Oh. My. God. I ACTUALLY updated! 0_0 that's a huge shocker! Can I say thank you, yet again? Well, THANK YOU! I love the reviews and feedback that people are giving me. Thank you for all of your effort :) You guys are great! THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU! Here we go with Chapter 8!

Azula's Family:

Azula: Age 11

Zuko: Age 12

Ursa: Age 30

Ozai: Age 31

Iroh: Age 40

Lu Ten: Age 18

Azulon: Age 69

Ty Lee's Family:

Ty Lee: Age 11

Utsusu: Age 6 (Utsusu means "copy" in Japanese)

Jing: Age 12

Ming: Age 12

Nilai: Age 14

Hitomi: Age 15 (Hitomi means "beautiful" in Japanese)

Okasan (mother): Age 33 (Okasan means "Mom" in Japanese)

Lee (Father): Age 35

Mai's Family:

Mai: Age 11

Genjuu (mother): Age 28 (Genjuu mean "strict" in Japanese)

Chong (father): Age 33

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar… so don't sue me!

The Royal Fire Academy for Girls

Chapter Eight: The Circus

Ty Lee's Pov

Thanks to my wonderful sisters, I was currently grounded. I didn't even do anything- but Jing did. Jing had accidently-on-purpose scarred this little boy for life. The kid had been walking down a street, and then Jing jumped in front of him, and yelled, "Boo." The poor kid ran for his life. Later, we found out he was the son of a very high official, and his dad was planning to sue us. My mom had grounded Jing.

Of course, Jing had clever tricks. She "nicely" lent me a pair of her clothes, and said she could come in her and Ming's room. I fell for it, and now I was locked in.

"JING! I thought I grounded you!"

"MOM! THIS IS TY LEE!" Jing exclaimed. There was a pause.

"Oh, sorry sweetie." I groaned. Not only did my mom mix us up, but now Jing was using it for her advantage! I clenched my teeth in anger. I heard a door open, then close. Ming and "Ty Lee" had left.

"JING! YOU BETTER BE IN YOUR ROOM!" I heard my mom yell. I smiled, finally! The door burst open and my mom looked in.

"Mom! Jing pretended to be me! I'm Ty lee." I exclaimed happily. My mom glowered down at me.

"Do NOT lye to me, missy. Ty Lee went to The Fire Festival with Ming." I gasped. I didn't know the Fire festival was TODAY! That's why she wanted to leave so bad.

"But MOM! I'm not lying! Really! I'm Ty Lee! I can prove it." I quickly did a back flip off the bed. I grinned up at my mom. She didn't look impressed. I stood on my hands. She rolled her eyes.

"Mom! You know Jing can't do that stuff! She can barley do a cartwheel!"

"That's what Jing would say! Don't lie to me, Jing!" I cried in annoyance. My mom just left.

"WHAT KIND OF MOTHER ARE YOU? YOU CAN'T EVEN RECOGNIZE YOUR OWN DAUGHTERS!" I screamed after her. Then I sighed, and noticed the big window. I grinned slyly. I pulled open the two glass doors, and swung my leg over the side.

"I am Ty Lee." I said, and hopped out the window. Again. And I ran as fast as I could toward the center of town, where the fire festival would take place.

"Ty Lee!" A voice exclaimed. I stopped to look. It was Zuko.

"Hey, Zuko." I said. I flashed a grin at him. He smiled back, hesitantly. I noticed that his eyes were twitching around, and he looked really nervous.

"Is Azula here?" I asked.

"Nah, she thought this was too childish. She's at home…. With father." He said the last part bitterly. I raised an eyebrow.

"Have you seen Mai?" I questioned. His face became a beet.

"Uhhh… no!" He exclaimed. I studied him closely. Zuko looked a lot like his sister, but I could definitely see the differences. Zuko's face was a little… I don't know, softer? More caring?
"ZUKO, MAN! ZU- WOW." A boy was running to Zuko's side, and I recognized him as Rellen, a boy that was in Ming, Jing, and Zuko's grade. I also realized that he was one of the boys who had been flirting with me.

"Uh- Ty Lee! Right?" He asked me nervously. I grinned, and nodded.

"Yeah! Hey, Rellen!" I smiled again, and saw with satisfaction his knees go weak. Zuko smirked.

"I'll leave you two alone." He said slyly, and left.

"So, how's school?" I asked brightly. He gave a weak smile.

"Good. You?"

"Yup!" He stared at his shoes, and twiddled with a leather necklace around his neck. I stared at him. He was pretty handsome, I guess.

"You look a lot like Jing and Ming." He suddenly blurted out. I jumped, and my eyes narrowed.

"What?" I asked. Rellen blushed, but then gave me a cocky smile.

"I just said you look like your twin sisters!" He said. My eyes narrowed even more. I saw the smile on his face waver.

"Bye Rellen. It's been nice talking with you." I spat. I jumped onto my hands, and cart wheeled away as fast as I could. Why was I ALWAYS compared to my sisters? Why? I finally reached the far edge of the festival. I noticed a large striped tent. Since I didn't have anything better to do, I walked in.

"BAH! YOU CALL THAT TYPE ROPE WALKING? YOU'RE FIRED!" A loud voice was booming through the folds in the tent. I curiously peeked in, and saw a tall man with white hair yelling at a girl. She was wearing a short, sparkly, red dress, and seemed to be crying. I looked around, and my jaw dropped. Platypus bears, flying outrages, hog monkeys, and many other animals were scattered everywhere, being trained by another tall man, with greasy black hair. He was holding a fire whip. There were also clowns, and a lady on stilts, and tons of other amazing things. I knew what this place was, the circus!

Suddenly, a hand touched my shoulder. I screamed, and jabbed someone in the side and on the shoulder. I don't know why, but the man fell to the floor, not moving. I gasped. The white haired man rushed forward.

"Wong Yei! Are you alright?" He exclaimed. The man on the ground opened his eyes. I gulped.

"Can't move. I… was gonna ask… this little girl… if she wanted to… have some fresh circus… fire flakes… but she jabbed me… I think she blocked my chi!" He said, through gritted teeth. The man stared at me.

"How did you do that, little girl?" He asked. I shrugged, dumbfounded.

"I… don't know." I answered truthfully. He kept staring at me, looking confused.

"Say," He began, "Didn't I see you cart wheeling around town one day?"

"I don't know, I cartwheel a lot." I said. He glanced at the still crying lady, and then grinned evilly.

"Little girl, would you like to show me your moves?" I grinned.

"Sure! Why not?" I was excited for someone to actually show all my "elastic-ness" to, as my sisters called it. So I smiled even wider, and began. I hopped onto my hands, making my body strait into the air, and then I carefully lifted all but one finger on each hand. Now just just my two pointer fingers supported me.

I glanced at the man, upside-down. He was watching me with interest, and I wanted to keep that. I took a deep breath. I pushed off from the ground, trying to propel my self as high as I could go. As the air and random colors swirled around me, I reached out my hand, and snatched one of the poles that were holding up the type rope. My shoulder wrenched in pain, but I ignored it.

I swung around the pole, and hurriedly climbed up it. Finally, I swung my self onto the rope. The ROPE! I think it should be called the string. Or "piece of a spider web,' because that's how wide it was. I gulped, as I have never actually balanced across a rope this tiny. Maybe I was going to far.

I slowly put my foot out, and put half my weight on the "rope." A deep, shuddering breath racked my chest, and my brain was sending out warning signals. But, I stepped out onto the rope.

I was probably on there for about five seconds.

Then, I was falling. Like a rock, plummeting down to earth. Shapeless blobs of who knows what swooshed past me, and at the last second, I somehow did it.

I did a summersault in mid- air, right before I hit the ground. And I landed in a split. I was so thankful that I had done the summersault, or my hips would be shattered to pieces.

"That was MAGNIFICANT!" The circus man exclaimed, clapping his hands together. He ran forward, and helped me up. I noticed the girl in the sparkly red dress was gone, and I felt a little bad for her.

"How would you like to work here? At the circus?" The man asked, excitedly. I looked around, at the animals, and clowns, and the type rope I had almost met my death on.

"SURE!" I blurted out. "I would LOVE to!"

Wow. I kept you waiting all that time, just to be rewarded with… THIS. I think this chapter came out bad, and I'm so sorry. My New Year's resolution is to update more often. But before I update this again, I'm gonna update Avatar:Not the Last Airbender 2.

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-KC