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Hello! I haven't written fanfics in so long! I had a good couple of stories almost done and ready to be uploaded, but then I got the "Blue Screen of Death" on my computer and had to completely reboot it D:

Anyway, I can't promise a weekly schedule or anything because I start my junior year of high school next week. But I'll try to update as much as I can!

At Subway, I picked out my favorite BLT foot-long, while Aang ordered the same, only with a bunch of disgusting vegetables. I don't know what it is with vegetarians, but they sure are pretty interesting. But, it could be just him that's really kind and generous . . . I think that was the first time I enjoyed a lunch with someone. Mostly, any meal I eat at home is really boring and quiet. I could waste both mine and your time just talking about it! So I'm not even going to bother.

I figured that I should be the one to spark up a conversation this time. I would rather risk one small awkward moment than it lasting the entire lunch. Plus, I still wanted to get some dirt about him and Katara's relationship. Everything happened much too fast for the blind girl downstairs.

"You know, when I was talking to Katara at the spa today, she told me that you've been acting different lately. Is that because you had a feeling that she was cheating on you?" I asked him, trying to play the 'I'm innocent because I'm blind' card still. I've learned that if you don't shock Aang right off the bat with assertiveness, then he will usually give you what you want. Mind you, this is also the first time we have been alone together since that humiliating day when he came over to help me with my math.

"Yeah, and it wasn't just that." I assumed that his mouth was half-full, from talking in such a muffled voice. "I could just tell that she didn't even have feelings for me anymore. Her hanging out with that 'Zuko' guy really changed her. She was never that mean before that, I promise."

"I know what she was like, Twinkle Toes, I knew her before you did," I pointed out. "I just wanna know how she got involved with that kid in the first place! Isn't he, like, two years older then her?" I took a bite out of my sub. All of the contents came spilling over the front of my face, of course. I didn't even bother searching for a napkin, and just used the back of hand to play it safe for my sake. I could hear Aang trying to contain his laughter, which made me, for the small moment being, want to flip the table over onto him.

"She never even told me the story of how they met. She just said that he's a friend from school. I think there's a bit more to it then that," was what he told me. "I was just afraid to break up with her because I had no proof, and if she really wasn't cheating on me, then I would feel like an idiot."

I didn't hesitate to speak my mind about that statement. I was through with my act. "So the only thing that was keeping you from breaking up with her was your image?"

"No, Toph," I heard him sigh. "Well . . . I still have feelings for her, regardless. I always will."

That made my heart sink.

"Let's not talk about that stuff, though. What about you?" This was the moment when I started getting nervous. That was the question, wasn't it? "How has your math been going?"

I licked off the last bit of condiments from the edge of my wrist, and then I said, "I haven't really been working on it since you came over." After I admitted it, I regretted telling him. I haven't been really trying to do much of anything, as far as school goes, since that day. That Valentine's Day . . .

"Why not?" he obviously asked.

I just sort of shrugged. I didn't really want to truthfully explain myself. I would rather not want him to find out that I quit trying hard ever since I lost my cool in front of him.

"You obviously have the brains to do it, Toph, I don't know why you don't just apply yourself," he commented.

"Not everyone can be a straight-A student like you," I fired back.

Then, I felt short bursts of vibrations traveling through the table, which I quickly found out to be Aang's phone.

"What's going on?" I asked him.

I heard another sigh, only a lot more exaggerated. "It's Sokka. He said that Katara and Zuko drove off together . . ."

I didn't even know how to respond to that. Never during our friendship did something like that ever happen until now. This is what sparked something inside of me to not appreciate this Zuko kid at all. He was going to hear a piece of me in the future. He was turning Katara into a bitch.

I felt left behind and unimportant. I tried to hide my upset face, but it was my natural reaction. This is exactly why I've never liked to go out that much.

We sat in silence, until finally, he spoke again. "I can't believe this is happening."

I sighed too, and then I blurted out, "Can you tell me what that fight was about? I don't want to avoid the subject any longer. I know that you're keeping something from me."

"Sokka and Zuko have always hated each other," he told me. "I've heard that he's a bully, just like his sister. I don't blame Katara for not getting along with her, either -"

"Wait! Zuko has a sister? That doesn't get along with Katara?"

"You didn't know?" he asked, surprised. "Katara and Azula have been enemies ever since elementary school when they were in cheerleading together."

"She never told me that before," I said. This day was getting more and more upsetting. Maybe Katara wasn't as much as a friend as I thought she was?

I didn't even notice until now that my sandwich was gone from my hands. My luck, I was probably devouring it this whole time and I couldn't even tell because I was so busy being angry and Katara and Zuko.

"So how am I gonna get home, then?" I asked.

"Sokka's still on his way to get us," he said. I heard him set his phone back down on the surface of the table. I wrinkled up my subway paper into a ball. Aang scooted out of his chair and did the same.

"I'll take that from you."

This was the second time where I think Aang forgot that I was blind. He took the ball of paper from my grasp like he would with anyone else, and it was honestly a bit startling. I didn't have as big of a reaction as I did the first time, but it was still big enough to get an apology out of him. I couldn't help but smile after I settled down. I could definitely get used to this kind of treatment . . .

We met up with Sokka a couple of minutes later, and all of my angriness towards Katara sort of lifted from my shoulders. The second small incident gave me more assurance. The assurance at how down to earth Aang really is. I know it probably doesn't sound like much, but I've been freaking out about the smallest things whenever I'm with Aang lately. And you know what the awesome part is about the end of this adventure? He put his number into my phone! He's the only other friend I've made except Katara now. Everyone else that has my number are all connected to my parents or their money somehow.

Consider yourself lucky to be reading something like this. I would never act like this in public if I wasn't with my guards!

So that's basically then end of Part 2! The fact that not that much happened in the chapter is hopefully not too boring, but I'm trying to get the point across at how head over heels Toph is for Aang. I'm intending on something big happening soon with their relationship.

Please give me feedback! And I'll be more inspired to give out more chapters! (: