Chapter 1

I was shoved onto the hard, classroom floor while reaching up to the shelf to get some paint. Laughter filled the entire classroom as I lay helplessly on the ground under the shelf, struggling to get up from my awkward position.

It wasn't helping that all my classmates were laughing at me making me feel humiliated. It also wasn't helping that while I had reached for the large red paint bottle, its lid was "coincidentally" open and had toppled over, spilling its liquidy content all over my hair, shirt and pants. It also wasn't helping that my worst enemy, my worst bully was hovering over me, one foot stepping roughly on my side, preventing me from getting up.

I cringed because of all of this; the humiliation, the red mess on me, and the bruise I could feel that was starting to form on my side.

You should be used to this. I said strongly to myself. Been through this loads of times, this is just another.

From my position on the floor I glared up at those dark, blue eyes of his. I hated this guy's guts, and he hated mine. However, my glare must've not been menacing enough because he simply smirked, unaffected by my lack of affection towards him.

I tried to get up to a sitting position, however he just removed his foot, and slammed both my wrists above my head with his strong hands.

I growled up at him while he just smirked down at me, obviously pleased by my expression. I hated being looked down upon, which is ironic because that happens to me every single day.

The whole class now had their phones out and were taking either videos or pictures. Like this couldn't get humiliating enough…

"You should be more careful Amethyst," he said in an arrogant tone above me. I didn't bother struggling. I had been in this situation too many times before, it was a wise choice not to make a move.

"You're always such the clumsy type, you know that?" he continued sneering at me enjoying my humiliation and hurt. "Be careful next time…Mudblood"

The whole class snickered at the name. I felt anger and rage start to boil up inside of me. Do you know what a Mudblood is? If you've read Harry Potter… then you would know. In the Harry Potter books that's what they call non magical beings… That's the name they gave me, Amethyst, and only me in this entire school. That's what they call me, thinking I am lower than them. Just because the entire school thinks I am a non-bender. They think I have no ability to bend an element. Mudblood. This is the name they've chosen for me. And it irks me.

"Ha! She's so weak!"

"Non-bender!"

I gulped. Here we go again, the name calling. Happens all the time really. The entire school doesn't like me because I am a nonbender, or at least I am a nonbender in their eyes. In result, they look down on me and treat me horribly, just because they think I wasn't like them. Even the teachers sometimes, when I was younger I would ask questions on homework assignments. However they woud always get impatient and snap at me, where as for other students they were extremely patient and kind with.

Now I stared up at the boy who still had his hands wrapped firmly around my wrists. Caleb.

I glared at him. "I hate you." I growled.

He smirked as he stared down at me, "Like I would care for a non-bender like you."

"Mudblood!"

"Why is she even in our school?"

"She doesn't belong here!"

"Get her out!"

"Burn her!"

All the chants stopped at once, and Caleb's eyes glistened with interest. He was thinking deeply about it, I could tell.

Then his grin grew wider, "Alright"

I started squirming wildly. No, NO, NO!

Then I felt another pair of hands grabs my ankles, pinning them down, someone else grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head while Caleb let go. I couldn't move. Everyone started moving towards us to get a better look.

I started panicking. I was used to the daily hits with rocks, and getting blown off my feet by airbenders but not being burned with fire. Yes, all the other benders hurt me using their bending but firebending was really way too far, it could hurt someone severely and leave horrible scars. The most though I got from the fire benders were several times where they burned my hair.

It stopped all the firebenders from severely hurting me using their bending it hadn't stopped Caleb. He had burned me only once which was a year ago, and now he would again.

Caleb sat on top of me, then gently cupped my cheek. He leaned in closely, his lips brushing softly against my ear, then whispered, "Don't worry babe. I won't hurt you."

Hah! Yeah right! Like fire doesn't hurt anyone!

I braced myself for this, I didn't like fire. But Caleb did.

He raised his right fist and I could already feel the heat from his flame radiating off his fist. I stared into his face with a glare while he grinned evilly down at mine. I'll never forget that stupid smirk on his face!

I could see the excitement and fire in his eyes.

I closed my own eyes, not wanting to see anyone while it was happening.

Water. I thought to myself desperately, trying my best to remain calm. Think of water. Cold, fresh water that would heal my burns.

And so I did.

Soon this will all be over. And I will heal myself.

As the fire hit my body repeatedly, the cheering from my classmates got louder and stronger.

I got weaker.

I rushed out of the bending school that day. My body hurt terribly and I had to get away from everyone to the nearest source of water. I couldn't go the washroom because there was bound to be water benders in there having a water bending battle.

It was now lunch, so we were free to go anywhere.

I ran straight into the forest once the bell rang and Caleb had finished up with me. I had groaned, rolling into a ball and biting my lips to restrain myself from whimpering and crying out. My classmates just laughed and left along with everyone else.

Caleb was the last one to leave before meeting his friends in the hallway. He had bent down and whispered, "You're a pathetic Mudblood who doesn't belong here. Just get out of our lives useless piece of filth"

I continued running through the forest with great difficulty but finally after five minutes, I arrived at the lake.

I collapsed onto the ground and immediately started bending the water and taking out its chemicals. My hands were shaking so bad because of the fire Caleb had burned me with. I cringed at the thought and immediately started focusing on healing myself. I thought of water. Water, and only water I thought of. I brought the water close to me, then lifted my shirt with one hand, very gently, started bending the water in and around my burned wounds.

I winced slightly, because it still stung and my body was practically black. A person who would've gotten burned and was not treated automatically with a water bender's help would most likely have a scar.

Luckily, I could waterbend and heal myself.

After healing, I stared down at my once burned body. Good as new, no one could even tell I was burned.

I let out a breath of relief and let my shirt roll back down. I still had about 50 minutes left before I had to go back to classes at the bending school with those benders.

I leaned against a tree and thought about the bullies, those arrogant, selfish, rude people… I wish I could punch every single smirk off these peoples' faces. I want to, oh—I was so tempted to!

I could do it, I know I can. I would've been able to on the first day I came to this school, the first time I ever got bullied. I could've fought them and won, the first punch they gave me, the first rock they ever threw at me, the first wind they hit me with, the first waves of water they soaked me with, and those very few times I was burned. However I didn't fight back… I had to keep my bending a secret. Not just my water bending though… all of them: water, earth, fire and air.

All because the Black Lotus were hunting and searching for me… the avatar.