Authors note: Hmm…just a really interesting, I hope well written, exciting chapter, really long too. I hope you all enjoy. Oh and by the way, I just wanted to say how happy I am to have the sequel up. It really is exciting to have some of you back.

Chapter Five

I'm Blinded

"It's uh…suitable room."

Katara dropped her bag with a sigh. The room was smaller than her old bathroom. That was of course exaggerated but…it wasn't too far from the truth.

"I'm sure with a bit of decorations it will feel right at home."

Katara didn't answer her dad and made sure not to. Once she heard him leave she decided to open her first box. Katara gasped when the first thing she saw was her pebble.

She smiled sitting it on her desk in the corner of her room.

"I wonder where you are," Katara said to herself, picking the next thing out of the box.

She sighed as the hours went on. Katara was surprised to see that she had finished in only three. She couldn't fit everything so the rest would go the garage.

"How's your room coming?" she asked Ty Lee when she went downstairs.

"Done…my room is just kind of-"

"Small," Katara finished.

Ty Lee nodded as Sokka joined the group.

"Well you all should be happy…our first day of school is tomorrow. I think we're going to need all the rest we can get."

"I wonder how the pleasant children of Burton will react to us."

Katara was going to correct Ty Lee seeing as they lived on the outskirts but she couldn't. She had no idea what town they were in. Katara would have asked her dad but her heart didn't want to. She was still angered by his recent decisions.

"I guess this will just be "The Place" for now," she told herself, falling slowly to sleep.

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Katara walked down the cold hallways of Concord High and frowned. Not one person had spoken to her and honestly, she was glad. Katara had only received mean glares and rude remarks. She couldn't find her siblings, lost in the school.

"First days are always like this, first days are always like this…"

Katara repeated these words over and over in her head. However, the more crude faces she saw, the more the words faded away.

When she knew she had found her first class, Katara sighed pulling at her messenger bag.

"It's okay…" she muttered before walking in.

Katara didn't even have words to explain the chaos. The students were so out of control she could barely breathe. Mostly because of an awkward stench but that was not the only thing causing her discomfort.

"Class," what looked like the teacher said, "This is our new student, Katara Suko."

"It's Soku," Katara corrected.

"Who cares?" a student sitting in one of the front desk's mumbled.

Katara looked down as the teacher sighed. He pushed back his circle rimmed glasses and pointed to a desk in the back.

"Please take a seat," he said, not even looking at Katara.

Katara nodded, making her way slowly down the classroom. She tried to ignore the gossiping going on around her. She tried to turn from all the evil looks. But they wouldn't go away. When Katara finally made it to her desk she sighed happily.

She started to take out a notebook when she a girl staring at her. Katara stared back until the girl finally spoke.

"Hi…" she murmured.

"Hi," Katara answered.

"You new here?"

Katara raised an eyebrow, "Yeah…didn't you-"

"I heard."

"Well…uh, nice to meet you."

Katara quickly turned from the girl, grabbing her notebook. Only a moment later, she was talking to her again.

"This school is going to chew you up and then spit you back out. The people here are literally going to kill you."

Katara breathed in heavily, "Thanks…"

"You're welcome…"

Katara was about to grab her pencil when a harsh hand came upon her shoulder.

"Who the hell are you?"

Looking up, she saw the face of angered teenager girl. She had dark brown hair that was in tied up into a high ponytail that only made her more terrifying.

"I'm Katara."

"Well Katara, you're in my seat."

"I'm sorry, the teacher told me to come back here."

"You think the teacher gives the rules around here."

"I thought-"

"Don't think; just get out of my seat."

"Fine…fine."

Katara quickly grabbed her notebook and her pencil. She quickly found a decrepit seat in even farther back into the classroom. Katara then glanced up to see the girl from before, staring at her again.

"Like I said," she heard her murmur, "Chew you up…and then spit you back out."

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Katara walked down the harsh streets, glad to find there was no one there. The houses seemed to change from old to new as she walked on. Sadly, Concord High was in the old. Quickly finding her way to her house, Katara walked up the creaking porch stairs.

"How was your first day of school?" she heard her dad ask as she walked in.

Katara sighed, "Great, I made two friends."

"Really, that's-that's really good."

Katara looked down, dropping her bag at the door. She hadn't even seen someone smile at her let alone be her friend. The nicest person so far was the girl who had told her of what's to come. In her book of friends, she didn't rank to high.

"Well I'm glad you liked it," Ty Lee said with a frown, "I had a horrible day. Every single guy there was hitting on me and every single girl was trying to beat me up. Woo Hoo…"

"Same thing here," Sokka sighed, "Reversed of course…"

Katara didn't say anything about her day. She had nothing to say. She hated her new home, her new house, and her new friends…which she had none to account for. Slowly she made it up to her room and flopped on her bed. In such a small space all she wanted to do was scream.

"Four months…" she whispered as a tear ran down her face.

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"You all hungry?" Hokada asked as his three teenager came into the cramped kitchen.

"Nah, I'm fine," Ty Lee stated.

"Yeah, me too," Sokka answered.

Katara didn't even feel like answering the question. She had been in school for only one week and she already felt like she would die. In some strange way, Katara knew this had to be a dream. However, it wasn't.

"Um Dad, can I ask you something?" she said as Ty Lee and Sokka walked out the door.

"Yes, but hurry. I have to get to work."

"Well I was kind of wondering-"

Hokada glanced at his clock and then looked back up.

"Katara, I really have to go."

Katara looked down with a sigh, "Okay...good luck."

Hokada didn't even answer back. He was already out the door.

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"So in our last lesson we were looking over chapter 21. If anyone has a book here, open to that page."

Katara didn't want it in anyway to be what it was but she was the only student to pull out a book. Everyone gave her an angry look as if learning was a thing to hate. Katara instantly turned away, staring at her book for the whole two hours.

When the bell finally rang she sprang up for joy. Running quickly out, Katara tried to make it to her locker. However, she was stopped mid way by the girl she had met before. Sadly, it was the meaner of the two, the one where she had supposedly sat in her chair.

"Hello…"

"Uh…hi?"

"Walk."

"Excuse me?"

"Walk!"

"Okay, okay…"

Katara felt like she was being held up as she walked out the school's doors. The bully, which this girl definitely seemed like, pushed her into an alley. Katara didn't dare look back, wondering what would happen.

"Now give me all you got," the girl spat.

"My money?" Katara inquired.

"Yeah your money, what do you think I meant?"

"Now look, we can just-ah!"

Katara fell to the ground as she felt a hard blow go to her hip. A searing pain replaced the shock of being punched.

"Now either you give me the money or…well I guess you already now."

Katara glared up the bully and clenched her teeth.

"You must need therapy because you're not getting a cent from-"

Katara groaned as the girl struck her face. Her head dropping to the ground, she stared up at the bully.

"Give it!" she screamed.

"What are you doing?"

The girl turned from Katara to the teenager looking at her. He was scowling her down making even her frightened.

"I just needed some money. My life at home-"

"Get out of here…now."

Running as fast as she could, the girl raced out of the alley…vanishing for good.

Katara slowly picked herself up, sitting on the street. She tried to make out her savior but she was in a complete daze. Finally coming to her senses, she peered at the teenager.

Katara gasped in peer shock as did he.

"Zuko!"

"Katara!"

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Authors note: I'll try to update soon.