Read the first part of this to understand it. The little run in with Jeff just sped me on to Algebra 2. UHHHH the most boring subject ever. And unfortanetly for me I'm an exchange student and came in the middle of the semester. Double UHHHHH. As I walked into class the teacher called me to the front of the class. "This is a Mr. Michael Epsilon, Aang,...uh...Zuko..." Me and the rest of the class chuckled as she mispronounced my great great great grandma's and grandpa's names. My parents thought having all the original teachers of avatar Aang would دکھائیں other benders that I am a bender as well but this system hasn't worked out lately. When I was in 5th grade I met the perfect girl for me. Blonde, green eyes, a bender, and sweet. But I had to اقدام again do to... an accident with her crappy boyfriend. "You may sit down Michael." "Fine" I sat in the back of the class hoping to not get called on cause math just sucks, period. As the teacher (Ms. Crawley) dragged on with her boring lesson I noticed a small, shy, looking boy with dark brown hair staring over at me. His brown eyes pretty much flashed me the words "meet me after class." I gave him the thumbs up. As Ms. Crawley drawled on with her screechy voice I was so bored I decided to have a little fun with her water bottle. I admit it wasn't the smartest thing in the world but beleive me it was a lot better than learning about freaking graphing numbers. As Crawley's water seeped out of the partialy opened ٹوپی it collected on the floor. Once completely on the floor I moved it up the دیوار and slowly but surely into a shape. I still wasn't sure of this but it was going to be funny. Slowly... Slowly it shaped into a rude hand gesture and then, I flash froze making tiny white crystals in it outlining the shape on the black chalk board. Ms. Crawley finally stopped her boring lesson and looked at us as we exploded into laughter at the finger flipping everyone off. Crawley looked flabergasted as she touched it and quickly pulled her finger away. "I'll be right back, no one moves." Crawley کہا in a very menacing tone. The سیکنڈ the door closed behind Crawley mostly everyone got up and took a picture of the newly created art on the chalkboard. The room was full of laughter and gossip that would soon be filling the halls. A small clique of girls were texting other people on what happened and sending the تصویر to everyone as they giggled profusely. Most of guys were still looking at the "masterpiece" as they now called it and were talking about how it happened. "Maybe Crawley did it she could've drawn it and then covered it with a black cloth then pulled it away as a gag." That's what one guy کہا "Crawley's not like that Trevor, maybe..." but his voice trailed off as Crawley walked into the room. Everyone shut off there phones as quick as possible and ran for there seats. I was already in my نشست smiling and still laughing. "Where'd آپ go Ms. Crawley?" A cute girl in a گلابی long sleeved شرٹ, قمیض and گلابی سکرٹ, گھیرنا asked. "Down to the office to look at the security video." I stopped laughing immediately and my دل started pounding. "And" a boy asked he wore plaid pants and a blue t-shirt with a big picture of Megan لومڑی on it. His beady green eye's looking intently on Crawley. "Well Gideon I didn't see anything but the water from my water bottle climb up the دیوار and freeze on the chalkboard." Most people burst out laughing at her ludicrous suggestion but stopped laughing after a منٹ of her staring ay us hard. "Stop laughing I'm serious." At that moment the گھنٹی, بیل rang and everyone packed up quickly and went to the اگلے class. I stayed back and waited for the shy nervous boy. "My name's Ryley." The boy said, "you know my name." I کہا with a chuckle. His face got serious. "Did آپ do that on the board?" He questioned. I looked around making sure no one was listening. "Mayb, yes."
"That's so cool, I'm a bender to." Ryley کہا with an air of pride. "Really, what kind?" He pushed his hand in my face and a strong gust of wind blew my hair way back and stood there. "An Air bender, cool." I said
"Not as cool as your hair. آپ should keep it like that." I looked in a nearby window my hair was sticking up in a funny way but at the same time sent a message that I was different. "I think I will."
"Cool, what's your اگلے period?" I looked at my مالٹا, نارنگی schedule. "History with... Mr. Mooney."
"Oh, I had him last سال he really gets into all the Asian Culture, it was so easy to get an A+ in his class."
"I wonder why." We both chuckled.
"Well I got English with Ms. Silva now, UHHHH she's so horrible."
"See آپ later we got to get to class right now."
As we ran for our classes I felt happy I finally met a fellow bender. "It's a big school," I thought "maybe I'll meet others?"


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