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Prom Pt. III

"So…this is it." Aang said to his reflection. "The big night. It's here. Finally…finally." He gulped and tried to fix his tie. His suit looked great, an expensive rental paid for by Sokka as a favor. Any minute now, Aang would be on the biggest date of his life. With the girl he was crazy about, who as crazy about him too. "So," He asked himself," "why am I so nervous?"

"Aang?" Gyatso spoke from behind the closed bathroom door. "I think your friend Sokka is outside."

"Okay….great." He stepped out of the bathroom and faced his surrogate father.

"My, my. You look very handsome." He smiled, but then straightened out Aang's tie.

"Thanks. I'm…."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. I'll be going out tonight and won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. You'll be okay by yourself here, won't you?" He smiled. Aang couldn't tell for certain, but it sounded like Gyatso was trying to set him up.

"Sure. I'll be okay. Where are you going?"

"You don't need to worry about that. It's just a little get together with some old friends." Gyatso smiled again. "Just focus on yourself tonight. Have a great time. Just…be careful about certain things." Gyatso patted Aang on his head and stepped to the side.

"Thanks Gyatso." He hugged him, still trembling, then stepped outside.

"Wait Aang, don't forget the corsage." Gyatso handed Aang his gift for Toph. It was a delicate purple flower with a wrist band on it, protected in a small plastic case.

"Oh, thanks. I almost-"

HONK-HONK "Aang, hurry! The night is young and so are we!" Sokka yelled from outside.

"Gotta go. Bye dad." A Freudian slip popped out of Aang's mouth as he left. Gyatso never felt comfortable when Aang called him that.

Sokka revved his engine to get Aang to run faster. Aang jumped in the passenger and Sokka's mazda zipped down the road at high speed the moment he was buckled in.

"I just texted Katara. She knows we are on our way to pick up your dream girl."

"Can you drive slower?" Aang begged.

"Fine." Sokka went from 60 mph to 50. "Looking forward to tonight?"

"Sokka, can you pull over please? I really need to talk." Aang gulped. Sokka was not the brightest bulb, but he knew a lot about women and he was older than Aang. The nervous boy needed someone to talk to and Gyatso, unfortunately, was a bit too old to understand.

Sokka eventually sensed that something Aang was troubled so he pulled his car to the curb and parked.

"Okay buddy. What's up?"

"I am seriously nervous about tonight and I don't know how to handle it."

"This again? Okay, players guide book 101. Listen up." Aang immediately regretted asking for his advice. "Firstly, just focus on having a great time. Just do that. Dance, mingle, laugh a lot. Just have fun. Put that other thing out of your mind for a while."

"Sokka, I have never done anything like this before."

"You know how to dance, don't you?"

"No. The other thing!" Aang yelled. "I don't want to disappoint her or do something stupid. And I don't want to not do anything either."

"First of all, chill dude." Sokka turned his radio on and jazz music started playing. "Second, listen…everyone's first time is awful. It always, always sucks the first time. You're just lucky you'll be doing that with your girlfriend, who plans on sticking with you after tonight."

"Dude, I'm…"

"Aang, listen! Seriously…" Suddenly, Sokka got really sad, almost depressed. "…you've got something I didn't have man. You've got a real girlfriend for prom. An awesome girlfriend at that. I have Suki now, yeah, but when I was in high school…haha…I didn't have what you have right now. Even if you mess up royally, and even if nothing happens at all tonight…tomorrow, you'll still have Toph. You're the lucky guy Aang. I had four girlfriends when I was a senior in prom and I can't remember any of their last names. What does that say about me?"

"That…you are a total pimp?" Aang joked.

"Yes. Yes, I am. But back then, I wished I had someone beautiful who cared about me just because she liked who I was. I'm…jealous of you Aang. Seriously, hard core, jealous." The motor ran and the car vibrated. "So don't blow it. Go get her champ. Do a total pimp proud." He patted Aang's should and started driving again.

"Thanks." Aang felt a little better. Still nervous, but better.

Toph put the last dab of make-up. The fancy stuff, not the light, barely noticeable cosmetics she used daily. Katara helped fixed her hair and everything else. Toph looked like a different person, like a lost twin from a different life. She just hoped Aang would like it.

"Pfft. Of course he will." She said to her reflection. "Tonight'll be fine. I'm sure of it. Aang has never…done stuff. I'm sure he won't mind if…"

"Can I come in?" Katara said from the other side of Toph's bathroom door.

"Uh…yeah. Sure." Toph said. Katara walked inside and almost gasped.

"Wow. Toph, you look great! Seriously, I've never seen you look so…well, so hot." Katara giggled softly.

"Do…you think it's a bit too much?" Toph looked at her reflection again, doubtful of revisiting her feminine side.

"I think you look perfect." Katara put her hands on Toph's shoulders . "Sokka texted me, he's on his way. Excited?"

'Well…I kinda wanted to talk to you about something Kat. Like, serious-talk. None of that gossipy, fluffy stuff. Is that okay?"

"Of course Toph. What's on your mind?" Katara leaned against the wall, smiling warmly. Toph thought Katara would be overjoyed that she was finally opening up to her, but she stayed calmed. Toph needed serious advice and no one else was there, but she felt better when Katara didn't make a big deal out of it.

"Well…I know that prom is a 'special' night. And…haha, I'm pretty sure Aang has never…ya know."

"What? Oh! That? Oh, haha." Katara laughed a bit. "I don't think he has either."

"Right. But, I…actually…uh, you know I'll hunt you down if you breathe a word of this to anyone, right?"

"Toph. I promise not to tell anyone."

"On pain of death and torture? Seriously, I need you to promise not to ever tell anyone. This is like…

"A Trust exercise?"

"Yeah, call it that."

"I swear on everything we have been through that I will never tell a soul."

"Okay. Well, Aang has never done…stuff. And…I actually…haven't either." Toph's face blushed with boiling blood.

"I see." Katara rubbed her chin. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to you know. Aang would never pressure you or…"

"Well…that's kind of the thing. I…do. I do want to…do stuff…with him. Tonight."

"But you are scared?"

"I don't get scared." Toph boasted. "…but yeah. I'm scared."

"Okay, I know your first time is a little nerve racking. But you're talking about Aang here. He really cares about you. Some people aren't lucky enough to have their first time with someone they love."

"Love…" Toph gulped.

"I think that you both should just focus on having fun tonight. And whatever happens, happens. If you've got a great guy like Aang…even if you guys don't lay a hand on each other, you'll still have each other."

"Um…yeah. Thanks Katara." Toph blushed again and looked at the floor. Katara didn't help much, but at least Toph knew that she could get away with killing her if she ever blabbed. That put her mind at ease.

They heard Sokka honk is his horn and a text message land in Katara's phone.

"They're here." Katara smiled. "Ready?"

Toph inhaled and acted brave. "I was born ready Katara." She walked past the college sophomore, then looked back and said "Remember, not a word. Or I'll find you."

Aang watched Toph come outside. Finally, she looked like she fit in with the expensive mansion and lavish front yard that adorned her home. With the driveway lights turning on, she looked like an angel walking across a beam of light. Her dress was black and shiny; Aang could almost see his reflection in the silk. She had a jade necklace with emerald earrings, never forsaking her favorite color. She showed off the high-class skills she was raised on and walks lady-like. Those manners only came out on special occasions.

"Whoa." Sokka said as he looked at her through his window.

"Yeeeah. Whoa." Aang said. He didn't feel nervous anymore.

Toph walked right up to him and, smiling, said "Hey." Aang looked great too, dressed like he lived at the opposite of the financial spectrum and Toph kind of liked it. The sharp shoulders and a thin black tie with an all white silk shirt underneath, compounded with his natural height, made him look much more handsome. More than usual.

"Hey." Aang said. His cheeks were rosy. He opened the car door for her.

"Why, thank you good sir." Toph put on a stuffy accent and stepped inside. "Chaperone, take us to a delightful party. I want to indulge myself tonight."

Aang jumped in after her and adopted the same accent. "Yes sir, chop-chop. The sooner we get there, the sooner you shall receive your tip."

"Why of course, sir and madame. Kindly buckle your seat belt and hold on." Sokka played along and drove away. Aang and Toph laughed softly, comfortable at last.

I am enjoying writing again. =)

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