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Post by Fateful on Jan 31, 2011 21:45:38 GMT -5
Toph laughed. "Well, Zuko sorta knows. I told him that Katara was causing some trouble, but I didn't tell him that she wanted to break up him and Mai. I was worried he'd ask a lot of questions, but he sorta owed me one. I bailed him out of something super serious over the summer, so he's paying me back for it. I guess it's just a mutual thing. He likes you, so he's helping out a bit here and there. And I've been told he dresses better than you." It also had to do with the fact that Katara liked the way Zuko dressed. Having him pick out clothes for Aang helped a lot.
The instructions said that they had one final stage left. They had to pour in the final colored serum they had, a purple one. They had to measure half the amount of liquid that was in the beaker and add it. Luckily, the beaker had graduations of concentration, so it wasn't hard. Jet measured it out and added it into the beaker. Once they combined, they were supposed to mix them. He did and then the clear liquid (which did NOT take on any of the purple color) evaporated. The beaker was completely empty. After that, they were supposed to explain the symbolism of the experiment and clean up. The report was due next class.
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Post by belated valentine on Jan 31, 2011 23:02:56 GMT -5
Aang nodded. "Yeah, that's true. But I don't really care what I wear," he said, looking down at his uniform. "I'm at school most of the time and this is what I wear a lot of the time," he said, leaning back in his seat. They hadn't done much in the class today and they were almost out. It looked like the teacher would allow them to be independent for the most part, not holding their hands throughout various project. He had given them the information they needed and now they just had to do it, which wasn't too hard.
Suyin sat up in her seat, sitting at the edge of the stool to watch the experiment. As he pourd in the purple chemical, she wrote down what happened, surprised to see that it had all disappeared. She looked over at the white sheet to see that they had just finished the last step and could now clean up the lab table. "Do you want one of us to work on the report, or do you want to meet up somewhere and work on it together?" she asked, glancing at the clock. The period they were in was almost over so she began to clean the equipment they had used for the experiment.
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Post by Fateful on Feb 1, 2011 22:13:24 GMT -5
Toph shrugged. "For some reason, girls seem to care." She couldn't see, and most of the time she didn't a shit what she wore. It was usually designer because of her father's importance however, so she couldn't say that she looked particularly bad when she was dressed. However, that wasn't of concern now. What was important was how Aang looked because Katara DID care; and she cared a lot. It was irritating, but whatever. She was happier, leaving Zuko alone, and Toph actually felt good about herself. It was a strange feeling. She'd always been particularly prideful and stubborn but to know that she took Aang the little monk-boy he was and make him into something that Katara-the bitch, goddess, and gorgon of the school- liked was an amazing accomplishment. "Don't worry twinkle toes, it's just something you have to get better at. Katara is one for fashion and stuff. And I feel like i should make sure you know more about Prada. She was ranting about some model that mixed it with some celebrity style."
Jet looked over at the clock. He helped clean up and read through her notes. "Well you took all the notes. I said that I'd type it, but the entire second half of the report is empty, so we should meet up a little later when we both have time." They didn't have much time, so he pulled his phone from his pocket and offered it to her. "Put your number in my phone and I'll text you, so you have my number. I'll also add when my breaks are. If worst comes to worst, we can just go to dinner together and work on it then."
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Post by belated valentine on Feb 2, 2011 11:43:29 GMT -5
Aang nodded. ''Yeah, I kind of noticed that she cares. That's why it's so hard t make her like me,'' he said, looking at thr clock on the wall. He looked back at Toph. ''She's just different than most of tge girls. I mean, yeah a lot girls like prada and stuff but Katara is a lot harder to please than them.'' He moved to pack his things in his bag, the one every student was required to carry thoughout the day. ''Class is almost over,'' he said, knowing she couldn't see the clock and therefore didn't know when they were leaving until the bell rang which didn't leave her much time to pack.
Suyin took the phone when they finished cleaning up and her hands were dry, typing in her name and then number. ''Sounds good.'' She handed it back to him just as the bell rang, picking up her black school bag off the table. She tucked her pen away in the side pocket and let the bag hang from her hand at her side. ''I'll see you later then, Jet,'' she said, smiling at him before she departed, pulling the bag onto her shoulder.
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Post by Fateful on Feb 2, 2011 12:31:52 GMT -5
"I know you know that she cares, Aang otherwise I wouldn't have been three days teaching you about all the fashion magazines she likes. Research isn't as easy for me as it is for everyone else, just in case you haven't noticed." She stated simply. When he told her that class was about over, she started to pack her stuff. "And I thought that you liked that Katara was so different? I thought that's why you liked her and wanted to be with her, besides how pretty and utterly perfect she is?"
Jet took his phone and grabbed his stuff. As he walked down the hall, he picked up her number and sent her a quick message. This is Jet. I have a break from 1-2 and 4-5.
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Post by belated valentine on Feb 3, 2011 22:04:54 GMT -5
Aang nodded. "I do, I never said I didn't. Katara isn't as easy to please as a lot of other girls, which makes me like her more because she has a sense of self worth. Anyway." He said, getting up and pulling his bag so it was resting on the back of his shoulder, holding it with his fingers over his shoulder. Their lockers were near the same spot so he walked with her.
A reply text reached Jet's phone not too long after he'd sent the first one. Great, I have one from 4-5 too. Meeting place?
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Post by Fateful on Feb 3, 2011 22:20:59 GMT -5
Toph rolled her eyes. Whatever... Katara wasn't special, or had a high self worth. She loved being the center of attention, even if it meant she was a slut. Walking with Aang, she went to her locker. "Open my locker." She said, pointing to it. She normally just had someone open it for her and get out her books (that she was still required to take to class for some reason).
Jet pulled his phone out of his pocket as he walked to his next class. We have to type it, want to meet at the library?
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Post by belated valentine on Feb 3, 2011 23:02:43 GMT -5
Aang opened her locker after she gave him her combination. "What class do you have next?" He asked, so he knew what book to hand her. When she spoke up, he shuffled through her books before he handed her the one that she needed. "Want me to walk you to the room?" He asked. The rooms were labeled with numbers, ones which she couldn't see. Below the numbers there was braille, but he doubted Toph really cared for it.
Suyin glanced up to make sure there were no teachers in view before she looked back at her phone, replying to his last text. Sounds good. See you then. She hit send and let her phone drop into her bag, running off to class when she realized she was almost late.
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Post by Fateful on Feb 3, 2011 23:16:14 GMT -5
"I have math." She said boredly. "I know where it is, Twinkle toes. I'm not stupid." She said, taking the book when he pulled it out and slid it into her bag, tossing the books she had in her bag into her locker. "I'm tired already." She said, laughing. She hadn't been able to sleep the night before. Katara was talking at her about mostly Aang and her ludicrous expectations. Why did everyone like her, she was a fucking horrible person. She'd been telling Toph recently that she could find her a boyfriend because she was blind and therefore would pick someone disgusting. Without knowing why, it just pissed her off. She hated it when people told her she needed help or that her blindness was a fault, but this was so much worse, and she didn't know why.
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Post by belated valentine on Feb 3, 2011 23:33:11 GMT -5
Aang shrugged. "I was just offering. I mean, you did ask me to open your locker for you," he joked, tossing his books into his own locker. He dropped his bag in, picking up a gym back. "Alright then, I've got to run to gym. We've got pool and I want to make it there to get a good spot away from the wall of the pool, otherwise I'll end up scraping my side against it," he said, tossing his bag over his shoulder. "I'll see you after school then." Waving a quick goodbye, he turned around and walked off.
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Post by Fateful on Feb 6, 2011 20:21:16 GMT -5
Toph sighed. She was taking out her irritation on him. He was never one to pity her for being blind, but... she still snapped at him. "Sorry." She muttered. She knew how to count, and all the rooms were arranged the same on all the floors. Because she could see the entire school, she was able to tell which rooms were which without seeing them. She knew them by number. There was an occasional oddly numbered room, but she'd found that out when Katara had a class with her, so she hadn't looked stupid.
"Yeah, we have some work to do." She said, in reference to after school." She waved and took off in the opposite direction.
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Post by belated valentine on Feb 9, 2011 22:18:02 GMT -5
After school, when he finished his homework and showered, Aang made his way outside to the school courtyard where he took a seat on one of the benches near a garden, waiting for Toph. Right after they got out of class, he told her this was where he'd meet her to continue their work. There was a notebook in his lap so he could study for the upcoming test while he waited for her. He glanced up, seeing green in the distance, and smiled. "Hey!" He called.
Suyin shut the door to her dorm, sighing. Tossing her bag over her shoulder, she made her way down the hallway of the fire dormitory, her shoes hitting the hardwood floor quietly. She made it out of the dorm and down the path that led to the school library, which was separated from the school itself due to its size. She opened the door and glanced around, wondering if Jet was there yet.
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