Authors note: Alright, on to chapter three. I hope you all are enjoying this so far even though it is very different. Please review.

Chapter Three

Moving, Such A Hard Thing

"Mornin'," Katara mumbled, shuffling in her slippers.

She pulled at her tank top as she entered the kitchen. It was a day like any other…always the same.

"Hey Kat, want to go shopping today? I saw some great sells and some hot guys."

"Hey!" Sokka screeched at Ty Lee.

She only giggled with pleading eyes toward Katara.

"Sorry Ty, I'm not feeling too good."

"You're sick?"

"Something like that…"

"Okay then…I guess I'll just go alone."

"Sorry."

Ty Lee sighed, sipping her coffee slowly, "I guess I could invite Star…but she is such a pain. Oh well, next weekend then?"

Katara smiled, "I suppose."

Ty Lee grinned back as she left the table to go to her room. Sokka in turn went to the couch to watch the morning funnies. Katara decided just to sit at the table and do…nothing.

"I wish something would happen…" she whispered to herself, "Something so out of the ordinary I couldn't even dream of it."

Katara was waiting for some one in a jumpsuit to pop through her window and tell her she was a million dollar winner. On the contrary, nothing happened, nothing at all.

"My life is hell…" she muttered as her head fell on the table.

Just then, Hokada walked down the stairs. He had a blank expression on his face and he looked as if he hadn't slept a wink.

"Hey Dad, are you alright?" Katara asked, picking up her head.

"Fine," he said in a rather cold voice, "Just fine."

Sokka turned and the two siblings shrugged. Ty Lee came soon after the awkward moment, decked out in her pink glory.

"Come on," she said, turning to Sokka, "I called Star, she said she couldn't come and no way in heck am I going alone."

"Ty…" he begged.

"Sokka!"

"Alright, alright…"

Sokka mumbled and grumbled as he slipped his shoes on.

"Bye Dad…bye Katara…"

Katara mockingly waved as Ty Lee forced Sokka out the door. She blew kiss to Hokada and Katara before slamming the door behind her.

"Well here I am again, all alone. It's like I'm cursed. I wish there was just some way to get out in the world. Do you know what I mean…Dad…?"

Katara sighed when she saw that she was really alone in the kitchen for Hokada had disappeared.

"No one cares," she muttered, "No one listens and no one cares."

She quickly sprang up from her chair and stomped towards the stairs. However she stopped when she came upon her Dad's office. He never left the door open, it was always locked shut.

Katara glanced around before slowly inching towards it. She hesitated for a moment.

"Maybe I shouldn't…"

Even though she thought this her feet didn't stop. Soon she was in the office and the door was closed behind her. What she saw confused and amazed her at the same time.

There was picture of two women, over and over. One was surely her mother, Katara could tell even though she was only six when she died. She could still remember her face, clear as day.

The other though, was mysterious and unclear. Katara didn't know what to make of her.

She glimpsed around the room and soon became bored. All that was there were bills and work papers. Katara was about to leave when a piece of paper caught her eye. She picked it up and began to read aloud.

"We are sorry to report that you will no longer be of any use to us, Hokada Soku. We will give you your months pay and job offers around city. We hope this won't cause any inconvenience for you and your family…"

Katara put one hand to her head and gasped when she read the date.

"May twentieth! That was…three months ago. Dad's been unemployed for three months."

Katara slowly sat the paper down and started to look more intently around the room. When she found another letter she hadn't seen before she began to read it as well.

"We and the company would be glad to have you on the project. It would be a temporary move but we will work that out for you. The company is on the outskirts of Burton. We expect you in two weeks. We hope the move will be easy for your-"

"What are you doing here?!"

Katara dropped the paper, abruptly turning to Hokada's strict face.

"Your door was open so…so I came in. I just…I just needed to know what was wrong. Now I do."

Katara was about to brush past Hokada but he caught her hand.

"Katara, I-"

"Why didn't you tell me Dad?!" she cried, "I've been so worried. You should have told me…that we have to move."

"But Katara-."

"Why didn't you tell me they let you go?" she interrupted.

"I was going to, you have to trust me."

"When?! When were you going to tell me? You should have told me three months ago…you lied!"

"I know I lied."

"Why did you?"

"I wanted to protect you. I didn't want you or Sokka or Ty Lee to worry about school, or clothes, or food. I wanted you to be happy this year; I want you to be happy all the time."

"I'm getting older Dad," Katara whispered, "I can take it…"

"I know you can…maybe it was just me."

Katara looked down as her father stared up.

"So…were moving to Burton, is that it?" she asked.

"Yeah, the outskirts but not for good."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, we're not going to sell this house. I'm going there on temporary business, for four months. To see if I like the company and if they like me. If after the four months we don't like it there then we'll immediately move back.

"And…and if we do…"

"Then, we sell the house and stay…I know it's hard but I need he money."

Katara frowned as a tear rolled down her face. This house was everything to her. Her home, her life, her memories…she would always curse it for being the most boring house ever but truthfully, she loved it.

"So I guess we're leaving in two weeks…that's what the letter says."

"We actually have only a week now…I was still thinking of what to say. I was going to tell you yesterday but…I was too scared."

Katara looked up at her Dad, "I would've have been too…"

Hokada smiled for a moment before turning back to his saddened face.

"I suppose we should tell your sister and brother when they get home."

"I suppose…" Katara muttered.

Hokada didn't speak after that so she decided to walk out. When she was half way up the stairs she could hear footsteps following her. She looked back to see Hokada's face.

"I'm sorry…" he stated.

She wanted to forgive him but the words wouldn't come out. It's not that she didn't want to she just…couldn't. Katara nodded slowly and walked up to her room.

Walking in, she stared at a long hard time. Katara then grabbed one of her music boxes and let it play its soft tune once more in the room…

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Authors note: That was sad for me…it was her home and well, yeah. Anyway, I'll try to give a quick update. Please review.