Literature
ZUTARA WEEK '09 - JEALOUSY
Katara wrenched her arm free. Don't touch me! she screeched, whipping around to arch an arm threateningly behind her head. Aang flinched like a wounded animal and bit his lip. But Katara
Don't talk to me, either!
Aang moved again, reaching out for her. She turned on a dime and slapped him, hard.
Just leave me alone, Aang, she said coldly. He cradled his stinging cheek in the palm and slumped his shoulders, defeated, as she stormed off.
Just how had he lost her, anyway? And to Zuko? What did she see in him anyway? Nothing made sense to him anymore...How could she choose Zuko over the Av