The tables had turned as Zuko won the race. Sokka must feel so humiliated. He was supposed to meet me here at the finish line but he didn't come. I waited and waited after which I decided to hunt him. I searched frantically for him. I searched far and I searched wide but Sokka was nowhere to be seen.
Great, I thought. Just great. What do I do now?
I made my way back to the finish line in hope that he might come. The crowd now was thinner than before. As I was walking I bumped into someone when I looked into his eyes I knew instantly it was Zuko. Golden eyes, you'd never miss them, that's what they said.
"Excuse me! How dare you bump into me?" I said angrily. "Just because you won the race doesn't mean you can walk into me like that!" I quarrelled.
I didn't know why I was so angry. Any other day, I would have apologised myself but today I was either angry at the fact that Zuko won or that I couldn't find Sokka.
Zuko simply stared at me and didn't even say a word. He took in my wavy chocolate brown hair, my blue breath-stealing eyes and my cherubic face. Then for some reason he looked lost in the labyrinths of a twisted thought.
"Hello! I'm talking to you mister," I fumed as I clicked my fingers in order to get his attention. Instead he sprinted off. I uttered a profanity. How could he just run off like that? I was talking to him! Maybe I was shouting at him but still.
Someone tapped my shoulder, I turned around and gasped. It was Sokka. I gave him a hug and then we left abruptly. Sokka definitely was a little down; I tried my best to cheer him up. In the end I cracked the most terrible joke possible.
"You know that's the worst joke I've heard but oddly I find it funny," he said as he let out a giggle.
Sokka glanced at my wrist then said, "Where's your bracelet?"
"What do you mean where is it? Its right here," I said as I elevated my wrist only to find it empty. Oh no! A mantra chanted in my head, shit, shit, shit. Where could it have disappeared to?