Bride Wars. LOK Style

*Jumps out of nowhere and flips into the air*. Hey, guys Makorra123 with another brilliant idea! I've been very busy with cheer season these past month.

No that varsity cheer season is over, I can go back to my real (cyber) friends!

28 year old Korra walked out of her room, yawning. She smiled at the sight of her shirtless boyfriend cooking in her kitchen.

She walked barefoot to Mako. She wrapped her arms around him from behind. "Mmmm," she said as she kissed his neck. "Good morning, sexy."

Mako smiled and turned around to embrace her, "Good morning, Mrs. Mako McHale."

Korra smiled back and kissed him on the lips, "I like the way that sounds." And with that, she flashed that particular ring on the third finger on her left hand.

Korra took a seat and went through her mail and came across an envelope. She raised an eyebrow and opened it.

To Ms Korra Russo,

Tenzin R. DeRosa would like to invite you to the reunion of the Class of 2002. You'll get to mingle with old friends, eat, and have fun.

It would make Mr. DeRosa happy if you'll be arriving. His old age is getting to him.

It will be on 12/15/12 at the Grand Central Hotel at 5pm.

Thank you, school board committee.

Korra scoffed and laughed bitterly, "Hell yeah, like I'm going back there again."

"You're going, alright."

"Ahhhh!" Korra screamed and glared at Mako who was reading the letter from behind her.

"I don't want to go."

"Why?"

"High school ,for me, was hell."

Mako chuckled and kissed the crown of her head, "Now, how can high school be hell for a successful, rich, beautiful, sexy, CEO?"

Korra covered her ears, "I can't hear you."

Mako smirked, "Korra, we can talk about this."

"La, la, la, la, la. Did you say something, Mako?"

Mako tugged on Korra's wrist and pulled her back to him. "Come on, babe. High school couldn't be that bad."

Korra shook her head and removed her hands form her ears, "Oh, it was that bad. I used to have braces, a perm, acne, and I was in the band. People called me a man because of how weirdly strong I was."

Mako's face softened and he hugged his fiancé. "Korra, I love you. And besides I'll go with you. You're one of the most successful people in New York, you've been in the New York Times about eight times, and you've changed since then."

Korra snuggled into Mako's chest and sighed. "I know, but those people were terrible. There was this girl Asami Sato, she was rich, popular, pretty, but she chose to be my friend. People would stare at me in the hallway and whisper. And I haven't talked to her since. Last time I heard, she took over her dad's company."

Mako stroked her hair, "But that was all ten years ago. Chances are half the football team could be hotdog venders outside of your penthouse."

Korra laughed, "So, you are a hundred percent sure that you're coming with me?"

Mako kissed the top of her nose and nodded.

"I'll make reservations at the hotel, call Tenzin, and pack our bags because we're going back to Manhattan, Mako!"

*Raises eyebrows and laughs evilly*

Should I continue? If I do chapters will be longer!