Yep, I'm back with this story, permanently. I've decided to not let this fanfic hollow its self way in a dark corner, but let it come back in the light. Also, I wanted to point out that I'm not that insane shouting little writer I once was. I've became a calm-minded, level-headed author, so if you suddenly notice a drastic change in my story's development, it is because I've matured, and learned some new words.
So enough of my boring leisure. May I present the return of 'Rollerskating Sensation'!
Disclaimer: I really don't have to say this, but…oh well. I don't own any character, any bending, and any part of A: TLA whatsoever.
Enjoy!
0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-
Chapter 3
Katara's P.O.V
I ran a soaked hand through my long, curly brown locks. I've been standing above the bathroom sink for 15 minutes trying to remove this orange gunk from my hair, and it's become a pain. No matter how many times I try to slush it around to ooze it out, it won't budge!
I sighed as I halted my hand's continuous motion. I remove it from its place in my hair and take a glimpse at it. My face twisted in disgust as I dared myself to take a whiff at it.
Surprisement as well as confusion took over me. "Salad dressing?!"
The substance indeed faintly smelled of salad dressing. I don't know who would've been this dumb and immature to actually pour salad dressing over me. A great choice could've been water…
God, idiots…
I wring out my hair one final time before I take a shit-load of paper towels and firmly, but gently, rub the pile all around and through my locks. Hmm, I might have to speak with the head of the school to install more absorbent paper towels.
*Click, Click, Click*
Wait a sec. Are those…heels?
*Click, Click, Click*
Crap, those are heels! And they're increasing in volume! Someone's obviously making their way in here! Oh, what do I do?! I don't want them to see me like this!
Don't just look around like a dunce, go hide!
I rapidly shove the ball of used tissue in the garbage bin and raced into the bathroom stall in one fluid movement. Just before the outsider barged in the restroom.
Oh, shit! She might spot my feet through the opening! In a stealthy manner, I climbed on top of the toilet seat. I dared myself to risk a peek through the crack opening of the stall, making sure she didn't take any notice.
I saw her body go rigid for a moment, then slightly lean forward. What was she doing?
"What the hell is this", I heard her whisper. She must be referring to the little mess I've left in the sink. The girl stretched around to reach for something in her back pants pocket, and swiftly slipped it out. Then, I heard…something spraying, maybe?
The sound of the spraying suddenly stopped, and the sweet oxygen instantly started to fade away. It only consisted of a coconut scent, to which I'm highly allergic to.
Oh God, I can't breathe that well…
The inside of my nose started to burn, and I stopped breathing completely. I was about to sneeze, I knew it. And I couldn't control it.
"ACHOOO!" My sneeze had fully controlled me, and my body flung into the stall door, jamming it open. My body was sprawled out on the floor, in pain. A gasp was audible, and it was owned by the girl, looking straight down at me. I let out a nervous chuckle as her eyes stared into mine.
"Uh…hi?"
0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-
Aang's P.O.V
I'm currently in my first ever class in high school. Honestly, I thought it would've been more exciting. But I can't release my mind on what happened to Katara. Who could've wanted her to be totally humiliated in front of everyone? But most importantly, what was the reason? I started to revisit my old habit, twisting a pencil with my fingers. This occurs when I start to think immensely deep during a situation.
Why am I suddenly thinking of Katara? Why is she in my thoughts?
"Young man!" I suddenly jump from the impact of the yardstick meeting my desk and the instant shout from my teacher.
"Yes, ma'am?!" I shout, terrified.
"Since you know just about everything that you don't feel the need to pay attention, explain how this answer is incorrect." she cockily stated. I took a look at the answer she pointed to. It read, 'x 15.5'. Well, I had no clue, so I stated the first that came to mind.
"Um, maybe because it has a '.5' and it's not supposed to?" Hopefully I said the right thing. Her eyebrows lifted and I saw a small smirk form on her wrinkled face.
"Well, you're right there." Yes! "But can you say it mathematically?" No! Damn you, old lady! My mind totally went blank after she said those words. "Uhh…"
A girl with very messy pigtails spoke to the class instead. "It isn't true because the problem stated that all the final numbers are integers and '15.5' is clearly not an integer. It's a decimal." Pffft, show off.
"Excellent response, young lady." the teacher replied in a genuine voice. The bell than rang, and I raced pass everyone, still in my rollerblades. I sensed some quick feet running after me, so I slow down so they can reveal themselves to me.
"'Maybe it has a .5 and it's not supposed to?' Man, you left your brain back in 4th grade?" It was shown to be Toph, and I started to pick up my speed a little bit.
"Look Toph, I've got a lot on my mind right now, and I've got no time to chit-chat." Toph slowed me down by grabbing hold of my arm.
"No time? There's plenty of time at lunch, dude." She completely stopped me from going any further and faced me to look at her. She had a somewhat anxious expression. "What's up?" I shot her a glare.
"Huh, like you would care. All you did was laugh at her, just like everybody else." As I started to turn back around to my previous direction, she hoisted me back to face her, much to my displeasure. Her face now had turned into a smug appearance.
"Oh, and you care, now? Wow, I knew she'd be your girlfriend, but I never thought it'd be this soon." My jaw dropped as I blushed heavily.
Girlfriend? W-What?!
"Toph, she is NOT my girlfriend. Where did you possess a ridiculous assumption like that?" Her expression had not changed. I must still be blushing.
Screw hormones…
"By the look on your priceless face, I can tell she must be killing you in further ways than one," she replied slyly, briefly scanning up and down my body, as if trying to look for something.
I spun around on the wheels of my roller blades and absentmindedly covered my crotch area, believing she was referring to that. "Ugh! Don't you have plenty of other people to annoy?" She walked right in front of me, and raised her eyebrow in pure confusion.
"…I don't know anyone else other than you, Arrowhead." Okay, she obviously won't leave me the hell alone, so it was time for me to use my abrasive side.
I narrowed my eyes and closed most of the distance between us both. Faces just barely centimeters away from each other, I had made sure I wasn't that close to accidentally kissing her.
"Look.I don't like repeating myself. I told you to go away, now leave." I spat in her face. Hopefully what I said got through that thick skull of hers.
She suddenly ruffled up my hair with her small fingers. "Aw, look whose trying to be a man! That's too cute!" Ugh, she thinks this is a joke?!
I put a firm grip on her wrist and jutted her hand to the side, out of my shaggy hair. "Man, you're impossible!" I shouted out angrily as I started to skate to the cafeteria. Honestly, I had no idea where it was located, but it beats standing next to her.
"Hey, wise guy!" I heard her yell. What part of 'now leave' did she not understand?! I swung my head over my shoulder, shooting daggers at her.
"WHAT?!" She smiled at my outburst, and jerked her thumb to her side, gesturing to something right next to her. My eyes followed the direction to where her thumb was pointing to. The cafeteria…was right there.
"Cafeteria's here." She stated nonchalantly, pointing out the obvious.
My face drained of anger and filled with embarrassment. I shook my head, trying to forget my stupid mistake as I skated my way into the cafeteria. She then followed along.
Katara's P.O.V
I made my way out of the stall to look at myself in the mirror. Suki just grinned at me.
Oh, you're not familiar with Suki? She's the girl that sprayed that fragrance; the one that nearly had me in an allergy attack. Yeah, she's not so bad. We've been in the bathroom for 20 minutes, and already she seems like a best friend.
Flashback
A gasp was audible, and it was owned by the girl, looking straight down at me. I let out a nervous chuckle as her eyes stared into mine.
"Uh… hi?" I stupidly say. The girl's shocked appearance was long gone, and it was replaced with confusion, judging from the raised brow she acquired.
"Are you okay?" she questioned half-heartedly. My face broke out into a nervous grin, and I abruptly picked myself off the floor, standing right before her. She took a step back, seeming caught off-guard from my sudden shift of movement.
"Yeah," I choked out. "Never better!" Then we stood quiet. We got a good few minutes to look at each other. She must think I look like a freaking human appetizer. But she, on the other hand, was stunning.
You would tell that she's the taller one just by taking a glimpse at us. She looked about 4 inches above my height. She possessed light tan skin. Her hair color was a dusty auburn that was held in a ponytail swinging loosely behind her head. It wasn't long at all compared to my hair. Its length had halted at the ending of her neck. Literally right at the collarbone. She had been wearing very vibrant plaid attire. Plaid shirt and plaid shoes. The various colors had been pink, hot pink, deep violet, and the usual lining in plaid had been black. Her flats contained similar colors to her shirt. The only difference was the fact that the main color was red instead of pink, blue was added instead of hot pink, and the lining was white. The completion for the outfit was the dark blue denim skinny jeans. (Link on Profile) Didn't I say she was gorgeous?
I had been so distracted by this girl's appearance that I wasn't even paying attention to her as she had been waving her hand in front of my face. I immediately snapped out of my daze, blushing while doing so.
"I'm really sorry," I apologized. "I hadn't meant to stare at you. It's just…you have an outstanding sense of style." Her confused gaze had transformed to a small grin.
"Well," She started, "Thanks so much, I guess. It's my own original idea for the school uniform, since I feel that the regular uniform appears too traditional for my taste." What an amazing assumption! Should I acknowledge her idea to the head? Err…maybe not now, probably not the best time. "But otherwise, what had occurred on you today? It seems as though you rolled around in salad dressing."
I shot her an annoyed look before responding. "That's because it IS salad dressing. My speech had been terribly sabotaged by a 'practical joke'," I had stated, portraying air quotation marks using both index and middle fingers on each hand. "Or so they believe."
"Who's 'they'?" The girl had questioned.
I started to feel exasperated. "I don't know! I'm not sure who would do something like this!" I rested my head in my hands from frustration as I turned my back toward the elder girl. I heard her sigh behind me.
"But, aren't you President Katara?" She asked. I nodded my head slightly, still buried in my hands. "You had the freshmen speech…you had introduced them to this school. What new student would disrespect the president on a special day of their lives?" As she was too busy pondering with her thoughts, my eyes had widened from the word she uttered previously. 'Special'.
Where had I heard that before?
"I just wanted to say that you're gonna have aspecialsurprise when you do your speech."
No freaking way! Jet had done it! He plotted the whole plan with his gang for me to look idiotic in front of 14 year olds! I growled out loud, making sure the girl had listened to it clearly. She gasped out of shock as I turn myself around to face her, my face seething with rage, and flushed red under my dark skin tone.
The other female had been frightened by my sudden outburst. "Katara, what's the matter?" Her eyebrows were furrowed upwards, filled with worry.
"What's your name?" I questioned bluntly, obviously.
"Uh…Suki," She finally introduced. "My apologies for not mentioning it sooner."
"Never mind that." I traveled to her position, placing an arm around her tense shoulder. "Suki…how about you help me teach someone a lesson? One that will make them realize that they messed with the wrong person?" I smirked evilly at her figure.
Suki swept a hand to her nose and pinched tightly. "If that means that you'll be changing into decently fragrant clothing, I'm all for it," Her tone appearing nasally because of her action.
My heart preformed leaps in my chest. My first time, without wearing the official uniform? (Link on profile) I never went outside the border of not wearing the uniform. I anxiously looked up at her face.
"But…I've never not worn the uniform, before." I started nervously. "That is basically my character as being the President, Suki." I move my arm's relaxing spot from her shoulder to rub my other arm, soothing myself.
Suki plastered a bored look on her face. "Oh, please, Katara! You're telling me that you've never worn casual clothing throughout your years inside Gaoling?" I nodded, ashamed. Suki's awareness had increased tenfold. "What?! Man, you've got to live a little, Katara! Force your mind into other directions than the school's expectations!" She gestured to my forehead.
I started to get a bit annoyed. "Well, where am I supposed to obtain clothing of your standards right now?" I hollered. "We're in school, not at a shopping spree!"
She smirked. God, how I despise people smirking. It usually occurs when they are certain they can prove me wrong. "There are things located in plenty of schools called 'locker rooms'." Damn it! You see? "Wait right here. And while you're at it, continue removing the Thousand Island salad dressing from your hair," She pointed out as she started to trace backwards towards the doorway. "I'll be back." And with that, she left to fulfill her duty, while I had to finish up mine.
End of Flashback
Katara's P.O.V
I twisted and turned to gaze at my physical feature once more through the mirror. I've never been so excited in my entire life!
"Katara, take it easy," Suki chuckled, leaning on the yellow bathroom wall surface. "Don't spin around that much; I don't have a bucket handy!" I halted my motions before I could throw up.
"Sorry!" I stated eagerly. "It's just…the fact that I'm NOT wearing my usual attire, completing with the fact that this outfit is incredibly cute, is just driving me nuts!" Suki grinned widely at my enthusiasm.
It was indeed a tremendous outfit she put together. It contained a short-sleeved, slightly baggy top, the base color appearing beige that had a graphic image plastered on the material; a blonde teenaged girl holding a sign that read 'FREE HUGS'. In continuation of the outfit, I wore skinny jeans, followed by a pair of black Converse. To finish the outfit off, I wore the glasses I usually had, completely clean of the orange gunk (Link on profile). My hair was also cleansed from the gunk, too. It took a great amount of washing to remove all of it, since it now looked wavy as hell. But it'll do.
"Katara, come on," Suki ordered, glancing at her I Phone for the time. "We still have 30 more minutes until Lunch period is over." She grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the bathroom door, while carrying my stain infested uniform inside a plastic bag.
She suddenly halted from her walking. "Katara," she turned to face me, "What was the plan you had mentioned earlier about getting revenge on someone? Who had done it?" I just smiled at her.
"I'll inform you more about it when we arrive there," I simply stated, now dragging her by the arm to the cafeteria.
? P.O.V
I witnessed both girls chatting about the incident I made at the speech. But the little bitchy President had gotten cleaned up. Hmm…I might have to try another tactic to her…or one of her allies. It can't occur now, though. I must be patient…
0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-
So...I finally made another chapter for you guys. As you can see, I have added links into witnessing the outfits for the characters. Aang's and Toph's outfits are also located on my profile, if you yearn to check that out. Another chapter will be posted soon, so look alive! Sokka will be introduced in the next chapter! Remember, I appreciate all constructive criticism toward my writing style. As long as those reviews aren't immensely harsh
And the plot thickens!