Korra POV:
I walked into class, late as usual and sighed when the teacher stopped me from going to my desk. I turned around and looked at her with the fakest, most sarcastic grin I could muster and she glared at me with her brown, beady eyes.
Let me pause right there. Im Korra, Korra McLane. 17 years of age, and a junior at Republic High. I live in a small city located in phoenix Arizona. I live with my dad, Tonaraq, and my little husky Naga. My mother .. well my mother died when I was 4. She was in a car accident on her way home from work and then, boom. A car smashed right into her side. She was pronounced dead at the scene.
Sorry I had to go there, yeah I know. But you couldn't have a random person talking to you. So let me bore you with the rest of the epic details of my morning;
"Miss McLane, This is the third time this week that you have been late for my class. This is unacceptable" the haggered old winch said in her high pitched voice. I rolled my eyes and looked down at my outfit: Black ripped skinny jeans, white sleeveless shirt that said 'green day' in black, and a black pair of vans. I flipped my long ombre hair back, and looked back up at her.
"You my dear. Principal's office. Now" she stated. I groaned loudly and obnoxiously, but turned and walked out of the class. I can't believe she's being so un-cool. She has 2 daughters of her own. Doesn't she know how difficult it is to be a teenage girl?! It's not a real cup of tea to get up a hour JUST to do your hair. And so what if I was late for class, not like I missed anything that's import-
My thoughts were interrupted when a hard figure bumped into mine and caused me to fall backwards, but just as I was about to fall over and possibly die –okay not die, but you get my point-, I was lifted up and strong arms encircled around my waist.
"You okay there?" a thick raspy voice asked and I finally looked up and my eyes met with the most beautiful amber eyes I have ever seen in my life. A small smile played across my lips and I nodded. He grinned and let go of my waist. My body felt somewhat cold when he released me and I mentally cursed myself.
This isn't like me. I'm never this… touchy, especially not when it comes to guys. I mean yeah I've had boyfriends before and most of my friends are guys, but this boy just seems so different. He makes me feel… Nice and I don't know happier.
"Where you heading?" I asked him and he looked down at a piece of paper that had fallen out of his hand when we bumped into each other –I'm guessing-. He walked over to it and picked it up swiftly.
"I need to go to the principal's office, but I…uh… I can't quite find it" he said flustered and I giggled. Wait! I don't giggle! I'm, the bad one. He grinned sheepishly at me and I couldn't stop the butterflies in the pit of my stomach. His amber eyes were so electrifying.
"I'm on my way there. Follow me" I said and grabbed his arm while leading him to the principal's office. I guess he decided to spark up a conversation, because his next question made me laugh out loud.
"You got some award for perfect attendance or something?" he asked and I had to try and stop my eyes from watering as I laughed. He looked at me confused and I finally regained myself and smiled.
"I was sent to the office. For… non-perfect attendance" I said and he nodded still a tad confused, but I let him figure it out himself. We finally reached the office and I let him go to the sign in, while I walked to the office –my mind still on him-.
"Hey! Hey! Wait up!" I heard a familiar raspy voice yell out. Asami, my best friend, and I stopped and turned around to see the guy from earlier walking towards us. I happened to glance behind him and saw a green eyed boy trudging behind him.
"Gotta go girl, Iroh's waiting." Asami said to me and I nodded, as she walked to her boyfriends car.
"Hey, I wanted to formerly introduce myself. My names Mako." He smiled.
"Oh! Oh! And im Bolin." The green eyed boy said sticking out his hand. I raised my eye brows at his peppiness.
"Korra." I stated, shaking his hand firmly. Bolin's eyes widened as our hands met.
"She gotta strong grip." Bolin whispered loudly to Mako, and he rolled his eyes.
"Im sorry about my little brother.. Hes... He's quite, would you believe special?" He asked and I laughed.
"So your new here eh?" I asked.
"Yeah, my brother just moved here with my father. His job got moved here, and unfortunately, we had to move with it." He chuckled, shifting his binder in his hands.
"Listen, I really have to go... but here is my number.." I said taking out a pen and writing my number down on his hand.
"Text me later." I smiled and walked away. I heard him chuckle and mumble 'sure thing', behind me. I hopped on my black sports bike, and sped out of the parking lot.
'Some day.' I mumbled to myself.
A/N: Please don't get mad that I took down wild heart. I felt like I was copying something but I really wasn't and I didn't want you guys to think that either. So here it is, a brand new story. I wanted to start off on a clean slate. So here we are(: and can I get some reviews?! Just know they make me update quicker!