I deeply apologize for not updating in a while, and i love all the reviews. I know this chapter is short, but I'm going to upload another chapter tonight. Loves Ya.

Disclaimer: I'm not going to be doing this for every chapter, so just believe me when I tell you the first time that I DO NOT OWN AVATAR THE LAST AIRBENDER!

Once everyone was dressed and ready to go, we all made our way outside into the courtyard, where Appa was waiting for them.

"I'm really going to miss you guys." Toph said, smiling.

"Me too." Aang replied.

"Don't worry, we'll all get together again soon enough." I said, hugging Aang around the neck.

We all said our goodbye's and farewells. Then Aang said those saddening words; "Yip, yip." And then they were off, just like that.

Now it was just me, Suki, Sokka, and of course, Zuko. I turned and started walking to my room.

"Katara, moping around and being alone like this isn't going to make things better." Sokka frowned, walking in step with me.

"Who said I was moping? All I did was turn around." I retorted.

"Aren't you upset?" Suki asked.

"Of course I am! But that doesn't mean I'm going to mope about it!" I shouted.

"Katara," Zuko spoke, causing me to stop walking. "Can I talk to you for a second please?" He asked so nicely, it was hard to be mean to him.

"Fine." I agreed, and we started walking away from my brother and Suki.

We walked down hallways and through courtyards. I didn't know where we were going, but it was better than going back to my room.

"You know, it's okay to be sad." Zuko spoke after a while. "I'm a little upset about Mai leaving as well."

"I'm fine." I hissed, not wanting to talk about it.

"Are you still afraid?" He asked, catching me off guard.

"Afraid? Of what?" I shouted, stopping our walk.

"Anything." He answered back. "Azula, the war again, Aang, our friends."

I looked at the ground, annoyed by what he's telling me.

"Your father." I looked up at him, and frowned.

"He's in the South Pole by now." I retorted, walking again. "You said it yourself, he can take care of himself."

"That's not how you were acting three days ago-"

"Three days ago, I could protect my father." I closed my eyes. "Three days ago, I was weak."

After that, we didn't talk to each other for a while.

*So yeah as you can see, I don't make a lot of those descriptive, deep thought stories. I write dialogue, that's what i do, there might be some times when I write deep thoughts, but It's mostly dialogue. loves ya byezz*