~A-Sato~
I offered for us to come back later, but she insisted she'll be out in no time.
Here we are, almost 20 minutes in, and she's still a no show. I'm not complaining, though. I'm thrilled to have her help me out with the children today. I usually read to Pema's kindergarten class, and they're little sweethearts. Knowing Korra's personality, I know the kids will love her. She is one giant kid after all.
"Miss. Sato, Here comes your friend."
I look out the window and here comes Korra jogging towards our car, wearing a white graphic t shirt, red snapback, and black shorts.
"Sorry for being late."She says, hopping in and tosses her duffel bag into the backseat.
Today so far has been great. Korra and I spent the morning , learning about each other. I never knew she hated marshmallows. Who hates marshmallows?
I also told her, I could play several instruments, but of course she only heard the electric guitar part. So this morning was very interesting.
"So are the kids, good?" she asks, grabbing my hand.
"Of course. They're like mini angels. You'll do fine, I bet you're great with children."
She gives me a weak smile.
"We'll see."
~K-Glacier~
We get to the elementary school and it looks like a jail house.
Where are the basketball hoops and playgrounds?
"Thank You, Max. I'll text you when we're ready."
Asami, gets out the car first and I feel so under dressed. If it wasn't for my t shirt, I would stick out like a sore thumb. I know my girlfriend is more stylish than me, but must she be better looking too?
I watch as she walks up the stairs in her floral print midi satin skirt and I have to clench my heart at how great she looks.
She looks like a teacher, and I look like some kid who vapes and shuffles at every club event.
"Korra."
"Yes?" I ask, confused by her random stop on the stairs.
"You can't do that when we get inside?"
"Do what?" I ask, trying to sound innocent, once I realize what she meant.
There is no way she caught me checking her out.
"We have to be professional"
"They can't even read. How are they going to pay attention us?"
"They can read!"
"Then why are we reading to them?"
"Because..well..…Actually that's a good question."
If I wasn't so occupied with Asami's Mt. Everest , I don't think I would have made it up the stair's version of it.
I hold the door open for Miss. Professional, and once I'm the inside I'm bombarded with different types of classical music.
This isn't a regular elementary school, it's some preppy private school.
Asami and I approach the front desk, and this elderly woman flashes her a smile.
"Welcome, Miss Sato. Pema is waiting for you."
"Thank You. I just want to sign in my friend, first."
I wave at the woman, and instead of receiving a greeting that matches my excitement, she gives me head nod.
As my darling fills out the necessary paper work, the woman points to my head.
"No hats inside the building."
"Okay."
I quickly turn my hat around, so the flap is facing backwards.
"Ma'am, you can't just turn your cap around, you must take it off."
Ugh, she's one of those uptight old ladies.
After Asami hands the Grinch back the form, she gives me a pleading look, causing me to give in, and take off my hat completely.
"Here is your guest sticker."
Asami takes the sticker and puts it on my chest, with force.
"What happened to being professional?" I tease, completely ignoring the front desk woman.
"We aren't in the class yet." she says, between gritty teeth.
Once we're in a far enough distance, away from the front desk. Asami glares at me.
"What?"
"You told me you would behave."
"We aren't in the class yet." I defend.
~A-Sato~
Maybe it's the boss mindset I'm in, that's allowing me to overreact on Korra's ways. If it was any other day, I would find her behavior humorous. The turning the hat around trick, was pretty funny. But I just want her to get a learning experience out of this. Which is, you can have fun and help others at the same time.
The children are clearly not ready for Korra's antics, and that's exactly why I brought her.
The students are too tense, they're in kindergarten, not boarding school. They should be drawing on walls, and yelling like normal kids do. Not reciting Shakespeare, or learning Lain.
Okay. Maybe I'm exaggerating with the Latin part, but you get my idea.
We get to the classroom and I knock onto the I wait for Pema to answer, I see Korra tapping her foot rapidly.
"Are you nervous?" I ask, squeezing her hand.
"Pssh, no way. The kids love me, I'll be fine."
The door swings open, witha smiling Pema.
"Ah, Asami and…Coral?"
"It's Korra, but you were close." She replies, shaking the teacher's hand.
Wow, she really does know how to be professional.
"Nice to meet you, I'm glad you came along. The children are waiting for you." Pema teases, as she motions for us to enter.
"That's what my grandmother used to say. 'Korra, you need to have babies. They're waiting to be born!" she says, in a scratchy voice.
Maybe, I spoke too soon.
Pema awkwardly laughs, while I give my crazy girlfriend a 'What the fuck?' look.
"What did I say wrong?" she asks, clueless.
Once we're inside, Meelo get up from his desk and rushes into my arms.
"Miss Sato, You're here." He says, as I pick him up.
"You know it, Buddy."
"You brought a friend too." He replies.
With him still in my arms, he offers his hand to Korra , and she looks down at it in disgust.
"I'm Meelo." he says, with his missing front teeth.
"Nice to meet you." she finally says, shaking his hand.
I put the awesome kid down, and wait for Pema's instructions.
"I thought it would be best to break the class into two groups. Asami, I would like you to help these students with their study guide. Korra you can take the children outside to read."
"I thought I was reading to them?" I ask confused, due to the sudden change.
"Well, when you told me you were bringing a friend. I thought it would be better if she reads to the children, and you taught."
"Why do I have to read outside?" Korra asks.
"Reading outside helps stimulate brain development."
I have to nudge the wavy haired girl a little, to stop her from starring at Pema in disbelief.
"Don't you think it's unfair that some of the students get to hear a story, and the others have to do book work?"
Korra's questions doesn't just take Pema off guard, but me as well.
She did not just come after the teacher's lesson plan.
"I'm sorry if my statement was over the line. I don't doubt your teaching ability, your students look very well taught. However, could I make a suggestion?" she asks.
"Sure."
"How about we switch off with the students, to make sure everyone's on the same pace?"
Wow, she corrected herself, apologized, and offered a solution. Who's girl is this?
Pema nods.
"I guess we could do that."
The class burst into an applause and Pema instantly shushes them.
"If I hear anyone misbehave, study guides for everyone." Pema states.
Way to go Korra!
~K-Glacier~
We're sitting under this giant oak tree, and I can't believe they gave me eight kids, with no guidance! I try to make myself comfortable on this very small step stool, but my efforts are pointless.
"Today I will be reading, 'If You Give a Mouse a Cookie' by Laura Numeroff." I start.
I open the book and show the page to the children.
"We don't need to see the book's credential page." One girl with piggy tails says.
Oh we got a 'know it all' here.
Keeping my composure, I skip others pages, so I can jump to the interesting part, aka the beginning.
"If you give a mouse a cookie, he will ask for some milk."
"Why?" Meelo asks.
"Because cookies taste better with milk." I answer.
"Why?"
"Because milk has this chemical inside it, that helps compliment cookies."
"That's stupid, it does not." The same piggy tailed hair girl, says.
I desperately look towards the classroom in hopes of Asami seeing my sadness. But sadly, she's teaching the good batch of children.
"An overalls wearing mouse is all up in this boy's kitchen. And you're worried about why milk goes great with cookie? This book is stupid, not my explanation."
"You can't say stupid, you're a teacher." The girl, replies.
I get up and motion to my attire.
"Do I look like a teacher?"
The students nod in agreement, and I start to blush.
"Is it because of my shirt?" I ask flattered, making some of the kids laugh.
"What does D.A.R.E mean?" Meelo asks, referring to my t shirt.
"It means don't do drugs." I explain.
Another little boy raises his hand and I call on him.
"Are drugs bad?"
"Yes, don't use it or do it. No matter how great it goes with Sprite."
Damn, I can't say that to kids. Why did I sign up for this?
"They're good drugs too. My brother Meelo takes them to help him stay calm." The piggy tailed girl says, pointing to him.
So they're twins.
Seeing how uncomfortable her brother is getting, I quickly change the subject.
"Everyone fill out the blank 'if you give a mouse a cookie he will ask for_"
"Drugs." All the kids yell out.
"No. No. it says milk." I emphasize, pointing to the picture.
The children get up and start running around the playground, completely forgetting about the reading session.
"Children come back!"
"The story isn't done."
"Your brain needs to grow."
"Please…"
What am I doing? I didn't want to read anyway.
"I call dibs on the slide." I yell out, joining them.
~A-Sato~
Everyone seems to be doing well on their study guide. Korra is so lucky. She gets to read to the wonderful children, and I'm stuck here.
As I'm sitting in an empty desk, I see a student's hand shoot up and I gladly get up.
"Yes?" I ask, thrilled to be needed.
"Um, I'm done with pages 1-12."
"But you were supposed to complete just pages 1-6." I reply, impressed.
"They were too easy, so I continued. "
I scan through the little girl's packet and smile to myself.
Aww she's a mini Asami.
"You can rest until we switch."
"What's rest?" she asks, confused.
By her seeing the concern look on my face, she bursts into laughter.
"I'm just kidding. I know what resting is."
Nevermind, She's a mini Korra.
I return back to my desk and pull out my phone.
It's not like anyone would care. Pema stepped out minutes ago and has yet to return. I send Korra a pic of my students hard at work, and I quickly get a reply back.
Glacier- How about a selfie?
Sato- Why are you texting me? You should be reading?
Glacier- I let one of the kids take over.
Sato- That was very nice of you. I knew you would be great with children.
Glacier- Duhh, the 'K' in my name stands for Kids.
Sato- Send me a pic of the kid reading. I need to see proof.
Glaicer- TTYL
That was weird.
Confused by the sudden exit, I look up from my phone and notice the class huddled by the window.
"What's going on?" I ask, getting up to join them.
"It's Meelo, he's about to fly." One of the kids answer.
The moment I look out the window, my heart drops. There Meelo was, standing on top of the oak tree, with kids surrounding him.
What is going on?
~K-Glacier~
I don't know what happened. One minute I'm beating some kids at four square, and the next, I see a gathering of children around the oak tree.
At first, I thought they were just playing hide and seek, but once I heard crying. I noticed Meelo hugging the tree.
"What happened?" I ask, Ikki.
"I dared my brother to climb up the tree and he did. Now he won't come down." She says, with matching tears in her eyes, as her brother.
I look up at the tree, and damn it's high. How did he get up there?
"Help me, please. " he whines.
I can't let this kid fall. I should let the troublemaker Ikki do it. But that another liability, I can't afford.
"Hold on, I'm coming."
I hop onto the first branch and the moment I lift my body off the ground, I start to get nervous.
Even though I'm still close to the ground, my fear of heights is just now kicking in.
After collecting myself, I bring my attention back on saving the boy.
"Please get me down." He calls.
"I will, just stay put."
I was supposed to be reading, not climbing. I'm never trusting Asami again.
Okay. I clearly don't mean that. But I'm defiantly not dealing with kids again.
Once I reach the distraught boy, he latches on to me, burying his head into my shoulder.
Great! Now I have worry about, not dropping the both of us.
"KORRA!"
Recognizing the voice, I put on a fake smile.
"Heyyy, Asami. How's your kids? My group is clearly better than yours. We're literally on the top." I tease.
"Can you please come down?" She asks, trying to remain calm.
Easier for her to say, she's on the ground!
"Sure, but we do that. Could you get us a ladder?" I ask.
"Just climb down." Ikki yells.
"Shut Up!" I yell back.
I feel bad for telling a kindergartner to shut up, but it's her fault we're up here.
"I'm coming up, Korra."
"No! I have everything under control. Also…you're wearing a skirt."
"Okay? I don't care, I just want the both of you to come down."
The longer I'm up here, the greater the chances are she's come.
Three people on a tree, is not going to work for me.
"Hold on, tight." I tell the little guy, as I attempt to come down.
~A-Sato~
This was supposed to be a peaceful day, but now I'm praying that no one gets hurt. How did Meelo get up the tree anyway? They were supposed to be reading!
I really hope Pema doesn't come out here. If she does, my chances of seeing the kids ever again goes out the window. Not like that's my main concern or anything.
"WHAT'S GOING ON?"
I jinxed myself.
"Relax. Korra is bringing him down." I try to reassure.
"Get down now!" The distraught mother yells, ignoring me.
"Please don't yell, I can't multitask." Korra says, in a tone I never heard before.
The tree is pretty high, but she's almost down. Why does she keep stopping?
Is she afraid of height? Oh shit. She did tell me that this morning. My stress level just now increased.
"Come Down!" Pema yells.
"Don't yell at her, she's coming." I defend.
If she's afraid of height, yelling at her isn't going to help.
She starts making her way further down the tree, and once she's at a low enough position. I offer my hand to grab Meelo.
"Hey, Meelo? Can you come to me?" I ask.
The bald headed boy peeks his head up from Korra's neck, then wraps his arms around the girl tighter.
"No."
"Come on, Meelo. I got you."
"Noo, I'm afraid." He whines.
If Korra fell, she would most likely break an arm or a leg. But if he fell, he would be at a greater risk. So there is no doubt in my mind, that he's my concern and main objective.
I look at Korra, and she motions her head in the direction of his feet, and I instantly get the game plan.
"We're almost down buddy." Korra says, as she turns her body around, so Meelo's back can face me. I climb the lowest branch, and as she climbs lower I take the opportunity to grab him.
With him in my arms, I climb down.
Once we reach the ground, Pema tears him away from me.
"Don't you ever scare Mommy like that again." She says, kissing her son.
Now that he's out of the way, I look up at Korra.
"Can you do the same with me?" she teases, still holding onto the tree.
If she wasn't my girlfriend, I would leave her like this.
"You know? When I said you were so close to the ground, you could jump. I didn't expect you to really jump." I state, as I open the door to my home.
"Thank you for the clarifying, after the fact."
Sooo, Korra and I are officially banned from reading to the class. Which I find quite fair, giving the intensity of the situation. I'm going to miss the children, but my goal has always been to make their day worthwhile and we did. Those children will defiantly not forget today.
"I'm sorry I ruined your opportunity with the kids. I know how much you care about them."
I appreciate her apology, but it's not completely her fault. She didn't ask for any of this.
" I know. I'm not mad but… why weren't you watching them?"
My question causes the perfect role model to stop in her tracks.
"I just wanted them to have fun. It's not my fault the boy wanted to be a leaf! Honestly, I think the teacher was at fault. What school allows a complete stranger to watch children with no background in doing so?"
"Maybe the type of school that trusted me enough, to know I keep good company." I defend.
"Nah, me entering the school with a hat on, should've been a red flag ."
I ignore her comment and notice how filthy her shirt is, from falling.
"Give me your shirt, so I can wash it."
"It''s alright. I think I'm capable of doing my own laundry." she replies, taking off her shirt.
I'm just about to protest, when my phone starts ringing.
I see that it's my Father and motion for Korra to be quiet.
"I'm not even talking!"
"Hello?"
"Asami, how are you today?"
"It depends. Are you asking your daughter or the traitor?"
The shirtless girl I told to stay put, walks into the kitchen.
"Sami, I want to apology to you. I should have listened to you, yesterday. I just been so stressed. I'm not using that as an excuse, but it did add to my frustrations."
I understand where he's coming from, and honestly I should be the one apologizing. Still on the phone, I enter the kitchen and see Korra smelling the mud on her shirt.
Why is she like this?
"Asami, you're a wonderful daughter and I trust your judgement.." My Father says, as I put him on speaker to help the poor girl, who's clicking the wrong buttons.
"That's rinse! Let me wash it!"
"No! I have it!"
"I just want what's best for you.."
As we continue fighting for control, my father continues to speak.
"I remember when you were born. I thought to myself, this girl is going to make history one day…"
I finally snatch the dirty shirt away from her, and dump it into the machine.
" I really hope you don't hate me.."
"I hate you." Korra shouts, causing me to quickly cover her mouth.
"Asami?"
"I'm here, Father."
"Is someone there with you?" He asks.
"No, I'm watching tv and one of the characters did something I didn't like." I reply, bulging my eyes at the girl, I don't like.
"What show?" he ask, as I hop on top of the dryer to get away from my girlfriend's annoying ways.
"Say Phineas and Ferb." Korra, whispers.
How old am I? 10? That show doesn't even come on anymore. Not like I used to watch it or anything…
"The Leftovers." I answer.
"Ah, I see. Back to what I was saying. I really hope I didn't upset you the other day."
"It's alright. You know me, I don't hold grudges. I know you only want what's best for me."
"Same." Korra says, trying to slip her hands up my skirt, but I slap it away.
If she would just wait until I'm off the phone, I'll give her all the attention she needs!
"I understand." I reply.
"Do you?"
I can't handle her and him at the same time! I have to choose one.
"Asami, are you there?"
"Answer him! His voice is annoying." she whispers.
"You're the one being annoying! Can't you find something better to do?" I whisper back.
she backs away and frowns.
"Yes, I'm here. Please continue." I tell my father.
"Okay, good. So I have this new idea.."
I feel bad she's pouting, but The world doesn't revolve around her. I'm almost off the phone, she can wait.
~K-Glacier~
I wait patiently as she listens to her boring father talk.
She should be banned from hearing his voice, instead of associating with me.
"I want to run my idea by you first."
"Sounds good."
With her occupied with the conversation, I slip my hand up her skirt and watch as she tenses up by my touch.
Is what I'm doing the most appropriate thing to do right now? Of course not. But the funny thing is, I'm not the one on the receiving end. I would love to talk to Mr. Sato myself and tell him how I don't approve of him. But what's a better 'fuck you' than, fucking your daughter while you're talking to her.?
Karma is a beautiful thing.
"Now isn't the best time to tell me, Father."
"Why not? it's just a quickie."
Hearing him say that, makes me snort.
"Yeah, it's just a quickie." I tease, as my hand goes further up her leg.
"Once you hear my idea, you'll be begging to hear more."
"Is that so? Are you really going to be begging? I want to hear it. " I whisper into her ear, finally slipping my hand into the desired area.
From the look on her face, I know she's fighting her urge.
I admire her self control, but it's a bit frustration. I mean, who likes to doubt their ability to cause someone pleasure?
My inner thoughts start to take over.
What if everything you done before, is now predicable? Maybe she was faking it this whole time?
These sudden doubts start to make me paranoid. I quickly pull away form her and she looks relived.
"You love my ideas, Honey. "
With that comment, I slide her bottoms off , drop down onto my knee, and let my mouth do all the work.
"I bet you're just pulling my leg." And you guessed it, still not stopping my job, I pull her legs closer into me.
"Asami, are you there?"
She better answer him, because I clearly can't.
Luckily for him, judging by her body movements , it won't be long until he hears a response from her.
"Asami Bethany Sato?"
That's her middle name? Who knew?
"Okay, I get your point." She says, just low enough, that I know it's directed towards me.
Who said I was proving a point? Oh, I did.
With one final tongue stroke, it happens. Not the anticipated climax part, but her reply to her father.
The response itself causes me to bring my head up, in utter shock.
It was so audible, there is no doubt her father heard it.
The moan she let out, would put any adult movie star out of a career. Heck, even I'm turned on and she didn't even touch me.
After she catches her breath, she looks down at me impressed. I'm flattered that I was capable of making her feel such a type of way, but I'm more concerned about the person on the other end of the phone.
She opens her mouth to say something, but the sound of a phone call ending, bring her back to reality.
"Oh my God! Did he hear?" she asks, horrified.
Hell yeah he did! I bet the whole Four Nations heard it too.
"I doubt it." I reply.
More like, I doubt he didn't hear it.
I should probably say something to break the silence.
"Um, I really like your skirt and your middle name."
Author's Note
Korra is so sweet, complimenting her girl like that. #Goals.
Two chapters all in one week #Thoughtsareapperciated