Hello everybody! I'm a new user here on Fan Fiction and if you saw my profile before, I FOUND OUT HOW TO MAKE A FANFIC! So this is an Avatar modern story, and I've read dozens of them before so I going to try to mix it up a bit. I will accept flames, just don't go too overboard! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Aang's tattoo and Jet's jerkiness. T-T

But I do own Akron (you'll find out)

Chapter 1

Aang's P.O.V

Riiiiiiinnnngggg, Riiiiiiinnnngggg!

"AAHH!" I wake up violently, tied up in the sweaty sheets.

Riiiiiiinnnngggg, Riiiiiiinnnngggg!

I look over my shoulder and spot my phone vibrating furiously.

I attempt to stretch over. Fail. Yep, you guessed it, I fell off the bed.

Riiiiii-

"Hello?"

"GOOD MOURING LITTLE BRO! RISE AND SHINE! IT'S TIME FOR

YOUR FIRST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOOL!" That was my annoying older bro, Akron.

And he's calling me the pest.

"Ow, you crack head, you busted my eardrum!"

"Whatever, man. Dad told me to give you a wake-up call, anyway."

"Ok, I'm hanging up now."

"No, wai-!"

I hung up on him. Ugh, I hate him SOO MUCH! Well, I'm sweaty, so why not take

a shower, right?

3 hours later…

Normal P.O.V

"HERE COMES AANGY!" A boy in suspenders had yelled. He was wearing yellow rollerblades. As he was skating, he started to pick up his speed.

"YAHOO!" He does a fantastic jump in the air, over the school steps, and in mid-air, does a 360 back flip, and lands perfectly. All the students around him applause.

"Thank you, thank you all!" The boy gestures, doing an overdramatic bow. He skates causally into the Gaoling Academy hallway.

As he skates in the hallway, everyone starts to stare curiously at him.

"Uh, hi," he finally states. Just then an announcement goes off through the speaker.

"Hello everyone, May I have your attention, please? All freshman students report to the auditorium, all freshman students report to the auditorium. Thank you." The intercom shuts off. The boy in suspenders starts looking rapidly around.

"Hey, does anyone know where the auditorium is?" A crowd of girls surround the boy, shouting various things at him.

"Hey, I can help!"

"Can I help you?"

"I know the way!"

"You're so hot!"

"Can I kiss you?"

"HEY!"

All of the chaos suddenly stops.

"One person at a time, please!"

They all start to scream again. The boy groans and tries to break free. He ducks and squeezes himself through. He grabs a tall, blonde guy and shouts,

"HERE, ATTACK THIS KID!" The blonde guy is then pushed in the crown, getting trampled and injured everywhere.

The boy skates in a direction but is bumped into someone.

Katara's P.O.V

I was watching some girls trample over some guy. (Sigh) So sad. No one can be that desperate to have a dude they don't even know lock lips with them. Luckily I'm not like that.

"Hey, Katara?"

I turn around to see my arch nemesis, Jet, and his gang, calling my name.

"What?" I tried to sound careless, but I heard my voice crack.

"I just wanted to say that you're gonna have a special surprise when you do your speech," he snickers, along with his group, and walks away.

I stare at them, with a stupid look on my face.

Morons…

I'm in a trance, thinking about what they said, when some idiot bumped into making me plummet to the ground.

"Hey, what the hell?"

"Sorry, my bad!"

I look up to see a boy with a blue arrow tattooed on his forehead, which I think might be connected to his arms, too. He has short, black shaggy hair with grey eyes.

Like a storm. He is kinda cute, too…

"Hey, do you know where the auditorium is?" I think he asked me a question. Did he ask me a question?

"Hello! Girl with glasses, I'm trying to talk to you!"

"Wha?" I regain focus (and some of my balance) and see an annoyed, cute face looking up at me.

"Ok, let me say this slowly. Do. You. Know. Where. The. Auditorium. Is," he enunciates.

"O-Oh, yeah I-I-It's around th-there," I stutter. I'm not doing too well, am I?

"Thank you." He then skates away. ( Sigh) Figures.

Aang's P.O.V

Ok…. that was weird. She was weird.

No, Aang, you're better than that. You know you don't critize people

Yeah, you're right, voice. What? It has a point, you know.

Well, I'm skating into the auditorium, and I see a lot of freshman sitting or standing around. I also see a man( principal, possibly?) trying to get everyone to settle down. Hey, I just got an idea.

" HEY, PARTY PEOPLE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at me. Hey, at least I got their attention. I just skated down the little hill and into an auditorium seat.

" Uh…. thank you," the man said, or questioned. He stiffly walks on the stage and stands on the podium.

15 minutes later…

After that boring leisure about the academic society and the rules and regulations and all that other crap, it was time for the President of the academy to answer all of our questions about the school. We're waiting for him/her right now.

"So, what do you think the President will be like," I ask to a girl, named Toph, who I was talking to for the past 15 minutes.

" Eh, who knows? I personally think it's a jacked-up version of a nerd." We both laugh.

I then hear the auditorium doors push open….

Ha ha! I gave you a cliffy! Oh, I'm so evil. But I know all of you know who's the Pres. Review, please! It's my first chapter OF my first story and I want to know if I should continue… remember I will accept flames but don't be too harsh!