Scandals (ZUTARA)

Chapter 1 : Katara 🌊 | Pilot

SEPTEMBER

"Please can all Juniors take a seat in the third row of chairs," Principal White calls from the stage.

"Katara that's you!" Sokka hisses from behind me and I immediately get pushed into the assembly hall. It's huge, with rows and rows of chairs stacked next to and behind each-other. The front of the hall has a huge open stage with a projector screen hanging from the high ceiling. A chandelier dangles from above, glistening golden like the sun.

I take a seat on a chair next to a bald monk who looks awfully familiar . He has unusual-looking blue arrow tattoos on his forehead and  arms. "You must be the avatar," I say bravely.

"Yep, that's me," the boy says, turning to me with a red face. "Hi, I'm Aang."

"Katara," I say shaking his hand. "What house are you in?"

"I'm the only guy in whole school who's in ,Vísonas," he answers.

"Why is that?" I ask him cluelessly.

"Air nomads don't go to school. I used to meditate in the air-temple for hours and hours on end. But ever since I found out I was the avatar, my whole life changed," he mutters quietly, and he weirdly sounded, sad.

"That must be so hard for you," I comfort him, but I could never under stand his situation. 

"I guess," Aang says nervously before turning away.

I turn to my right. An elegant yet rough girl sits beside me. She has long dark hair, and a fluffy fringe almsot covering her eyes. "Hi, I'm Katara," I say, holding my hand out. The girl ignores my hand, but replies softly.

"Toph."

"Don't mind me asking but how can you see anything with  your fringe covering your eyes?" I ask her curiously, putting my hand back down.

"Even if I didn't have a fringe, I still wouldn't be able to see anything," she says, but her voice is now very confident. I stare at her, baffled. "Because I'm blind."

"Oh-I'm so sorry," I manage to say. "I had no idea."

"How could you? My eyes are totally not white hopeless," Toph says sarcastically.

Ouch.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Principal White says raising his voice. Immediately, the room goes quiet. "Welcome to ATLA High. I am Principal White. Today's assembly will start with our Annual Fire Bending Art show!"

There's a huge applause as a shadowy figure marches onto the stage, his hood on and his hands in his pockets. There's a small silence as he takes off his hood. All of a sudden his eyes lock with mine and I'm speechless. I feel a rush of heat build up on my face, and though I am tan, I bet it's obvious I'm blushing right now.

The majority of the left side of his face is taken up by a scar around his eye. It's a deep red that lifts his eyebrows and ends around his ear ; the other side is angelic. He has clear skin and the nose most people pay a millions to posses. His eyes are a rare glimmering gold, sparkling with passion.

He flicks his fingers, and instantly small fire works shoot from his his hand . A few people in the row behind me clap and cheer, but I am in complete awe to do anything. The boy continues to move his hands in an angelic manner forming a bright orange fire that moves around him, suddenly becoming a dragon. When he clicks his fingers, it disappears, and immediately, the sound of clapping and cheering is prominent. 

"Thank-you for that wonderful performance Prince Zuko," Principal White says as Zuko returns to his seat at the back. He and the girl beside him  share a quick kiss before returning their attention to Principal White.