asked. "Well, first I punched his team-mate in the face," Soma began. "You punched someone in the face… why?" Katara asked.
"He was bullying a little kid," Soma explained. "Honestly? Nice job Soma...but it seems, you're hurt as well," Katara said. "I'm fine… that's the other thing… I tripped while trying to… uh… get close to him," Soma said, turning red. Katara nearly choked on her the pop she was drinking, "so soon… usually you at least wait… a day." "That's not what I meant," Soma said.
Their mother, hearing their conversation, walked into the kitchen. "Is he cute?" she asked. "Mom! Don't encourage her!" Katara exclaimed. "He's golden," Soma squeaked. "Katara… why don't you have a boyfriend yet?" their mother asked. Katara spat her pop out, coughing. Soma laughed at Katara, "yeah… why don't you?"
"Shut up Soma," Katara scoffed, "and mom… I'd rather concentrate on more important things, like my studies and training." "Well, that's nice dear… dinner will be in ten minutes. Oh and Soma, good luck," their mother said, smiling. "It's times like this I wish we had a mother who minded her own business," Soma said, opening her journal and beginning to write.
"What's this?" Katara asked, snatching the journal away and beginning to read. "Katara! Don't read that!" Soma exclaimed trying to take it back. "He was soo cute! I can't believe I tripped in front of him… he's even better looking than in my dreams. And his voice, how do I put it, sexy!" Katara read aloud, using mocking hand gestures as she avoided Soma. "Really Soma, I'm almost embarrassed that I read this," Katara laughed, "maybe i'll make copies and sell them to your new fans for money."
"Katara!" Soma exclaimed. "Chill, I'm only joking," Katara said, laughing. "Then give it back," Soma said, almost glaring at Katara. "Fine… here," she said, handing it back, "what else is in there?" "My dreams… a secret… guys…" Soma said, sitting down and beginning to write again. "Let me guess… it's mostly about guys, right?" Katara asked. "Nope… it's mostly about my secret," Soma said.
"What's your secret?" Katara asked. "If I told you it wouldn't be much of a secret now will it?" Soma asked. "Well, you've got to tell someone eventually," Katara said. "I will… I imagine once I meet someone I want to share my life with… I'll tell them," Soma said, slowly. "You'll tell your future husband and yet you won't tell your own sister… that cuts me really deep Soma," Katara said.
"This coming from the chick who has more secrets about herself than I do about boys," Soma said, with a laugh. "I thought your secret wasn't about boys?" Katara said. "It's not… well not the main secret… but there are a few secrets about boys in here," Soma said, putting her pen down. "I'm still surprised you only have one journal," Katara said. "I summarize," Soma said, with a shrug.