Author's Note
So this will be my first modern, as in no bending or Avatar connections fic. This is real life. Things people can experience on regular basis. So unless you have flying sky bisons in your country, there won't be any of that in this story. Only the characters will be from the show, along with references based from the show.
The story takes place in New York City and will be in Asami's Pov. Which is also new, because if you know my previous stories. I have multiply povs.
Enough of my talking, here is a preview.
Asami
I stare at the logo I just made on Photoshop. My fabulous boss Mako, asked me to recreate Fire Ferrets' logo for the tenth time today. I understand the importance of our image, but we have to stay consistent. We can't keep changing our logo every month!
How will people recognize our brand? Mako thinks it adds surprise, but it really adds confusion.
Our company Fire Ferrets is an online delivery service. I'm one of the best web designers at this company. So without my site maintenance, our whole company would be a flop.
I hope I don't sound like I'm complaining. It's not like I wanted this job or anything…..
You're right, I didn't want it! I was given this job!
Originally, I was the company's graphic designer. Making the company's logos or whatever they needed. Now my boss has me not just doing graphics, but web work as well. I don't have the worst job though.
Bolin, the Boss's brother is in charge of the merchandise sales, web traffic and customer service. Now, that guy has it bad.
The key to any company is marketing. Getting your name out there, letting people know who you're, forming a fan base and doing everything in your power to keep them. Mako doesn't see it that way! All he cares about is the money. Which our company gets a lot of, due to the fact we're based in one of the busiest city in the United States. A lot of people don't have time to drive and get things they need. So people rely on our services.
Yet, money isn't everything. Take that from a girl who quit working for her Father's Fortune 500 car company Future Industries.
I know what you're thinking. Why stop working at a place that paid you more and a place where you were technically your own boss?
The reason why was is, I wanted to do something I love, which is graphic design. There is something about making someone's idea come to life and seeing their reaction, that I enjoy.
That's what I thought I was doing, up until everything changed when my crazy boss attacked me with unrelated work.A part of me thinks Mako just hired me because of my last name.
He complains a lot about why things aren't going so well and when I give him advice he shuts them down. I know it's not my place to tell him how to run his own company but this company has the right tools to be nationwide, if Mako really wanted it to be.
Also I helped run Future Industries at one point in time. I know how to run a business. Our marketing strategy isn't the only thing, we need improvement on. It's our customer service as well. Bolin can't do it all alone, we need a team to handle all of that.
Since we all are so busy with our original tasks, Mako orders everyone to ignore bad reviews on our site. The site which I manage!
That's not how a company should work! It shouldn't be my job to delete reviews on our site! It's telling our customers that we don't care about them. Without them this company wouldn't be running!
But if I say something, I'm going to look like an asshole. Who thinks just because she ran Future Industries she knows everything. So I keep my mouth shut and do my job the best way possible.
As I finish cleaning up my sketch, someone throws something into my cubicle. I pick up the balled up paper and unwrap it.
I smile to myself pulling out the little Debbie oatmeal creme pie, with a sticky note attached to it.
Bolin's signature move.
I get up and make my way over to his cubicle.
"Nice Pineapple." I say, throwing the sticky note his way.
"Ugh, it was a sketch of you. Sorry we all can't be artists here."
I take a seat on the floor, in case my boss comes and see that I'm not working.
"So how's it going? " I ask, making Bolin groan.
"Read this review and tell me." I take the MacBook out of his hand and read it.
*Anonymous*
"Hello, I'm deeply upset. My son had a birthday party yesterday and we were expecting a fruit cake to appear at our home. Due to my son's health reasons, processed food is not a go to. So I was told by a friend to check out your site. I found this amazing fruit company, who makes fruit imitations of cake.
I contacted the company and they told me they could do it! The day before the party, I didn't receive the cake. So I called the company and they told me they sent the cake over to you to delivery it two days ago. Guess what, I never got the cake and my son couldn't have a birthday cake.
I understand mistakes happen but I tried calling you all and I kept being sent to your voicemail. This is unacceptable. I would like an explanation.
I look up at Bolin in shock and he nods.
"Has Mako seen this?" I ask, handing him back his laptop.
"Of course he has, he told me to delete it."
"So you aren't going to reply?" my workmate shakes his head.
"The boss told me not to. I feel bad, I really do, but I have orders."
I get up from the floor.
"This is so messed up. The poor kid couldn't have his crazy cake for his birthday and it's all our fault."
"Yeah it sucks, but don't beat yourself up about it. It's out of our control now. We will have to do better next time."
But that's how it is all the time. We can't keep making mistakes and not fixing them. It's not just unethical, it's unfair.
As I'm looking up the fruit company on my phone. I hear someone clear their throat.
"Ms. Sato, shouldn't you be at your own work station?" My boss asks, standing in his new purple suit.
"Yes, I was just talking with Bolin about the review I just saw." I reply.
My boss looks at his brother to see if my explanation was true.
"Yes, Mako that's exactly why she was here. I told her I was taking care of it." Bolin replies.
"Well, now that you know your answer. Are you ready to head back to your station?"
I hate him so much, he thinks he's better than everyone!
"Yes Sir. I also have the new logo ready to put on the site. I just need your approval."
"Very well, place the sketch on to my desk." He says walking away.
"It's a digital copy, but I guess I can print it out." I call out.
I feel terrible about the kid's birthday party. I been going through the sales' calendar trying to find the woman's order, so I can do something about it. I know I shouldn't be in the sales' department history, but someone has to make this right. I find the digital receipt and print it out. I also write down the woman's address.
I see Mako coming back from his lunch break and I close google chrome and go on to Dreamweaver. As soon as he gets back into his office. I shut my laptop and get ready for my lunch break.
I have an hour to talk with the bakery and see what I can do. I walk through the office waving at my workmates before exiting the room.
I get onto the elevator and just when it's about to close. I hear someone call out wait.
I stop the door and a woman wearing a long olive green cardigan,a white halter top, and ripped boyfriend jeans exposing some type of tribal tattoo on her waist, gets on.
"Thank you, so much." She says catching her breath.
I can barely utter a word because her eyes. Damn her eyes are beautiful and she so muscular. Come on Asami pull yourself together.
I hug my arm, looking down my oversize ivory colored sweater to my boots. Today is Thursday and I don't really dress to impress on this day. It's sort of like my lazy day, because on Friday you dress a bit more casual. My hair is in a messy bun and out of all days, I had to run out of my contacts and be forced to wear my big frame glasses.
"I love your outfit." The gorgeous girl states.
"Aww, thank you, it gets cold in my office. My boss never seems to want to turn on the heat."
She giggles.
"I figured, I was asking myself. Why would such a pretty girl be cold? When it's 70 degrees out in the fall."
Wait did she just call me pretty? Has she looked in the mirror lately?
I extend my hand out.
"My name is Asami Sato." She shakes it and man does she have a grip.
"Are you serious? The famous Asami Sato, who took over her Father's company? Of course, I know who you're. I mean who wouldn't."
Her response causes me to blush.
"Well I don't run it anymore. I do have stock in the company and I'm welcome anytime I want, but that's just because I'm Hiroshi's daughter." I tease.
"You're still my idol, regardless. Gosh I can't believe I'm in this elevator with…. such a legend. Sorry if I'm fangirling, but you're awesome!"
This girl is beautiful, shy, and giving me compliments. Can this moment be anymore great! The elevator door opens and she gets off.
"Nice talking to you." she says, getting off.
I wave.
"You too."
The door closes and I lean my head up against the wall. Wow what a great girl, I wished I got her number. Shit! I didn't even get her name.
I press the open door button frantically and as soon as I get off, I search the floor. I see her walk outside and I run after her.
Well, it's not a run it's more like you're trying to beat the rush in the hallway of your school, even though the bell just rung and you're already ahead. Ugh, what am I talking about? There are more important things at hand. Which is get the woman's name.
I push open the door of the building but nothing happens.
"Ma'am its pull." I look at the lobby man and smile.
"I knew that."
I pull open the door, and my heart drops from seeing the thousands of New Yorkers walking on the pavement. How am I supposed to find the girl of my dream now?
You only get one chance in this world, to find a girl like that. I'm not going to let her get away.
Well maybe I'm being a bit over dramatic. I hardly know the woman, but at least I will be satisfied and have a happy death from at least knowing her name. I don't know what came over me. I'm not the type of person who gets all fluttered and speechless when they see a girl they like. I'm quite level minded and able to keep my cool, but this woman had me questioning my flirt game and that's has to mean something.
I look around frantic, as if I have the eyes of Robocop himself. I look to the right and catch her pony tail. This is why I love my height! I push pass the people and to try and get to her.
"Hey?" I call out, but she doesn't turn around and instead crosses the street.
Car are still flying by and I need to get to her before she gets away. The crosswalk sign comes on and I speed pass. The woman gets to another interception and before I can see which direction she takes a tourist bus blocks my view.
Ugh, times like these, I wished I lived in a more rural area. I wouldn't have to worry about car blocking my views. I get to the area where I last saw her and take a chance, on going straight.
The street light turns yellow and I see cars slowing down so I make a break for it. Everything is going fine, until a taxi catches my hip and I roll on to the ground.
I look up at the sky and pat my body to make sure I'm alive. Way to go Asami! You almost killed yourself for a girl.
"YO, what's ya problem?" The taxi driver says in a heavy accent.
I turn my head and see my glasses cracked, which symbolizes my heart because I lost the woman of my dreams.
A crowd of people form around me, with their phones pointing downward.
"Asami are you okay? You could have been killed!" The same woman from the elevator pushes pass the people and makes her way over to me.
she helps me up as the Taxi Driver cusses me out.
"You crazy girl. Pay for my headlight!" he yells.
"I think you being sued would cost more than that taillight." The woman defends as we walk off.
She's even a bad-ass too! If my adrenaline level wasn't so high, I would have some words for the driver as well. Even though, it was my fault completely.
She sets me down onto a bench and touches my face looking me in the eye.
"Are you okay?"
I nod.
"Yes, just a bit shaken up but I should be fine."
She brushes my now flowing hair off my face.
"You lost your glasses." She says, concerned.
"I wear contacts, so me being hit, was probably karma. 'No contacts? That's fine. As your punishment you will be in contact with a vehicle."
We both laugh.
"You're something else Asami. Tell me why, such a brilliant woman like your self would step in front of a moving car like that?"
Okay Asami, now is your chance to not be a dork.
"I didn't get your name." I reply, serious.
"What?" the woman ask with a smile, which is to die for by the way.
"I had to get your name. That's why I tried to cross the street."
"Wait, you're telling me, you almost died just so you could get my name?"
I cover my face.
"Yes, it's silly but I really wanted to know." she moves my hand away from my face.
"Why is my name so important to you?" she asks curious.
How does one say, I want to marry you, without sounding like a creep? I throw my hands in the air.
"We're in the Big Apple. There aren't many nice people in this city and when you do meet them, It's rare. I just really wanted to get your name."
She dips her head trying to hide her blush. Which is a good sign on my part, it means I'm doing something right.
"My name is Korra. Nice to meet you again, Asami."
She extends her hand out and I grab it, as we shake I notice a ring on her finger and my heart drops.I should have known.
Of course a perfect girl like herself would be taken. Well at least I made her blush, so that's a win.
"So how long have you been married?" I ask. Which to my surprise makes her laugh.
"What's so funny?" I ask.
"You're. I'm not married."
"And I'm not crazy! I know a wedding ring when I see one."
Korra, drops our hand and I crave it even more.
"It's a purity ring." She replies.
"Ohhhh is it recent?" I ask.
"You're hilarious, Asami."
I start laughing out of nervousness.
"Sorry, it was a dumb question. I think it's cool you're waiting till marriage. I wished I did that, then again I don't know how I could live without having sex."
I cover my mouth from saying too much.
Damn! I don't even have a filter, when I'm around this woman. What is wrong with me?
"I'm sorry, that was so…" she touches my shoulder and I Instantly shut up.
"I don't judge, relax. It's not like I think you're going to burn in Hell, just because you had sex. It's a personal choice, just like being a virgin is for me."
She's open minded too! I'm two seconds away from opening Google Maps and looking up the nearest chapel.
"I feel bad about you getting hit by that taxi. Can I offer you a coffee? There is a Starbucks a few blocks from here."
I look around, making sure I'm still on Earth and not in heaven, I was hit by a car. I spot the time on one of the billboards and my lunch break is almost up. I need to get back to work!
As much as I would like to risk my job and enjoy coffee with Korra. I know Fire Ferrets is counting on me.
"I'm so sorry, my lunch break is almost up, I wished I could." I explain.
She nods, understanding my dilemma.
"It's alright, next time. Are you free tomorrow? I can pick you up from your office."
"That sounds good, see you tomorrow Korra." I reply with excitement.
Before I can get up she pulls me into a hug. She even smells wonderful!
We pull apart and we both laugh nervously.
"It's going to be 73 degrees tomorrow.. Please no sweaters, even though you totally werk it." She says with a snap, making me laugh.
"I will dress for the weather and avoid taxis"
"Oh wait, let me give you my number. Before you get hit by a bus this time." she tease.
"Yeah, that would be a good idea."
we exchange phones and I notice she has a picture of herself holding a Siberian Husky, as her lock screen.
"Awww she's cute." I say, returning her phone.
"Yes, Naga is a cutie."
"Oh? We're talking about your dog?" I tease.
"Smooth Asami, very smooth. See you tomorrow."
"You too."
We depart and I feel like a million bucks. As I make my way back to my job, It comes to me. How does she know where my office is?
There goes the first chapter. Please leave your thoughts.