Her alarm went off again after hitting the snooze button for the umpteenth time, finally breaking her from dream land. She groggily opened her eyes, squinting as the sunlight sneaking through the slits in her blind hit them. A muffled groan could be heard as she quite literally rolled out of bed, her legs protesting every movement, stinging with pain from last night's work out and practice. Fucking ankle weights…
She picked her phone up off her nightstand, mentally slapping herself when she realized she slept through the text message notifications from Bolin:
'GUESS WHO HAS A GIRLFRIEND!? THIS GUY!'
'I'll see you in the morning! You're the best!'
She smiled, guess their date went well after all, I am the best wingman ever. She sent him a text back:
Told you you didn't need luck! I'll see you in a bit!
Shit I'm late… more late than usual to be precise… Opal wanted to meet bright and early to start setting up, which was the only really good thing about being conned into volunteering today, she got to miss all classes whilst the rest of the students still had to attend first period. She quickly threw on the first thing she grabbed from her dresser, still managing to look decent, and ran downstairs right past her parents towards the door.
"Easy there kiddo! What's the rush?" Her dad called from the kitchen. For once he was managing whatever was cooking on the stove.
"Dad I'm 18… do you really have to call me Kiddo?"
"Korra, no matter how old you get you'll always be our little girl." Senna said smiling at her.
"Couldn't have said it better myself dear," Tonraq kissed his wife on the cheek as she came to get breakfast from him. "Now come and eat, Kiddo."
"I really don't have time dad, I got suckered into this thing at school and I'm already late."
"Why am I not surprised?" Senna shook her head.
"It's not my fault! My alarm didn't go off!"
"Really Korra?" Her dad gave her a look of disbelief. "You know we can hear it go off from the kitchen, right? Every single time you snooze it."
Shit… am I really that bad? "I just… mornings are so hard! I don't know how anyone ever gets up…"
"You'll be able to one day honey. Your father used to be just like you when we first started dating, and look at him now, he's up and making breakfast for all of us." Her mother looked at her father lovingly.
"Stop filling her head with those lies dear! I used to get up early and do stuff in the morning all the time for you! Remember that one time we—"
"Ok well gotta go! Bye!" Korra cut them off before she started to dry heave. So glad I haven't eaten yet…
Senna wrapped something in tin foil, and brought it over to her daughter, "At least take your grilled cheese to go."
Korra took her breakfast as her mother kissed her on the forehead, "You know we were young once too."
"Doesn't mean I have to hear about it!" Korra countered as she slipped on her shoes.
"But it's so fun to watch you squirm kiddo!" Her dad yelled from the kitchen.
"You guys are gross…"
"Ignore your father honey." She handed Korra her back pack.
"I heard that!" The same yelling voice continued.
Senna just smiled and waved it off. "Have a good day, we'll see you later."
—
As per usual Korra was late, by the time she got to the practice field things were already being set up. Booths were being erected here and there, tents were going up, equipment was being hauled off trucks, blow up games were being filled with air and she could already smell candy apples being dipped in caramel. She continued to walk around the mess of activity happening around her, finding that it lacked planning, people were arguing about what should have been placed where and what hadn't been done yet. Other student union members and volunteers looked just as lost as she did, not knowing what their tasks were or how they could help. She looked around for the person that dragged her into this mess, surprised to find that she had not been the only one who was late.
"Morning Korra!" She turned to the shorter, brown haired girl.
"Hey Jinora, where's Opal? Isn't he supposed to be organizing this thing?"
Jinora shook her head and shrugged her shoulders, "I was just going to ask you where she was… no one has seen her yet."
Korra reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled out her phone. Bolin still hadn't answered her yet, which was odd because out of all her friends he was usually the quickest one to reply. She smiled as she re-read the last messages she got from him, "And let me guess, you haven't seen Bolin yet either?"
"No, now that you mention it I haven't."
Korra rolled her eyes, "Try and keep things organized here, I'll go find them."
Jinora nodded and headed back to the mess that was being set up whilst Korra turned and went towards the main building. Bolin's locker was on the 3rd floor, so she figured she'd start there. The rest of the students were already in class so navigating the hallways was a breeze. She was able to two-step it up the stairwell rather quickly, the sounds of her feet hitting the steps echoing off the walls. Just as she suspected, she found the two leaning up against her best friend's locker sucking face. Bolin's hands were firmly on Opal's waist while her hands were on his cheeks.
"Seriously guys?" her question went unnoticed by the the couple. Korra loudly cleared her throat in an attempt to break their focus from each other, "GUYS!"
Opal's eyes shot open and without moving her head she moved her eyes to look at Korra. After a few seconds of staring she pushed Bolin off of her. "Oh hey Korra…"
"Hate to break up the spit swapping fest but we could use your help outside, Miss Student Union President."
"Right!" She patted down her clothes and tucked her shirt back into her high waisted shorts. "Sorry! We were just um… we uh…"
"Save it… I don't even wanna know. Just get outside before shit really starts to get messed up."
"Damn! Are the trucks already there?!"
"Yup, and there's a whole lot of arguing about where stuff should be set up, you better get out there."
"Shit ok, I'm going." Opal quickly turned and pecked Bolin on the cheek, causing his face to redden. She ran down the hall towards the stairwell, "I'll meet you both out there!"
Korra did not take her eyes off Bolin's dumb face while he watched the girl run down the hall. "Now who's drooling?"
He closed his mouth and swallowed loudly, turning his gaze to his best friend, "Oh shut up Kor, you know if Miss Sato didn't have a class right now you'd be all over her somewhere."
"What are you even talking about?! We have more control than that. And keep your voice down!"
"Do you now? How did detention go the other day?" He asked as he opened his locker, shoving his school bag into it.
She just grit her teeth, "Shut up Bo."
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
"Whatever, close your damn locker and let's head to the field."
"As you wish, Miss Whipped."
By the time they got outside Opal had already gotten things under control. Only a few of the tents had to be taken down and set up somewhere else, while the rest of the activities were just left where they were due to lack of time. First period would be over any minute and students would want to start.
Everything was set up in a sort of oval shape. The bigger tents and game huts around the outside, like ring toss, basketball toss, that dart game where you try to pop the balloons, the squirt gun game where you have to hit the target and pop the balloon at the top, among multiple other typical carnival games. The center of the oval was dedicated to the smaller games like magnet fishing, the kissing booth, a dunk tank, the hammer slam, as well as the food and drink tents. There was another area outside of the main oval near the end zone of the practice field for the blow up games, water games and a rock climbing wall. Korra was surprised at how big the day was actually going to be, the school spared no expense.
"Pretty impressive, huh?"
Korra turned to respond. "Oh, is that you O? I almost didn't recognize you without Bolin plastered to your face."
Opal just crossed her arms and looked at her teammate, "Since you did agree to help today, I'll let you get away with that one. But only that one, no more freebies for the rest of the day."
Korra just laughed at the girl, "Ok, I'll take it. How did you get Principal Tenzin to agree to all of this?"
"It's our graduating year Kor, I wanted to go out with a bang! So I got Jinora to help with our beloved Principal, he can't say no to her. Besides, I told him that Meelo and Ikki would love it too, they haven't really had the chance to do anything as a family since Rohan was born."
"Right, I thought I saw Mrs Pema earlier."
"Yeah! So once I had all of them on my side it wasn't a very hard battle to get to him to say yes."
"Clever girl, O. So umm, not that I'm not super excited or anything, but how long am I going to have to spend at this stupid kissing booth thing?"
"Read for yourself." She handed her a schedule printed out on the same eye-assaulting bright pink paper as the adverts had been on.
"O you really need to pick a new color for your paper…"
"I know, it wasn't my choice… I wanted them to be green but the popular consensus was pink… just make sure you're at the booth for that last shift of the day."
"Seriously you owe me so big for this… "
"Oh please! The way I hear it, with all the money she's bringing, Ila is the only one you'll have time to kiss. So you'll thank me later!"
If that's the case a 'thanks' is definitely not what you'll be getting… Korra looked over the schedule, "What's this competition thing at the end of the day?"
"Did you see the jousting blow up game in the end zone? We thought it would be fun to have a student vs. teacher competition at the end of the day to cap off the carnival. You should sign up, I'm sure the school would love to see their Avatar kick some butt."
A smile formed on Korra's lips as she read the list of teachers who volunteered for the competition. "You know what, maybe I will."
The bell rang shortly after, releasing the students from their classes. Korra watched as they poured out the doors, flooding onto the practice field towards the activities that were set up. Within minutes every game stand, food tent, and inflatable game was busy, with a line of students waiting in front of each. The day had just started and already she could tell it was going to be a success.
Before her incarceration at the kissing booth was to be served, Korra was tasked with monitoring the games area of the carnival, just to walk around and make sure that people waiting in line didn't get too rowdy and that the volunteers running the games had everything they needed. She was halfway through her second loop when Bolin grabbed her shoulder, whipping her around to face him.
"Jesus Bo, easy with the spinning, you're gonna give me whiplash." She said as she rubbed her neck.
"You need to go and get in line for the dunk tank. Now."
"What, why? Opal wants me to watch the games area. Speaking of the dunk tank, aren't you supposed to be running it as we speak."
"About that," he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to her.
She unfolded the paper, "What do you want me to do with the list of teachers who signed up for your game?"
A devilish grin formed on his lips, "That's the old list, I stole a pink sheet from Opal's locker and printed up my own version."
"What do you mean your own version?"
"According to the list in front of you, which teacher is supposed to be sitting above the dunk tank right now?"
"Principal Tenzin… why?"
"Well, according the real list which is now hanging up by the tank, Mr Tarrlok is supposed to be sitting above the tank."
"Oh my god Bo! You didn't!"
"Oh yes I did! And naturally when he didn't show, I had no choice but to inform Principal Tenzin that he wasn't following through on his commitments."
Korra's eyes widened with excitement, "Please tell me that worked!"
"Like I said, you should probably be in line right now." Korra didn't think his grin could get any bigger.
She sprinted by him and made her way to the dunk tank. Words could not describe her happiness when she saw an angry Mr Tarrlok gritting his teeth as he sat above the cold water. "Have I ever told you how much I love you?" She asked the boy as he caught up to her.
"You could probably stand to say it a little more often. But trust me, I've been planning to get back at him ever since I heard he made those comments about you in math class a while ago."
She smiled at him and slung an arm over his shoulder, squeezing him in a sort of side hug. "Thanks Bo."
"No problem." He smiled back at her. "Besides, nobody makes fun of my friends except me."
"You had to ruin it didn't you?"
"Sorry bud, couldn't resist. Now go get in line before someone else manages to dunk him."
He didn't have to tell her twice. There were only a few people ahead of her when Bolin finally started the game, each of them having three chances to send their teacher for a swim. Please let these people have horrible aim… for once the powers that be actually granted her request, with everyone ahead of her missing the target each time. Bolin winked at her as he gave her the three baseballs. Her eyes met Tarrlok's narrow gaze, revelling in the displeasure she knew it would bring him. She threw a ball up and down with her right hand before throwing it, eyeing the target, focusing on it. Finally she drew back her arm and sent a fast ball towards the metal circle in front of her, miss. A crowd had gathered now, chanting Korra's name, all wanting to see the school's most hated teacher take a swim. She drew back again, releasing the ball with more speed than the first time. The metal rang as the ball nicked the side of the target, miss. Come on Korra, one more chance. Even some of the other staff members had now abandoned their posts to come and watch the last throw. She squeezed the last ball in her hand as she stared at the target, visualizing the ball hitting it. She drew her arm back for the last time, her gaze never leaving the target, you've got this. Her arm lunged forwards executing the perfect follow through as the ball left her fingers. You could almost hear the gasps from the spectators as it flew through the air. *Clang!* the ball made full contact with the target causing the bench below Mr Tarrlok to collapse, sending him plunging into the water which Korra secretly hoped was ice cold. Cheers broke out from the crowd—apparently Korra wasn't the only one who had something against the man. She couldn't help but laugh at his face as he re-emerged from below the water's surface, his long hair plastered to his face. Take that ya dick.
If Tarrlok's angry stare had been any more intense, it would have burned a hole through Korra's skull. He was absolutely fuming, at Principal Tenzin for forcing him to participate in such stupidities, at Korra for successfully dunking him, and at whoever was responsible for getting his name on that list in the first place—something he'd have to find out later. He pulled himself out of the tank and pushed his way through the crowd to escape the cheers being made at his expense. This shall not go unpunished.
As he snaked through the tents towards the main building his gaze caught a glimpse of Kuvira who was lording over a dart game. She was about to scold one of the freshman playing when she felt a hand grab her arm through the flaps at the back of the tent.
"Woa. I know I said I like it rough but this hardly seems like the place to start anything..."
"Enough." He waved his hand up. "I don't have time for your pointless banter. I have a task for you."
She looked at the man in front of her quizzically. "Why are you all wet?"
"Your fellow teammate and her band of idiots somehow managed to force me to participate in that stupid dunk tank."
"That explains the crowd…"
"I need you to repay her the favor. Do something to wipe that smug smile right off her face. I need it done today."
The corners of her mouth turned up, "With pleasure."
—
The sounds of students yelling and cheering, buzzers ringing, water splashing, and music being played flooded in through Asami's office window. It was now well past noon and she still hadn't even made it outside yet to see what kind of festivities had been organized. She had been too busy working on the plans her dad asked her to look over, the same ones she had been working on when Korra came in and distracted her from yesterday. She bit her lip as her thoughts drifted back to the toned abdomen that was so close to her, the strong arms above both of her shoulders… fuck… I'm never going to get this done…
She was supposed to have gotten the plans back to her father a couple days ago now, but with everything going on she just didn't have the time. Mr Sato didn't understand this since teaching was a joke to him after all. Of course, the fact that all Asami could think about as of late was Korra didn't do much to help her case either. She turned in her office chair to face the window, looking out onto the field and the activities going on there, ok one more hour and then I'll head out. Before she could turn her chair back around to resume her work, she felt a hand suddenly cover her eyes causing her to gasp, followed by a hard wet object being pressed against her neck, a cold liquid oozing from it and dripping down to her shoulder. Her body became rigid, shock running through her veins. "Beg for your life," a voice ordered.
The tension in her body melted as the person spoke, she'd recognize that voice anywhere. "Is this the line you use on all of the girls?" she laughed.
The hand moved away from her eyes, grabbing the chair above her shoulder to swivel her around. The cold object now pressed under her chin, forcing her to look into the deep blue eyes in front of her. "That doesn't sound like begging to me."
"Oh please don't hurt me, I'll do anything!" She decided to indulge the girl.
"Anything?" Korra cocked her brow, a mischievous grin crossing her lips.
"What will you do to me?"
"Do as I say or you're gonna get soaked." Korra pulled the trigger of the water gun slightly, a little more water came out and trickled down Asami's neck, causing her shirt to cling to her chest as it absorbed the water. Korra's eyes widened as she saw the wet shirt revealing more of her teacher's form. She couldn't help herself but squeeze the trigger a little more in the hope that more would be revealed.
The look on her face gave her away—Asami could feel the top of her shirt dampen and knew exactly what the girl was doing. No way she's getting away with this. She stood up as she placed one hand on the water gun, prying it from Korra's hands only to place it on the desk next to her. She walked towards her student, forcing her to bump into the wall behind her as she backed up. "Don't you have an activity to report to?" Her arm was now out in front of her, her hand pressed against the wall between Korra and the door, their faces mere centimetres apart.
"I uh… umm… I've still got a few minutes before my shift…" Korra fought to regain her composure. "You should come and swing by the booth later." Her eyes were locked on the crimson lips in front of her, she surged forwards in an attempt to bring them into contact with her own.
Asami pulled back, much to Korra's disappointment. "I'd love to, but unfortunately I don't have any change on me… I only have $100 bills."
Korra brought her hand behind her teacher's neck, pulling her close, their noses now touching. "I'm sure we could come to some sort of arrangement." Before she could bring their lips together she felt something being pushed against her stomach.
She looked down to see the water gun in Asami's hand, she hadn't even noticed her reaching for it from the desk. "Maybe some other time…" the raven haired woman finally replied as she ran her fingertips along Korra's arm before pulling away, "I really should finish up these plans."
Korra just stood against the wall, a throbbing between her legs and her heart pounding in her chest as she watched the woman return to her seat. Fuck. My. Life. This is going to be the death of me. "Well you can't hide in here forever. According to a certain list outside, you're set to face off against some hot shot RCHS athlete in the jousting competition at the end of the day."
The statement brought her interest back towards the girl. "Is that so?"
"Yup. And I'd bring my A game if I were you, I've already bested one teacher today." She proudly proclaimed, crossing her arms and flashing her teacher a cocky grin. "You can ask Mr Tarrlok how he fared in the dunk tank earlier."
"That was because of you?! I was wondering what happened when I saw him walking down the hallway soaking wet!" She had to stifle a laugh.
"Well it sure as hell wasn't because I visited him in his office with a water gun."
"I would hope not. I like being the only one who gets special visits from the Avatar." She bit her lip seductively.
Korra was coming more and more undone by the second, every movement her teacher made tormented her. Before she knew it her teacher was back, standing right in front of her, a long pale finger tracing up the front of her neck to her chin, bringing her gaze up to meet the green orbs in front of her. This continuous back and forth of who could tease who the most was going to kill Korra…
"Didn't you say you had somewhere to be?" Asami asked with a raspiness to her voice. "I need to finish up these plans if I intend to show up and dominate you later." She was pushing Korra towards the door as she spoke.
Korra's steps back were slow, her gaze never leaving the face in front of her. Come on Korra, think of something clever… "In the jousting ring or in your bedroom?"
"Guess you'll find out later." Asami had now managed to back Korra up out of her office. She leaned towards her, one hand resting on the door itself and the other on the doorframe. Korra closed her eyes and brought her lips closer to her teacher's, hoping for contact, but instead felt nothing but warm breath as her teacher whispered to her, "By the way Korra..."
"Mhmm?" She replied softly, her eyes still closed.
"You don't need a water gun to get me wet."
A shiver immediately shot down her spine as her knees threatened to buckle beneath her, the throbbing between her legs now greatly exacerbated. By the time she opened her eyes the door in front of her was already closed, the jade eyes that had captivated her gaze seconds before now gone. Oh. My. Fucking. God. I'm dead.
