Author's Note: Okay! So, this is my first story! I'm kind of new at this, so let me know what you think.

Katara walked down the hall of Kyoshi High on the first day of school. She was feeling pretty good. She picked out a really cool outfit for toady. She wore her favorite shirt, which was blue. It had sleeves that went down to her elbows and they were very loose. The shirt also looked like it wrapped around her front. She was also wearing a jean skirt with a belt and blue leggings. Her shoes were grey flats. She wore a braid with her signature hair loopies. She made up the hair style herself and it pretty much became part of her identity. She had chocolate colored hair and caramel, flawless skin. Her father, Hakoda, always called her candy because of that.

On her way to her locker, she passed by Zuko as he was shoving some kid into a wall. Zuko had been a senior for a couple years now, and he and his posse had a hobby of beating up helpless newbies. The kid looked really young and terrified as he let out a yelp when Zuko punched his arm. Katara sighed as she walked past them and Zuko pushed the boy into the cafeteria. Moments later, Katara heard a metal door slam and some banging as Zuko walked out. Katara rolled her eyes. Zuko could be really stupid sometimes. His favorite trick was to lock newbies in the giant icebox in the cafeteria where they kept all the meat. Of course, it never really worked because a few minutes later a lunch lady would notice and let them out. The worst that could happen was the person would get a little cold and a little late for class. Nothing major. Katara just went into history and listened as the teacher droned on about the civil war or something...

After history Katara got to her locker. Suprisingly she already had free period and she knew what she wanted to do first.

Katara made her way to the icebox, preparing herself to laugh at Zuko's stupidity when no one was there. She stood up on her toes and looked through the little circular window slightly frozen over at the top. To her horror she saw the kid lying seemingly unconscious on the cold, metal floor.

Katara gasped and reached for a huge metal spoon on the counter used for cooking food. Without a second thought she began banging on the lock of the door. Why didn't anybody see him!? Are all the lunch ladies late because it's the first day of school!? After a few tries the lock broke open and Katara grabbed the handle of the door. She yanked it open and rushed inside.

Katara grabbed the boy and held him close to try to warm him. Once her adrenaline died down, she slowly left the icebox and closed the door behind her. Then, behind the counter, she waited for the boy to awaken. While she did, she had time to see what he looked like.

One look at him and you could tell he was different.

He had an orange sweatshirt, unzipped, over a yellow T-shirt. The T-shirt had a weird logo on it looking like three swirls, one on the top, and two at the bottom, which were blue. He also had capri's on that included both yellow and orange on it. It was actually a fairly simple design. He also had brown boots that almost covered the whole rest of his legs. He had black hair that was fairly long, but the thing that intrigued Katara the most was that he had blue arrows all over his body. There was one huge one on his forehead and also small ones on his hands. She also caught a little of what seemed to be the line of the arrows on his legs as well. His sweatshirt was a little too big for him, which is why she hadn't noticed them before. If it weren't for the way he was positioned, she probably wouldn't have noticed them at all. Although Katara had no idea how she hadn't seen the arrow on his forehead. Maybe it was because they looked kind of faded. His skin was also very pale.

The next moment the boy's eyes began to flutter. Katara looked on intently as grey eyes peered up at sapphire ones. The boy gasped as he looked up at the beautiful girl above him.

Katara let out a weak smile and fought back a tiny blush. You know, he's kinda cute! She thought.

Moments later, the boy got up, making Katara suddenly feel slightly colder.

"H-hey." The boy started before pausing. "...So, how long was I in there for?"

The question hit Katara like a ton of bricks. Okay, she had no idea why she was reacting this way. He just asked her a question. But this was first impressions! Out of all the things he could've said, he decided to dive right into questions. The strangest thing was, when he said it, it kind of didn't really feel like first impressions. It felt more like friends who haven't seen each other for a long time.

"Oh, um...only about an hour." Katara replied, thinking back to about how long her history class was. "By the way, who are you?"

Katara had to let it out. If he wouldn't tell her, she would ask.

"Oh! Right, I completely forgot! How rude of me. My name is Aang! How about you?"

Katara blushed. Aang. I like the sound of that.

She felt really bad for thinking Aang was purposefully acting oblivious. He was just naturally that way. Somehow, that didn't bother her.

"MynameisKatara!" she blurted. Calm down Katara, a little too excited, there!

"Katara..." Aang repeated, thinking it over. "That's a nice name!"

Katara blushed even more. Stop it! She screamed inside of her head. Stop it! Your being ridiculous!

"So...would you like to sit with me at lunch?" She heard herself saying. What!? No, I didn't mean that!

"Sure." Aang responded cheerily.

Katara hid her shocked expression by smiling. Wait, he said...yes!? Oh. My. God.

They heard the bell ring for next class and quickly went their separate ways. All the way to class Katara was saying in her head: What the heck was I thinking? This is going to be so awesome! ...But awkward... weirdest first day of school...ever.

Author's note: Ookay! So I already put Kataang in here! I couldn't help it. I was originally planning not to, but my disability to keep my self-control forbade me!! So this is what I came out with... Yeeaaa...just tell me what you think. The more reviews the faster I post the next chapter!! Just to clear things up: No, that candy thing I mentioned was not racist. I didn't intend it to be so if it sounded that way I am extremely sorry. Tell me if I made any grammatical or spelling errors in here. I like improvements and compliments! P.S. Sorry if it's kind of short... Peace Out!