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𝐹𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 𝟸𝟾

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❝𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑝,

𝑇𝑜 𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟.❞

~ 𝐿.𝐷.𝑅

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𝑨𝒏𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒂: 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛

╔═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╗

❝𝑖 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑

ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒’𝑠 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠.❞

~ 𝐴𝑛𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑎

╚═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╝

𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒔:

𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑝ℎ𝑦 = 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒𝑠 = 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 / 𝑂𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠

𝐴𝑙𝑏𝑢𝑚𝑠 = 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠’𝑠

𝑀𝑦 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔:

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𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑡: 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡, 𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝐼 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟, 𝑅𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠

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𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠, 🎀. ~ 𝐴𝑛𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑎 (𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔)

𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑠 (𝑛𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠) 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ 𝑀𝐴𝑌𝐵𝐸 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡.

𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒.

𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮!!! 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝟷𝟾˖ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌.

𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲

𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎, 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕.

𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦.

𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝑮𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔

𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑛𝑜𝑤

𝑨𝒍𝒕𝒂

𝑍𝑢𝑘𝑜

𝑆𝑜𝑘𝑘𝑎

𝐽𝑒𝑡

𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚 𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏

𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑦 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠𝑜𝑛

𝐿𝑢𝑘𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑛

𝐺𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑈𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑜𝑜𝑑

𝐿𝑒𝑜 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑧

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝟷𝟶𝟶

𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑦 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑘𝑒

𝐽𝑜ℎ𝑛 𝑀𝑢𝑟𝑝ℎ𝑦

𝑫𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕

𝐶𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑏 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑟

𝑇𝑜𝑏𝑖𝑎𝑠 (𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟) 𝐸𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑛

𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔

𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 (𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦) | 𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝐷𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟

𝐵𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐾𝑖𝑑 (𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤)

𝑁𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝐵𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 | 𝑃𝑠𝑦𝑐ℎ𝑜

𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒙 𝒑𝒍𝒔𝒔𝒔, 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.

𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐚

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𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝑃𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔...

𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐦𝐬

𝐴𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 | 𝑍𝑢𝑘𝑜 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝐼𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑍𝑢𝑘𝑜’𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛.

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 1 ~ 𝐿𝑎𝑘𝑒

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 2 ~ 𝑇𝑜𝑤𝑛

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 3 ~ 𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑛?

𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸 ~ 𝚃𝚘𝚠𝚗

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝙰/𝙽: 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚙𝚊𝚍.

Word count: 1295

𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛

Narrator's P.O.V:

The drive to town is peaceful, it always is. With the music playing on the radio and Aurora shutting up for once in her life it's basically heaven on earth.

But then you get into the town.

Don't get me wrong you love living so close to the capitol of the Fire Nation, the dense variety of people, the fresh food, the festivals, and just the culture in general, but it can get a bit chaotic at times. It's a very bustling place. People always seem to have somewhere they need to be immediately.

Today seems like a chiller day, the weather is perfect and people seem to be calmer than usual. There are only a couple of people that you can see from your line of vision, an older couple, a mom and two children, and an old man walking with a cane.

You park on the side of the street and pull your keys out of the car. You gather up all your stuff and place it in a tote bag you brought. You step out of the car and close the door behind you, walking over to Aurora.

"Where do you want to go first?" She asks while slinging a bag over her shoulder.

"We should go to the boutique," You respond. We can't exactly afford it but it's fun to see.

"Ok!" she responds eagerly and starts skipping towards the boutique, she's always loved the town and is practically begging you to take her every day, and we do end up going most days.

You pick up your pace to catch up to Aurora who is about a block ahead of you now and we come to a stop. You look up to see the familiar swoopy letters spelling out boutique in fancy cursive on the sign above the shop. Aurora walks into the shop and the bell dings above us as the door swings open. "Welcome in you two!" the shopkeeper says as Aurora briskly walks from dress to dress examining every single one with care, "Good morning Miriam," You wave at the older woman who runs the shop. She has gray thinning hair and a bony frame but somehow is still glowing in her old age.

"Any new shipments?" You ask while leaning against the front desk. Miriam has gotten used to our visits at this point and doesn't seem to mind when we don't buy anything.

"I got some new dresses for some of the girls to wear during the prince's choosing of his spouse." She shakes her head, "About half the girls in the city are going to be dressed up for him, the other half couldn't care less!" she lets out a small laugh at this. "I wouldn't either, I already told Aurora but being forced into a marriage isn't exactly as glamorous as the books make it out to be," You look back at Aurora who is now trying on different hats in the mirror. A smile spreads onto your face before you turn back to Miriam, "There's just so many factors that could go wrong. Not liking them, them being abusive, cheating. It's too much to even think about,"

"You're always looking on the darker side of things when it comes to a relationship Y/n, you're always such a bubbly person but when it comes to relationships you only think of the worst-case scenario, why?" She leans against the other side of the counter giving you a look that says even if you don't tell me I'm going to find out, she always does.

"Honestly I'm not completely sure, I've heard so many horror stories about guys who have done crazy things in relationships. One time a girl told me her ex snuck into her house and lived under her room in her basement for a whole month before they found him!" a hint of worry flashes across your face even thinking about that.

"You do know that those things don't happen as often as you think right? People tend to focus on the bad  things and lose the good along the way." She looks into your eyes before walking around the counter and placing her hands on your shoulders, "I'm sure that whoever you end up with will be great." She says with a reassuring look on her face.

You nod your head slightly and look up at her, "Thank you, Miriam." You say a small smile on your lips.

She lets go of your shoulders and turns to Aurora and walks over there to start talking to her. You tune out their conversation and go over to some of the dresses on the rack. You're flipping through them when a pearly white dress catches your eye. It's floor-length with bits of see-through fabric flowing down from the side and sleeves of the same material.

The dress:

(If you don't like it imagine something different.)

You pull the dress from the rack and walk over to the mirror holding it in front of your body. It is perfect, everything about it. It's the perfect length, color, fabric, everything. You do a spin still holding the dress to your body and the fabric flows like something from a storybook. You run your hands over the silky fabric before placing it back on the rack where you found it, sighing.

You turn away from the array of dresses and to Aurora and Miriam, Miriam holding a dark red dress in front of Aurora and looking deep in thought. A slight giggle comes out of your mouth at the scene when you see Aurora reaching for a completely different dress than is held in front of her. You make your way over to them and just stand to the side to watch the scene play out.

"No no no," Miriam scolds Aurora "this one will go better with your color palette." She knocks Aurora's arm back to her side but she raises it up again.

Aurora starts whining "But Miriammm, that one is prettier!" She points to a light blue dress and reaches out for it. "No, not for you." Miriam slaps her hand away again. You walk behind Aurora and put your hands on her shoulders, "She's right you know? That dress would look better on you." You peek out from behind her to look in the mirror. "Fine! Fine..." She mumbles begrudgingly.

After a couple more dresses are shoved in front of Aurora we tidy up the place and say our goodbye to Miriam, exiting the shop. You follow Aurora into an old antique store where we look around for a bit at different trinkets and other things. While we are in the shop you hear some girls talking about something that catches your attention.

"Who do you think the prince will choose to be his wife?" The girl on the left asks, she has long blonde hair and brown eyes and is wearing a gown.

Probably from Miriam's.

"Probably one of those stuck-up rich girls that go to school with us." The girl next to her says while rolling her eyes, they both look about 17. Too young to even get picked by Prince Zuko.

Before you can hear the rest of their conversation Aurora grabs you by the arm and drags you out of the store, mumbling something about the shop owner. You're not paying attention until she taps you on the shoulder aggressively obviously trying to get your attention.

"What?" You ask, whipping your head around to face her.

Oh god...

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𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜:

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𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟹 - 𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗? Warnings: none, A/N: this is not my work, my it’s my sister’s from Wattpad Narrator's P.O.V: Oh god... You tu

𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜:

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𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 ~ 𝙻𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜…

𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 | 𝐙𝐮𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷 ~ 𝙻𝚊𝚔𝚎

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑠， 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑍𝑢𝑘𝑜， ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢，𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒．．．

𝙰/𝙽: 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺!!! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚙𝚊𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚉𝚞𝚔𝚘𝚜𝚆𝚒𝚏𝚎𝟽𝟽𝟽. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎.

𝚃𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷𝟼𝟾𝟺

𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛

Narrators' P.o.v:

Your feet slam against the cold stone pathway as Aurora drags you by my arm down to the river. It's about 6 in the morning and she decided to drag you down to the river for an early morning swim. Not that you're complaining though. You've always had sort of a connection with water you guess? The way it flows around you, the refreshing feeling of fresh water on your fingertips, the way it moves when you practice bending.

You snap out of your thoughts when you feel the ground under you change textures, switching to the cold sand you know from the lake. Aurora lets go of your hand once you get to the beach, tossing her towel on the dock that extends a couple of yards out into the water. She runs full force off the deck, tucking her legs to her torso with one hand and squeezing her nose shut with the other.

"CANNONBALL!" she yells as she jumps off the dock. A small grin spreads across her face as she emerges from the water, hair soaking wet. She shakes like a dog before turning to you and giving you a grin.

You set your towel down on the dock and walk to the edge, sitting down and swinging your legs over the dock plunging them into the cold water. It feels fresh on your skin like a cold breeze on a hot summer's day.

"Y/n get in the water already!" Aurora whines.

You swing your legs back and forth, testing the water before lifting yourself off the dock and sinking into the water. You dunk your head under the water letting it soak into your hair, emerging from the water, you run your hands over your face pushing your hair out of the way.

As you have your eyes shut to avoid getting water in them, you feel the cold water splash onto my back. You turn around slowly your jaw dropped. "What the hell Aurora?!" you yell, "You were already wet anyway!" she yells back defensively, her hands raised above her head, surrendering. You splash her back aggressively but not enough to hurt her and she covers her face but ends up getting water in her eyes anyway as you continue to splash her. « Stop itttt! » she screams, but you don't stop.

You use your water bending to pick up a ball of water, bringing it over to her and letting it go.

"Aahh! Y/n! Why would you do that?!" she yells, wringing out her hair.

"You deserved it." you shrug a small grin spreading across your face. You swim back over to the dock and climb up onto it while Aurora is still in the water.

You watch her for a couple of minutes in silence before she turns to you to say something "Do you want to go into the town today? For like a girl's day?" she asks while doggy paddling over to you.

"Yeah sure, any specific reason why?" you ask, tilting your head to the side slightly.

"No not really," she climbs over the edge of the dock and walks to the shore, she picks up her towel and wraps it around herself. "Is it illegal to want to spend time with my sister?" She asks sarcastically, raising one eyebrow.

"I mean no but I don't recall a time you didn't have other reasons to hang out with me," you stand up from the edge of the dock and turn around to face her, crossing your arms.

She rolls her eyes and turns away from you starting up the beach and to the house. You run up to catch up with her and you get to the house shortly. Once you get to the house you open the door to a heavenly aroma coming from the kitchen. You walk into the kitchen and take in a big whiff of, pancakes? You're not sure.

"That smells really good Mom," You say leaning against the doorway. "Thank you, sweetie, it's chocolate chip pancakes." She says as she flips a pancake. "Do you want any?" She turns around to face you. "No I'm good," Yourespond shaking your head. "I need to go take a shower. But I'll have some after." you walk to your room and into the bathroom connected to it.

After you take a shower you wrap yourself in a towel and pick out an outfit from your dresser.

The outfit:

(You can choose a different one if you don't like it this is just a suggestion btw)

You walk into the dining room again where your sister is sitting at the table reading the newspaper. She looks up at you and a mischievous grin spreads across her face.You raise one eyebrow at this.

"What?" you ask as you slide onto the bench against the wall at the dining room table. She turns around the paper and doesn't give you time to read it before talking excitedly, "The prince is choosing his wife today Y/n!" she blurts out wiggling her eyebrows in your direction, "you need to get over it already, it was just a childhood crush. Nothing more, and anyway I don't have an ounce of attraction to him now. I mean with all the horrible things he's done, he doesn't even interact with his people! If I were a princess I would actually connect to my people..." you mutter that last part.

"I know, I know," she says as she waves her hand dismissively, "but you have a chance to be princess technically, I mean with the whole having to choose his wife today thing." she stabs a piece of pancake with her fork and shovels it into her mouth. "He has been very picky about his spouse, he even rejected Luna of the water tribe. LUNA! She's gorgeous." she shovels another piece of pancake into her mouth and you grimace.

Mom slides a plate to you full of steaming hot pancakes and you give her an appreciative smile. "Yeah. You wonder why he has? Cause he's stuck up. I mean he's been waited on by servants his entire life, he's probably a whiny man baby that can't do anything for himself." you stab a piece of pancake with your fork and shove it into your mouth.

"He would be a dreamy man baby either way," she plops her head into her hands "I mean have you SEEN him after he got rid of that god-awful ponytail?"

You shake your head disapprovingly, "First of all don't call him dreamy you should stick to liking boys your age, and second of all I have but it doesn't make it any less of a horrible person and worse ruler." you take a sip of my water. "Personality is a huge part of the attraction as well as looks."

She sighs and rolls her eyes at your statement. "What if he's not a horrible person? How do you even know he is anyway? It's not like you've actually met him before."

"He hasn't exactly proven himself to be a good person, he's made horrible decisions for the safety of his people just for more power."

Obviously.

"What if that was his dad or someone else? You don't know if it was him," she says furrowing her eyebrows.

"Y'know what fine, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt. But the moment he does something that would prove my point I'm going right back to hating him." you finish the rest of your pancakes and bring my plate over to the dishwasher placing it in with the other plates. Aurora follows shortly after you, putting her plate in the sink, "I wonder who he's going to choose though." She leans against the counter and faces you. "Just think it could be anyone in this town, at least the girls his age. It could be you!" She throws her arms up in the air dramatically while saying this.

"I'd rather not it be me," you say my voice laced with repulse. "I mean to be quite frank marrying a man I just met is nauseating. The lifestyle wouldn't be half bad though, the dresses, the money, the palace, seems pretty great."

She scoffs at your statement, "Who cares if you don't know anything about him? You probably wouldn't even have to interact with him half the time. He would be bust with all his lordly duties or whatever. You would basically just be a trophy wife, something to boost his image."

"I'd rather not be treated like an object, knowing there's so much wrong with the nation and not being able to do a single thing about it would quite literally put me in a mental institution." you turn away from her, heading back over to the table and sitting down again. "How soon do you want to go into the town?" you ask.

"In like 5 minutes," she lowers herself onto the chair next to you while saying this. "Are you going to drive us or do we have to walk?" She asks, obviously hoping it's the former.

You try to resist a smile fighting itself onto your face at her obvious favor to driving, "Don't worry I'll drive us there." you say slightly shaking your head.

"Great!" She responds shooting up from her chair and making her way to where we keep our shoes. You make your way over there as well, grabbing a pair of navy Converse and cramming your feet into them (Converse are actual hell to put on). You quickly put your hair up with a claw clip and tie your shoes just as Aurora finishes putting hers on.

You walk out the door and you close it behind you, walking to the car where Aurora is already sitting in the passenger seat. "Ready?" you ask as you get into the driver's seat. You buckle your seatbelt and turn to her as she nods. "Ok," you respond and press your foot to the gas pedal.

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