Hey, this is my first real attempt at fan-fiction. I've tried before, but I always ended up hating it and deleting it. Hopefully, this will go better. If you comment please try to keep it nice. I'm fine with criticism; however, I am not a fan of rudeness. Anyway it's time to get to it.


Asami had been to a different school each year since she had started school. It wasn't that she was a trouble maker or anything; each time her father, Hiroshi Sato, had finished a project for work they moved to a different city. Since her father owned Future Industries, they didn't technically have to, but he liked to take a hands-on approach to whatever major project they were working on at the time. At the moment, they were trying to find a way to double the efficiency of the trains in Republic City, and Asami couldn't be happier. She might have been popular due to her good looks, but she didn't allow anyone to get too close to her. She knew she'd end up moving sometime during the year, so there was no point in going through unnecessary heartbreak. However, this time the project was estimated to be finished in 3 years. As they always seemed to overestimate, Asami guessed she probably had at least 2 years in Republic City. It would be the longest she'd ever been anywhere, and she'd even get to finish out high school there. Plus, if she felt like it, she'd be old enough by then to continue to live there by herself.

They arrived at Crown Apartments late in the evening. The sun had set hours ago and the nightlife of Republic City was just beginning to awaken. Her new home was an impressively large penthouse suite that was not unlike the ones Asami had lived in previously. The apartment was a sandy beige in most of the rooms and had eastern-style décor. Upon entering, Hiroshi walked her through the apartment, giving her a mini tour of sorts. There was a small entranceway, and if you passed through there, you'd enter the living room. The hall to the left went on to the dinning room, and from there you could enter the kitchen. The other hall held the two bedrooms which were directly across from each other with the bathroom at the end of the hall. Their furniture and belongings were already in place, and Asami had to admit that that was one of her favorite perks of being well-off. Sure, she wouldn't have minded doing it herself, but it was nice to be able to go to her room and relax. They had been flying all day and she was exhausted.

She laid down and tried to imagine what her new school might be like hoping she'd fall asleep soon. Asami knew she probably wouldn't sleep very much that night, but she wanted to at least try. She tried to picture what the school might be like, then the teachers, next the students, and finally her classes. The raven-haired girl didn't have much information to go by, so none of them occupied her thoughts for long. She wasn't nervous though, just excited. She had tossed and turned for hours before finally deciding to take a break. A quick glance at her phone told her it was just a few minutes past one. She groaned and got up thinking that taking a few laps around the house might help to clear her mind and let her relax. At first Asami was surprised to notice her fathers light on, but then she thought, 'He's always at the office or the lab. I'm not sure if he's slept in an actual bed in years.'

Hiroshi used to at least make an effort to return home at night when her mother was alive, but after her death, it almost seemed like he tried to avoid it all together. Thinking of her rarely bothered Asami anymore. She had been very young at the time, so she didn't remember much. However, she always had a feeling that whatever her life was before the murder it was at least better than things had been going. Asami sighed softly and tried to remember if she even had any memories of her mother. She wasn't sure, and anything she thought of was more like an impression of a long forgotten memory than an actual memory. After the fifteenth lap, she went and laid back down again. This time her efforts were a bit more fruitful as she soon fell asleep.

When she awoke the next day, she went to her closet and grabbed out her new uniform. The dress code wasn't as strict as some of the other schools she'd been to, but she wasn't planning on testing it out on the first day. Her shirt was a simple white button-up blouse, and her tan and plaid skirt was barely above her knees. With it, she also wore white stockings and a pair of black flats. From what Asami had heard, they occasionally had free-days where the uniforms weren't mandatory, and she wondered when the next one might be. The uniforms were a lot better than the last school, which had floor-length skirts and excessively frilly blouses, but she still preferred her own clothes. After she had gotten dressed and finished doing her hair and make-up, she went to go eat breakfast, noting that her father had already left. When that was finished, she head out to the car. Upon arriving at school, she was greeted by a young woman.

"Good morning, Miss Sato. I'm Zhu Li your counselor, and if you follow me, I'll take you to the office."

Zhu Li was polite, but focused. From what Asami had seen, her personality didn't suit a school counselor very much, but she supposed that didn't really matter as long as she was good at her job. The office was separated into three parts, the counseling office, the attendance office, and the disiplenary office. They had to trek through the others to get to the counseling office, but Asami didn't mind as she got to look around a bit more. Once they were inside the office, Zhu Li grabbed a student handbook and a small form. She handed them to her, and said. "All students must read the handbook and then give it to a parent or guardian to read. Afterwards you both have to sign this statement that you understand the rules and agree to follow them. If your parent or guardian is not at home at a reasonable time to sign it, turn it in without their signature and write so in the comment section. We'll work it out from there."

"Okay, is that all?"

"Not yet," she said before turning to pick up the phone. She dialed the number quickly and told the person on the line to send 'her' up. Asami didn't know who they were talking about, but assumed it was probably whoever they wanted to show her around. It didn't take long before the door almost flew open.

"If this has to do with the clock-thing again, I already told yo-"

"That's not what this is about."

The short haired girl looked over towards me and then back at Zhu Li before speaking again, "So what exactly am I here for?"

"This is Asami Sato. You have a considerable amount of classes with her, so we want you to show her around."

"I get to show the new hot chick to her classes? That's awesome...Wait, fuck, I said that out loud."

"Korra."

"Whoops, sorry," the girl rectified, "HOLY BACKTRACKING BATMAN, I SAID THAT OUT LOUD!"

Asami was trying hard not to laugh, but the older woman simply sighed and gestured for the two to leave the office. The girl she now knew as Korra went first, and then Asami followed after.