She sat in the conference room staring down at the papers in front of her, unable to concentrate on what was being said, all she could think about was that god damned tan girl. So much for this meeting being a distraction from her…damn her for having such amazing eyes…for being so cute when she's embarrassed…that cocky smile…and oh when she bites her lip…damn… Turns out that a bunch of old men talking about things she didn't really care about didn't really do the trick. They were just as boring as she remembered, a bunch of old men trying to persuade her thinking they knew better, but Asami knew what she was doing. She had been helping her Dad out around the dealership ever since she could remember, whether it was in his office or on the car he'd always be tinkering on in the garage. He mother would never like it when she'd come back in the house with grease all over her good clothes after an afternoon with her father. She smiled as the memories all came back to her, stealing her attention further from the presentation she was supposed to be watching.

"Miss Sato?" The old man giving the presentation asked.

Without skipping a beat, Asami broke from her thoughts and was right back in the meeting. "I agree although I'd like to see an increase in numbers for next quarter, perhaps we should rethink our marketing scheme."

"Very well, we'll present your father with new ideas next week," The same man from earlier replied before continuing his presentation. The minutes ticked by and Asami was finally able to escape the boringness. Thank god that's over, hopefully seeing the girls tonight will be a better distraction.

She stood in front of her dresser for what seemed like forever, scanning over the mess of clothes shoved in it looking for something suitable to wear tonight. It had to be a club…Korra was more of a pub or bar kind of girl, but she figured she'd take one for the team tonight and just grit and bare it. The boys and Opal were going to be here any minute and she was still standing in her towel, hair still dripping wet. Ok hair first, that was an easy choice. She really only had two hair styles, up in a ponytail or down and straightened, since tonight was a 'fancy' occasion she decided to go with the latter of the two. She hung her towel up on the door, put on a thong and a bra and made her way to the bathroom. It only took her a few minutes to straighten all the kinks out after she had finished blow drying it, then she found herself back in her room in front of her dresser trying to choose an outfit. She had only managed to slip on some black skinny jeans before she heard a knock on the door, she ran down to let them in.

"Hey guys, wow you all look spiffy." she said as she opened the door letting them in. Mako was wearing a freshly ironed white button up with dark blue jeans, while Bolin donned a similar pair of dark blue jeans with a black v neck shirt and a dark green beanie hanging off the back of his head. Opal looked a little more fancy wearing an olive coloured dress that went down to her knees with beige heels.

"Korra! What a surprise, you're not ready…" Bolin replied after seeing his best friend still didn't have a shirt on.

"Yeah…I couldn't decide what to wear or what constitutes 'nice' for a club."

Mako just laughed, "Korra you're over thinking this, I just said 'nice' because I didn't want you to go out in cut off."

Opal swatted him in the arm. "Come on Korra, I'll help you," she made her way to the staircase gesturing for Korra to follow.

"Help yourselves to the beer in the fridge guys, and you know how the TV works." Korra said over her shoulder as she followed Opal.

Bolin had already made his way to the fridge, "Sounds good!" An audible popping noise was heard as he opened a beer.

Korra's room was dark, she only had her desk lamp lamp on. Opal flicked the light switch revealing the mess strewn about the room.

"No wonder you can't find anything to wear…you're clothes are everywhere!"

"Just the dirty ones! The clean stuff is all in there." She pointed to her dresser.

"Ok let's see what we've got here…you're set on those pants are you?"

"Um…no?" Korra replied unsure of what the right answer was.

"They are fine, I just wanted to know where I should start is all." Opal rummaged through the dresser and pulled out a few options, holding them up against Korra before shaking her head and putting them back.

"Ooo!" she yelled as she pulled shirt off its hanger. She handed a navy blue short sleeve button up to her friend. "Wear this with those khakis you had on at practice the other day and you're set."

"You sure?" Korra asked.

Opal gave Korra a final look up and down as she held up the outfit in front of her, staring for a minute. She turned and grabbed dark grey beanie off the top of her dresser and threw it Korra. "There, now I'm sure. Besides I know how much Bolin likes it when you guys both wear the same thing, he's weird like that…which is why I like him."

"Okay." Korra said laughingly.

"Now get dressed, I'm going to go check on the boys, hopefully they aren't already drunk."

"Yeah good idea."

"Oh," Opal said as she stopped in the doorway looking through her clutch,. "Here," she pulled out a pair of keys and tossed them to Korra.

"Oh right, I was going to ask you for them. You sure we don't mind if we take your car?"

"Not at all! I especially don't mind when I don't have to be DD. I won't drink to much though, we do have a game tomorrow."

"Good, gotta be on the ball tomorrow. I'll meet you downstairs."

The green eyes girl turned and made her way down the stairs. Korra got dressed quickly, even though she was DD she was actually excited to go out tonight, it had been a while since she went out with the brothers. She gave herself one last look in the mirror went to join the group.

Bolin whistled at her as she made her way down the stairs, "you clean up nice girl!"

"All thanks to Opal, I didn't even know where to start."

"And we're both wearing beanies!"

"Again, Opal's idea, she knew you'd like it."

He turned to the green eyed girl, "Have I ever told you how perfect you are?"

"You could stand to say it more often," Opal smiled back at him as he placed his arms around her waist.

Mako interrupted them before his lips met hers, "not to break up the love fest, but can we go? It'll already be 10:30 by the time we get there!"

Bolin stole a quick peck before her turned to leave the house hand in hand with Opal. Korra followed behind them locking the door after everyone was out. The club was on the other side of town and took about 45 minutes to get too, but the drive seemed to take less long than it actually did, maybe due to Bolin's constant yammering, it seemed to get worse when he drank. Opal would steal a few kisses here and there, little did he know they were part of a plan to shut him for a few minutes so someone else could get a sentence in every now and then. Korra wasn't really paying attention anyway, he mind was elsewhere. "I have some things to take care of and people to see" she could remember Miss Sato saying, "people to see"…I wonder who people are…why wouldn't she just tell you what she was doing? Why didn't she say who she was meeting? Maybe she doesn't want you too know…maybe she has a secret girlfriend or boyfriend and has just been fucking with me this whole time. Jealously and anger started to grown inside Korra, Mako could see her furrowed eyebrows in the rearview mirror.

"You okay over there driver?" he asked.

Korra broke out of her conversation with herself, her face relaxing. "Yeah I'm fine, just thinking."

"Got a girl on your mind do ya?"

"What?! No! Why does everyone always think I have girls on my mind!?"

"Hey I was just messing with you," Mako said raising his hands in defence. "Although your reaction does kind of make me think I'm right, come on who is she? Ila!?"

"Ha! That's a good one!"

"Who then!?"

"No one Mako, I was honestly just lost in thought."

"Leave Korra alone bro, if she did have something going on with someone you know she'd definitely tell her best friends," Bolin said as he broke his lips from Opal's looking at Korra in the eyes through the rear view. Korra got the message, she knew he was trying to guilt trip her into admitting what had been going on between her and Miss Sato, but that just couldn't happen.

They arrived as the club around 10:30 like Mako said, and as expected there was a long line up of people waiting to get in, luckily Mako being the responsible one managed to get them on the guest list. They parked the car not too far away and walked towards the club.

"Hold it," the bouncer said extending his arm to block their way.

"We are on the list, should be under Mako."

The large man with tattoos covering his forearms lowered his arm and started to flip through the papers on his clip board. "I'll need to see ID from all of you."

After scanning them all rather quickly he handed them all back and motioned towards the door with his head, "enjoy your night."

After getting their wrists stamped form a second bouncer inside the door they made their way into the main part of the building. This place is huge…Korra thought to herself as she took it all in, the light were dim but she could still make out everything in the club. It opened up onto a huge dance floor, it must have been the size of a basketball court yet it was still packed. The wall on the right hand side had a bar that ran almost the entire way across it with several bartenders behind it spinning bottles and performing various tricks as they served drinks. The wall directly in front of them across the dance floor had a massive DJ booth on an elevated platform right on the center of it, with shooter bars on either side of it. The section to the left of the main entrance was a lounge area that was elevated from the dance floor higher than the dance floor, it had comfy looking booths where people were sitting attempting to hold a conversation over the loud music. The upper level was open to the first so people could look down on those dancing on the main floor, there were smaller bars up there and a few tables scattered around it.

"Let's get a drink!" Bolin yelled over the music pointing the huge bar to the right. They weaved their way through the mass of people on the dance floor, sweaty and hot bodies rubbing up against them. Korra put her hand on the middle of the back in front of her, lightly pushing them aside as she excused herself trying to get through.

The girl turned around, "Korra?"

Fuck…just my luck… "Hey Ila…" Korra replied with a fake smile.

"I didn't know you liked coming to clubs?"

"I don't, I just came tonight because Bolin and Mako talked me not it, I should probably get back to them." She tried to make her way by the girl towards the bar.

"You know what you should do?" Ila said leaning in closer to her. "You should come dance with me. Unless you're hear with thet her you left me for the other night."

Shit. "Oh right…about that…I'm really sorry. I was drunk and I uh-"

"Korra! There you are!" Bolin shouted grabbing her by the arm. Thank god for Bolin.

He turned his head to face the other girl, "Oh hey Ila. You look nice. Oh hey look, is that guy waving at you?" He pointed behind her, the second she turned around her pulled Korra away escaping with her into the crowd.

"You my friend are a life saver." Korra said as her best friend pulled her through the crowd.

"Call it payback for hooking me up with Opal. Now we're even."

They made their way across the dance floor to the lounge area where Mako and Opal had already found a booth for them to sit. The hours ticked by as they sat and drank and spoke. Korra needed this, a night just to have fun where she didn't have to think about her grades or her dad pushing her, she could just have fun and laugh at whatever stupidities Bolin was talking about at the time.

The shot glasses were piling up on the table, Opal ended up getting little more drunk than she planned, luckily Bolin had stayed relatively sober to take care of her. They were cute together, no one could deny it, Korra felt a sort of pride in the fact, after all it was her who got them talking. God I'm a good wingman. If only I knew how to handle my relationships better…god damn Miss Sato and those hypnotizing hips of hers… As Korra watched Mako and Opal fight to stay upright in the booth and try to form coherent sentences, she decided that maybe this hadn't been the best idea, Opal was not going to be in the best shape for their game tomorrow, good wingman, horrible captain…She decided that they better get going before they get anymore drunk. She could tell that Bolin wasn't as worried as she was, he was almost keeled over from laughing at the other two throwing slurred insults back and forth.

"I think you guys have had enough, what do you say we get ready to go?"

"W-who made you boss? I'm t-the..resp..respon..sable one!" Mako slurred.

"Yeah, you're looking real responsible right now bud." Korra rolled her eyes and looked over to Bolin, "You ok to handle them for a sec? I'm just gonna go to the washroom before we go."

He nodded, it was all he could do as he couldn't get any words out over his laughter.

The washrooms were on the other side of the club, she'd once again have to deal with being bumped into and pushed by random drunk people, great… She was about halfway across the dance floor when something caught her eye, a long pair of pale legs standing at the bar. She followed up them with her gaze, admiring the nice ass the were attached to, she followed up the sensationally curves, marvelling the perfect round breasts, following the wavy black hair that was party covering the exposed shoulders it fell on, to finally fall on the woman's gorgeous face. What is she doing here? She starred across the dance floor, wonderstruck by the woman she had grown so fond of. She couldn't help but notice how stunning she looked in her dark red fitted dress that flaunted her amazing form, and her back peep toe pumps which made her already long legs look even longer still if that were even possible. Korra couldn't help but think about taking her home and ripping that dress off of her…but her thoughts were brought back to reality when the man standing in front of her teacher brought his hand to her lower back. I knew it…she was just fucking with me…she's here with her fucking boyfriend. Korra squeezed her hands into fists and grit her teeth, anger coursing through her veins, she was going to blow. She found her anger suddenly tempered when she saw Miss Sato bring her hand up to the man's forearm pushing his hand off her back. Why would she take his hand away…Seconds later the man brought his hand back to her back, except lower this time, his pinky touching Miss Sato's ass. Korra watched as the green eyed woman once again pushed his hand away, but before her teacher removed her hand from his forearm he was already pushing back putting his hand fully on her ass this time. She fucking said no. As if without thinking, Korra was already making her way towards the bar, her hands back into fists once again. She could see the man pulling her in closer, Asami put her hands on his chest to push him back as he leaned his head in attempting to kiss the lips she had wanted so badly. She was moving fast now, getting closer. The man kept pushing, wrinkles forming in the dress around the man's fingers as he squeezed. She was right next to them now,

"HEY!" she yelled. The man turned his head just in time for his face to make full contact with Korra's fast approaching fist. his head flew backwards and Korra finished her punch, he fell over onto the bar knocking over several drinks before falling to the floor.

"Don't fucking touch her!"