A Real Pro: Prologue
Authors Note: Alright, before we dive into this fic, I just wanted to make a few things known. The characters will not be exact to the characterization of Legend of Korra, nor will their development. The plot will loosely follow the overall plot of the story, but also won't be exact. Also, this is my first fic, so please be patient with me. ^^; Lastly, it will move fast in the beginning, because I don't want it to be about her falling in love in it's entirety, so please do not complain.
The rating is for the chapters to come and profanity.
disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Korra or any of the characters unless otherwise mentioned.
Korra was frustrated. Korra was very frustrated, and as she practiced her air bending stances, it was quite obvious, as all of her muscles visibly twitched in tension; not to mention the fact that her emotions read on her face like the open book she was. Tenzin, being the wise man he was, sensed her discomfort from a mile away, even though it quite apparent upon witnessing the tight-jawed, teeth barred expression on her face.
"Korra, is something bothering you? One cannot hope to 'have one's head in the game,' as you say it, if one's head is simply not in the game." Tenzin said, trying to throw 'contemporary' lingo into his dialect. This earned a bemused cocking of Korra's eyebrow at his attempt to be hip. None the less, Korra turned the other cheek to Tenzin and simply stormed off, cracks in the earth forming where she stomped. If anything, the old fart would agree with Mako.
Masami my ass. Mako only likes her because when she hit him with the goddamn bike his balls dropped. Who would have guessed he'd hit puberty after sudden impact and a probable concussion? Korra fumed as she tried her hardest to meditate. For the past hour, she had been trying to convince herself that she was frustrated with herself for not bending well and having an off day, unwilling to admit the fact that her jealousy was slowly burning to the end of her short-lived fuse. Her face twitched slightly as she remembered the Eskimo kiss they had shared. Blegh. Those two should have their lips frozen before they cause even more nausea from their 'love.' She thought as her brows knotted together in an angry fit. Little did she know that her every expression was being watched.
Jumping, Korra's heart began to beat at an accelerated pace as she felt a tap on her shoulder, breaking her 'concentration.' Jerking her body into an upright position to defend herself, she yelled at the top of her lungs.
"You can't hide from me, Amon!"
"I don't think he could hide behind me Korra…"
Opening just one of her tightly shut eyes, Korra looked in front of her only to behold Jinora standing before her, barely containing her giggles at the sight of Korra with both her fists up, eyes closed, wailing like cornered puppy.
"Uh-I mean you can't hide from me Jinora!"
"And you can't hide a thing from anyone, Korra!"
Jinora playfully mimicked the predicament that Korra was in, sticking both of her fists up and rearing back, shutting both eyes and making a pseudo-fierce face. Dropping her stance, Korra pouted as she acknowledged her loss to the young girl, mumbling stubbornly as she dragged herself to sit in front of Jinora, whom had sat down and was patting the spot in front of her like a curious older sister.
"Is that handsome fire boy bothering you again?" Jinora inquired, almost a little patronizingly.
"Well, I would say more so that I bothered him. But that's more than you need to know, little bit. But man, today just has not been my day. First the situation with Mako and then that stupid pretty boy trying to instigate me. Stupid pretty boy. Stinking Wolfbat shit." Korra said, more to herself than to Jinora.
"Pretty boy? Who is this pretty boy? Is it a new boy? Tell me! Tell me!"
"He's just some mangy Wolfbat water bender who fights dirty and can't keep his stupid mouth shut. I bet he's more bite than bark, because he doesn't look as strong, or as handsome as he thinks he is." Korra said, crossing her arms and sticking up her chin in a haughty manner.
"Oh really? I think you like him. Like like him" The little girl said, leaning forward and teasing the older girl.
"LIKE him? Jinora, I think you have been reading too many of your romance novels. Rivals don't like each other, and I don't like Wolfbat crap. Have you seen his hair? It looks like a Wolfbat pooed on his head!" Korra said, throwing up her arms in a fit of denial, continuing to do so even as Jinora left the room. "Water bender? How about a hair bender!" Korra shouted as she threw a hissy fit.
Oh yeah, she definitely like likes him. Just like in my book! She has to turn out like that. They can live in caves and eat each other's skin just like the couple did! Jinora thought excitedly as she left her room. And if she had anything to do with it, every one of her novels would be fulfilled. It was her life goal, and Korra would be the easiest person to make a niave, stubborn heroine.