They spent the rest of the class discussing who would have custody of Lin at what times.
Well. Not really discussing. Toph told him.
“The only times I cannot actually have flour baby—”
“Her name is Lin,” said Sokka. He smiled at her lazily, like he was enjoying interrupting her at every turn. Toph was tempted to grab his ear and yank his head up off the desk, but she would get in trouble for that, not him.
“Fine. Lin. The only time I cannot actually have ‘Lin’ in my lap, like we are supposed to, is during my music lessons on Monday night and during my Tai Chi lessons on Friday. I will bring
There are two phrases every student dreads: group project and your partners will be assigned.
Toph ground her teeth, waiting for Miss Joo Dee to reach her name. When she did, she wanted to claw her face off. The class slacker. Because what else kind of luck would she have?
Joo Dee finished reading, and Toph glanced over her shoulder. Sokka hadn’t lifted his head from his desk; he looked like he might be asleep, like always. Scowling, Toph picked up her bag and moved to the back row. She accepted the assignment sheet from the girl in front of her and poked Sokka with her pen.
He stirred, then jerked upright. “Shit,” he mut
“I think you should hang out in Korra’s room today,” Bolin declared, putting his hands on his hips.
Mako glanced at him, rolled his eyes, and looked out the window.
“No, I’m serious! I think today’s the day.” He nodded in firm agreement with himself, which only made Mako sigh in disgust. “Come on, bro, what’s it to you? Her room has a window just like this one. Perfect for sitting and scowling and stuff.”
Mako shook his head, more fiercely than the comment deserved. “Bo, you’ve said that every morning since Korra—you know. ‘Today’s the day.’ And
Toph set her alarm for six in the morning, even though she never had to get up that early on a regular day. It didn't matter anyway; she woke up some time after five and lay in bed, her fingers clenching and unclenching in the coverlet. She couldn't wake too early, or her parents would get suspicious.
Not that she had to worry as much what her parents thought. She wasn't sure how much of their change of heart was sincere and how much of it was fear of what the neighbors would think if she ran away again, but still. She had space to breathe these days, and that was all that mattered.
And today... today was the best day.
As soon as her alarm
Toph tried to argue that it was too late to go talk to her parents after they got done eating, but Sokka just gave her this lookyou know that's bullshit, I know that's bullshit, let's just pretend it never happened.
She wasn't used to being called on her bullshit.
"Well, all right," she said, putting her hands in her pockets. "But I'm leaving my shit at your place. Trust me. This ain't gonna end well."
"That's what I'm here for," said Sokka, putting his hands behind his head like they weren't talking about the most dramatic thing in Toph's life ever.
Toph's stomach twistednot with guilt this time, with something that made her
Korra flexed her hands. She expected to feel some hangover from the strong emotions that had flooded her, but everything was quiet in her mind now. She was focused and ready. "This wasn't as bad as I was expecting," she said, tucking her hands behind her back. "Usually I try and try with this stuff and it never works."
"Well, you are in the spirit world," said Avatar Kyoshi, crossing her legs at the ankle. "That's kind of the point. And you said yourself that you've never felt this way before. Things become so much easier when you have no other choice."
Korra nodded, although she was only half-listening. She was already thinking of what she
Sokka did his best to act normal during dessert. Katara was already giving him the "We've got to have a serious talk" look. If he acted weird, that would only get worse. And he had to sort out his feelings before he could explain them to anybody else. Katara wouldn't get it, but if he didn't have a good, long think before he did anything, he'd screw up.
It'd been a long time since he was that scowly, dangerous kid trying to hold his family together, but that kid was always there in the back of his head. Reminding him that every life looks pretty solid until something bad happens. That it only takes one bad thing to knock over the blocks and
The White Lotus complex was not all that big, but that didn't mean keeping track of Bolin was easy. When Mako didn't feel like being alone, he felt like being with his brother, but his brother kept disappearing.
The kitchen was usually a good bet, though, and Bolin was there today, sawing at the largest piece of meat Mako had ever seen. "You know, Bo, sometimes I think you should be more careful about what you eat," said Mako, eying it with trepidation.
Bolin stuck out his tongue. "It's not for me, it's for Naga. She's not eating. All she does is sit in Korra's room and whine. I'm worried she'll waste away to nothing!"
"Bo, she weighs, lik
Toph woke because a vacuum was rumbling outside her door. She'd never heard that sound at her own househer mother would throw a fit if one of the servants was cleaning where they could see or hear. So she knew she wasn't at home right away, and yet she did not know where she was if not there. That was the whole world, wasn't it? Hadn't it always been?
"Turn that thing off!" someone shouted.
"Sorry, Dad!"
Sokka. That was right. There were other people in the world. She had other friends. She had a place to go when she was scared. The thought was almost as world-shaking as leaving her parents' house in the first place. She put her glas
Toph followed her father and mother back into the sitting room. Her eyes had begun to itchfrom the makeupand she was suddenly very aware of her bare arms and legs, of the flat expanse of her chest that slowly ripened into her breasts. She had been so proud of herself the first time she wore these clothes she thought she would burst. And now she would gladly burn them and never see anyone else again if she could just avoid this conversation.
What kind of a coward was she?
The thought was absurd. She had nowhere else to go now. No one else to impress. She already knew what was going to happen, and she was just trying to make