[OPEN LOG] Aang and Kikyou
What: Aang gets some tutoring
Who: Aang & Kikyou
When: Friday night
Where: The school library
Rating: PG
Open/Closed To: Open to everyone!
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Aang didn't want to be here.
Shriiiiiiik.
It was a Friday night. The city came ALIVE on Friday nights. Granted, San Fransisco was always a lively place, but every other night of the week it was just a city. Come Friday night, the city's energy became palpable, like a woman reaching out her hand and begging him to dance.
Rika tak, rika tak.
So what was he doing in a stupid library? Clearly, Professor Pakku was either a sadist, out to ruin his life. So Aang had problems turning in his papers on time, big deal! That didn't mean he didn't understand the principles behind Buddhist thought.
Okay, there was also the test issue, but he had always sucked at multiple choice, and Professor Pakku was a big fan of the trick question. None of this meant he needed a stupid frickin' tutor.
"GAAAAAAAH." Aang yanked at his hair, briefly exposing the blue arrow on his forehead -- but he quickly covered it up again.
Why did he have to spend a perfectly good Friday night with a stupid tutor?
Who: Aang & Kikyou
When: Friday night
Where: The school library
Rating: PG
Open/Closed To: Open to everyone!
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Aang didn't want to be here.
Shriiiiiiik.
It was a Friday night. The city came ALIVE on Friday nights. Granted, San Fransisco was always a lively place, but every other night of the week it was just a city. Come Friday night, the city's energy became palpable, like a woman reaching out her hand and begging him to dance.
Rika tak, rika tak.
So what was he doing in a stupid library? Clearly, Professor Pakku was either a sadist, out to ruin his life. So Aang had problems turning in his papers on time, big deal! That didn't mean he didn't understand the principles behind Buddhist thought.
Okay, there was also the test issue, but he had always sucked at multiple choice, and Professor Pakku was a big fan of the trick question. None of this meant he needed a stupid frickin' tutor.
"GAAAAAAAH." Aang yanked at his hair, briefly exposing the blue arrow on his forehead -- but he quickly covered it up again.
Why did he have to spend a perfectly good Friday night with a stupid tutor?