Katara walked into her room falling on top of her bed. She looked at her picture of her boyfriend, Jet.
“What was I thinking? How could I think that I might asked Aang to be my boyfriend if I wasn’t going out with Jet? I hardly know Aang!” She said to herself. She looked away feeling ashamed of what she thought but then her head went into a what if moment. She saw herself with Aang by her side talking and then kissing and she wondered how it would feel to touch his lips with her own.
“Stop it, Katara. You shouldn’t be thinking about these things!” she yelled. Sokka must have heard cause then he yelled. “You pervert!”
“I wasn’t talking about that!” she yelled back.
At Aang’s house, Aang was changing into some comfortable clothes. He started to remember his conversation with Katara, and how it felt so natural like breathing. Then his mind went to something’s, like how her hair would feel through his fingers, how soft her skin, and how her lips would feel on his.
He blushed. “Don’t get got up in these things, Aang. I just can’t fall in love not now not ever! She would only get hurt and besides she has a boyfriend that she loves.”
He looked down and some tears started going down his face.
“Heh, why am I crying it’s not like this ever happened before,” he said wiping the tears away with his arm. He sat on his bed and started to mediate.
The next day as Aang walked to school, he got this feeling that someone was watching from behind.
Crap, lets see if he can catch up with me? Aang said to himself. He started to walk fast then started to run as fast as he could, when he got to the school building he slowed down, but when he did he bumped someone.
“Hey, watch it!” a guy voice said.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Aang said scratching his head.
“Hey, jet that’s the kid I saw with your girlfriend yesterday,” some other boy said. Jet got and angry face and looked at Aang.
“So you where with my girlfriend, huh?” Jet asked. Aang was confused, the only girl that he talked to yesterday was…Katara.
So this is Katara’s boyfriend. He said to himself.
“Uh…we were just talking nothing really happened,” Aang said to Jet.
“How can I believe you?”
“I wouldn’t lie about these kinds of stuff,”
Jet then started to walk away but then Katara shout, “Aang! Over here.”
“If nothing happened then why is she calling you and not me?” Jet asked spitting out the twig that was in his mouth.
“I uh…don’t know hehe,” Aang said nervously. Katara looked at them and started wondering why is Jet glaring at Aang. She looked around at everyone that was watching them and some where even screaming fight. As she walked over Aang felt a little safer but knew that some how he was going to fight Jet even though he didn’t want to.
“What is going on here?” Katara asked.
“Uh…well…”Aang started to say but Jet interrupted.
“I heard that he was flirting with you,” Jet said.
Flirting!? Nobody said that! Aang said to himself.
“I was…” Aang tried to say but Jet didn’t let him.
“Shut it!”
“Jet leave Aang alone he didn’t flirt with me, okay,” Katara said walking toward Aang.
“I still want to fight him! Nobody talks to my girls if I’m not there!” Jet said and through a punch at Aang. Katara closed her eyes and so did everyone else. When she opened them Aang wasn’t where he was before. She looked around and found him behind Jet.
“What the-” Jet said.
“”Sorry but I don’t except you challenge. Please for get this little argument never happened,” Aang stated.
“No way!”
Then Jet turned around and shot out his leg but then Aang jumped up. At everything Jet through Aang just avoided all of them. After a few minutes of kicking and punching, Jet got tired.
“How can you…move so fast?” Jet asked. Aang just smiled and walked away.
“The fight is over and the new kid wins!” some boy shouted and everyone stated cheering. Katara just stood there shocked looking at Aang as he walked into the building.
I knew that he could fight but that was just so…amazing! Which one did he use? Katara asked herself. Sokka walked over to where she was.
“That was so COOL!” he shouted. “I wonder if he could teach me?”
“Excuse me, Sokka,” Katara said and walked toward the building. Inside, she went to her homeroom. Nobody was there but Aang. Everyone was talking about the fight.
“Aang?” Katara said. Aang looked up and back down
“Yeah?”
“That was amazing! You where like super fast!”
“Hehe, thanks Katara,” he smile. Katara looked at his smiled and blush. She felt butterflies flying like crazy in her stomach and then the images she had last night about him went into her head again.
She blushed even more. Aang noticed and chuckled.
“Are you okay?” Aang asked. “Are you sick?
“N-no It’s nothing really,”
“That’s good, is there anything else you wanted to tell me?”
“Uh…yeah. Aang can you teach me how to fight!”
“What!?”