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“Azula, Shou tells me you’ve been talking to them again.” Lu-Ming stated.

“She’s lying.” Azula intended to answer as vaguely as possible.

“Lying?” Lu-Ming questioned.

“Yes.”

“And why would she lie?”

“Because she doesn’t like me…” Azula trailed off. She already zei too much.

“Azula, it’s not healthy to just assume everyone hates you. Like you’re mother, she…”

“I wish to go back to my room now.” Azula cut him off.

“We are going to have to talk about her eventually.” It wasn’t an empty threat, it was a promise. This wasn’t the first time Lu-Ming...

After hours of copying each other's answers, and hours of playing video games and eating nothing but junk, Rex went home, and I was left watching televisie in the living room, while my dad fixed avondeten, diner and my little brother was upstairs in his room being loud as ever. My grandfather came downstairs, and smiled when he saw me.
"Couldn't take a nap with little Aniuk making a racket." he chuckled.
I chuckled back. "You can watch T.V. with me, Grandpa."
My grandfather smiled warmly at me, and sat volgende to me on the couch
"By the way, Anyu, who was that young fellow here earlier?" he asked.
"Oh, that...

Yue stared at the note in complete confusion and horror. What kind of sick joke was this? What kind of awful person would pretend to be her brother? Hon was dead, even if she did hate to admit it. The proof was almost as good as seeing it with her own eyes. Though curiousity pricked through her parka. Without hesitiation, she tore open the envelope and held up the letter to the light burning in through the large window. It read:
Dear Yue,
I heard what happened and I am very concerned. meer like, meer concerned. Please feel better.
Love,
Hon

Yue was even meer doubtful when she finished reading...

Sydney:

I woke up on the couch. I was shivering even if I had millions of blankets on top, boven of me. The only people in the room were Aang, Toph and Micheal. Aang sat on the other divan, bank unconscious with a bloody bandage around his head. Toph kept feeding him soep and feeling his forehead.

"Micheal?" I asked confused. He nodded and held my hand.

"I'm here. It's 2 a.m. I wasn't going to leave your sight.

"What?" I asked confused while rubbing my aching head.

"A couple months geleden I had a dream from Aang. It was before I met you. I'm your protector Sydney. No meer said."

I sighed. "Micheal, we have bad...

With my eyes glowing blue and a burst of electric power filling every inch of my body I was vulnerable. But I wasn't scared. And anyway, I wasn't about to kill this girl, that would be a bit violent. So instead I froze her in a gigantic block of ice and earth bended it all the to my house's back yard. We needed some vragen to be answered.

After I texted Sam to come help me I tried to heal Aang with my water bending. I had always had trouble with water bending. It was my opposite element. I hated it. Ice.....snow.....water....they are such cold forms. They put out fires. They have no life....

this is nothing to do with my version of book four but i wanted to put this out ther :P

Toph woke up very early two days after the gangs departure, her hands sweaty, her head pounding why did she forget? How could she forget? She tossed and turned but could not return to the land of dreams.A land she often forgot about a land she never visists. A land for thoses who could see. Aang was also lying awake but for many differnt reasons, why did he have the dream? Why everytime he saw Katara he couldnt speak. His dreams made him happy and eventually they took him away. Sokka and Sukki lay beside...