Part 3: Sokka
Hello everybody! Sokka, here! Pretty corny to start, but, I have to tell you this, so...yeah. Hah!
Anyways, it was after school when I waited for Katara outside the school building by my beloved '50s Chevy Truck. Yeah...what a beauty! I was admiring my car when that jerk-hole Jet came laughing.
"Ha, hah!" laughed Jet(that jerk). "Man, Sokka, you still riding that junk?"
"Hey, watch it, jerk-hole!" I snapped at him(pretty impressive, huh?). "Why don't you go bother someone your own size?"
"Daaaaaannnggg, chill, bro!" said Jet, with a bit of slang. "I ain't gonna bother, ya."
"Whatever, Jet. Just get outta here!" I told him.
Jet was gonna leave, when he saw my sister coming.
"Hi, Sokka!" greeted Katara.
Jet whistled at my sister(whatta jerk!).
"Man! Some sister you got there, bro!" exclaimed Jet.
"Leave, Jet!" I barked at him.
"Man, Sokka! You're so old school, man!" mentioned Jet. "You don't even know if she wants me or not."
"I didn't came here because of you, Jet." mentioned Katara. "I came here to ask Sokka something."
"Ask what?" I asked her.
Katara smiled at me, real sweet. I knew right away that she wanted somehting.
"There's this new kid at my class named Aang," she began. "And he asked me to go skateboarding with him."
"So...?" I asked her.
"So...I told him that I'd go and to meet me here after school." she told me. "Can I go?"
"Hey, can I come, Princess?" asked Jet.
"No!" I asnwered for her.
"I was askin' Katara, bro." Jet snapped at me.
I walked up to him, and looked at him straight in the eye.
"Leave. Now." I told him, real serious.
He let out a sigh and took out a pack of cigarettes. He lit one and started smoking.
"Whatevs." he said.
And with that, he finally left(FINALLY!)!
I turned towards Katara.
"So, who's this Aang." I asked her.
Just then, this tweleve-year-old looking kid came up towards Katara holding a skateboard, with a desgin of a peguin on it.
"Hey, Katara!" he called. "Are you coming?"
I raised an eyebrow at him. I mean, come on, who the hell was the lil' twerp?
"Who the hell is that lil' twerp?" I asked Katara.
Katara gave me the stink eye.
"This is Aang." she answered. "He's the new kid at my class, and he was the one that asked me to go skateboarding with him."
My jaw fell wide open. The tweleve-year-old is in high school? How?
"Hi, I'm Aang!" the kid greeted me and extened his hand towards me.
I shook it, still looking at him with surprised look.
"Hey." I managed to say.
"So, can I go?" Katara asked.
My senses came back when she asked that, I took a better look at Aang. He was two inches shorter than Katara, kind grey eyes, a messy black hair under a brown wool cap with a blue arrow on it, an organge button down shirt with a tan sweater over it, jeans and black velcro sneakers.
He looked wimpy.
"He looks wimpy." I mentioned.
"But he's a High Scholar student!" mentioned Katara with pride.
"I only chose to be in a normal class so I feel like a normal kid." Aang explained.
"Where are you guys going, exactly?" I asked him.
"At the park, by the Jasmine Tea Shop!" said Aang.
I let out a heavy sigh, and smiled.
"Alright." I said. "You can go with him, but only if I come too! Mom would nag at me forever if I leave you alone!"
"Yes!" Katara cried as she jumped in glee. "Oh wait! We have to stop by at home to get your skateboard!"
"Sure." I agreed, but then I realized what she had said. "Wait, NO!"
"Please?" asked Katara doing her puppy eyes.
"Fine." I sighed.
Whenever she does that, I'm pudding in her hands.
So we all got in my truck, and drove home. After that, I drove them to the park where they could happily skateboard, and I would moniter them.
When I looked aorund the park a little, it happened...
Hello everybody! Sokka, here! Pretty corny to start, but, I have to tell you this, so...yeah. Hah!
Anyways, it was after school when I waited for Katara outside the school building by my beloved '50s Chevy Truck. Yeah...what a beauty! I was admiring my car when that jerk-hole Jet came laughing.
"Ha, hah!" laughed Jet(that jerk). "Man, Sokka, you still riding that junk?"
"Hey, watch it, jerk-hole!" I snapped at him(pretty impressive, huh?). "Why don't you go bother someone your own size?"
"Daaaaaannnggg, chill, bro!" said Jet, with a bit of slang. "I ain't gonna bother, ya."
"Whatever, Jet. Just get outta here!" I told him.
Jet was gonna leave, when he saw my sister coming.
"Hi, Sokka!" greeted Katara.
Jet whistled at my sister(whatta jerk!).
"Man! Some sister you got there, bro!" exclaimed Jet.
"Leave, Jet!" I barked at him.
"Man, Sokka! You're so old school, man!" mentioned Jet. "You don't even know if she wants me or not."
"I didn't came here because of you, Jet." mentioned Katara. "I came here to ask Sokka something."
"Ask what?" I asked her.
Katara smiled at me, real sweet. I knew right away that she wanted somehting.
"There's this new kid at my class named Aang," she began. "And he asked me to go skateboarding with him."
"So...?" I asked her.
"So...I told him that I'd go and to meet me here after school." she told me. "Can I go?"
"Hey, can I come, Princess?" asked Jet.
"No!" I asnwered for her.
"I was askin' Katara, bro." Jet snapped at me.
I walked up to him, and looked at him straight in the eye.
"Leave. Now." I told him, real serious.
He let out a sigh and took out a pack of cigarettes. He lit one and started smoking.
"Whatevs." he said.
And with that, he finally left(FINALLY!)!
I turned towards Katara.
"So, who's this Aang." I asked her.
Just then, this tweleve-year-old looking kid came up towards Katara holding a skateboard, with a desgin of a peguin on it.
"Hey, Katara!" he called. "Are you coming?"
I raised an eyebrow at him. I mean, come on, who the hell was the lil' twerp?
"Who the hell is that lil' twerp?" I asked Katara.
Katara gave me the stink eye.
"This is Aang." she answered. "He's the new kid at my class, and he was the one that asked me to go skateboarding with him."
My jaw fell wide open. The tweleve-year-old is in high school? How?
"Hi, I'm Aang!" the kid greeted me and extened his hand towards me.
I shook it, still looking at him with surprised look.
"Hey." I managed to say.
"So, can I go?" Katara asked.
My senses came back when she asked that, I took a better look at Aang. He was two inches shorter than Katara, kind grey eyes, a messy black hair under a brown wool cap with a blue arrow on it, an organge button down shirt with a tan sweater over it, jeans and black velcro sneakers.
He looked wimpy.
"He looks wimpy." I mentioned.
"But he's a High Scholar student!" mentioned Katara with pride.
"I only chose to be in a normal class so I feel like a normal kid." Aang explained.
"Where are you guys going, exactly?" I asked him.
"At the park, by the Jasmine Tea Shop!" said Aang.
I let out a heavy sigh, and smiled.
"Alright." I said. "You can go with him, but only if I come too! Mom would nag at me forever if I leave you alone!"
"Yes!" Katara cried as she jumped in glee. "Oh wait! We have to stop by at home to get your skateboard!"
"Sure." I agreed, but then I realized what she had said. "Wait, NO!"
"Please?" asked Katara doing her puppy eyes.
"Fine." I sighed.
Whenever she does that, I'm pudding in her hands.
So we all got in my truck, and drove home. After that, I drove them to the park where they could happily skateboard, and I would moniter them.
When I looked aorund the park a little, it happened...
