Korra opened her eyes slowly, morning light sneaking in as the white ceiling above her came into focus. It couldn't be time to wake up yet could it? She inhaled deeply as she closed her eyes again, hoping to get a few more minutes of sleep, except something was off. Instead of being the smell of the hotel room that filled her nose it was something different... wait a second... she inhaled through her nose again, she recognized that smell... a smile formed on her lips... jasmine... She opened her eyes instantly as she shot upright, she wasn't in the hotel anymore, she was in another room, with deep red coloured walls, cream curtains hanging by the windows, and mahogany furniture placed around the room. She put her hand down on the mattress below her, it was so soft and comfy, unlike the hotel one she crawled into what seemed like minutes ago. The mattress started to shift beneath her fingers, someone was moving... The same smell filled her nose as she breathed in... She turned her head to find a woman lying on her stomach next to her facing away. All that Korra could see of her was wavy raven black hair spilling over the pillow. The cream sheets covered only the woman's lower half, stopping at the small of her back revealing the dimples at the bottom of her spine. The small part of bare skin dipped and followed the curve of her back until a royal blue shirt covered her the rest of the way up, Korra's name written across the shoulders. Asami... Korra bit her lip as she watched the woman sleeping next to her, tracing her finger over the small of the other woman's lower back, the only part left uncovered. The soft touches elicited small groans from the woman as she woke up, turning over and meeting Korra's gaze, green connecting with blue. They didn't speak, Korra brought her hand to a pale cheek and fell into those green pools in front of her, flashbacks playing through her mind of their various encounters over the past little while... That time in her office, the night after the club, or after dinner most recently. But it wasn't just the 'almost' times, it was everything else too. It was the little faces the woman made when she was concentrating, the way she looked at her when she knew she was going to get what she wanted, the way her face lit up when she was behind the wheel, or even how she looked when she was being serious and not putting up with Korra's bullshit. Korra was done for, those green eyes had her. Before she could let out the 'fuck' that was about to leave her mouth, Asami's lips were on hers. Within seconds the jasmine smell was no longer just in her nose, it was everywhere, taking over her whole body, in her head making her thoughts fuzzy, in her hands guidings them over the pale skin in front of her, between her legs making her throb... She was totally fucked, there was no denying it, she more than liked this woman, she lov ... umm... well... yeah... fuck... she was screwed. Focus Korra. Asami's lips were on hers and she didn't intend on letting them part. She pushed the woman down onto her back, settling herself between those long pale legs that seemed to wrap perfectly around her waist as slender fingers tangled themselves in her hair. Her hand slid down the woman's side and up her strong thigh, squeezing it a little, making the woman release faint moans into her mouth. Judging by the heat she could feel on her abs coming from the woman's core, she wanted this just as much as Korra did.

The black haired woman's hand found it's way to Korra's chest, resting on her sternum between her breasts pushing back slightly, just enough for her to whisper words into the almost non existent space between their lips. "The question is, do you miss me?"

'Yes... fuck yes...' were the only thoughts that ran through Korra's head as she pushed her lips back towards the red painted ones before her, her hips instantly starting to grind into those below her. The thighs around her waist squeezed harder, nails scratching her back and down her toned arms, hands pulling at her shirt begging her to get closer, teeth biting her bottom lip as their kisses became hungrier.

The mattress started to shift below her hands again, but faster this time... instead of the slow dips it would take as Asami turned to face her it was as if it was quaking... She tried to ignore it, not wanting to leave this moment, but it only got worse. Suddenly everything was shaking, not only the bed, but the walls and the furniture too.

She opened her eyes. Asami was gone. No more pale legs wrapped around her waist, no more hand on her arm or fingers tangled in her hair. The bed frame creaked as the shaking worsened, the mattress below her fingers losing its softness. Her vision started to blur as she looked about the room, the furniture started disappearing, the deep red walls changed to a dull beige, all the things that brought a smile to her face earlier now gone. She put her head in her hands and tried to calm the quaking.

Then it stopped. She lifted her head to find that the room had not changed, it remained the same mish mash of Asami's room and the hotel one...

The quaking stopped only to be replaced by a soft thud on her head. An occasional banging bringing with it changes in decor every time she'd feel the thud, morphing the room back to resemble the hotel room she fell asleep in.

Someone was yelling... "Korra!"

She forced her eyes shut in an attempt to relax her mind, focusing on the jasmine scent that was becoming less and less evident.

Thud

There was the yelling again, louder this time. "KORRA!"

Her eyes shot open. Her face smushed into the pillow. Jasmine scent now replaced with the typical sterile smell of a hotel room. W hat the...

Thud

"KORRA!"

Thud

The yelling continued. "Jesus how hard can someone sleep?! Wake up or coach is going to kill you!"

Thud

That voice, it was familiar.

Thud

She half raised her arm in an attempt to block the next blow of the pillow being slammed into her head, unsuccessfully so as she groaned in displeasure.

"Knock it off O..." she mumbled into her own pillow.

"Finally!" Her teammate exclaimed as she threw the pillow onto the empty bed next to Korra's. "If I didn't know any better I would have thought you were dead! I've been shaking you for the past 10 minutes!"

The shaking... that dream... fuck... u ghhhh... she reluctantly peeled herself up onto her elbows, squinting into the light that crept in between the curtains.

"You have the best timing..." Korra grumbled.

"What?" The girl gave her a confused look.

"Nothing. What... what time is it?" Korra got out in her groggy morning voice.

"Time to get up!" Opal apparently had no concept of what an inside voice was this morning, "Everyone is already in the dining hall!" The girl continued as she walked towards the window.

"Do you..." a yawn interrupted her sentence, "do you have to yell?" she continued as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

"Yup!" The girl went on with the same volume as she slid the curtains open without warning, letting the sunlight fill the room completely.

"Ahh!" Korra yelled as she shielded her eyes with her forearm and fell back onto the bed. "What the hell!"

"I said get up! Our wake up calls went off 45 minutes ago!" She turned back to walk towards her captain. "I guess Kuvira didn't feel the need to wake you up," she went on as she pointed to the empty already made up bed next to Korra's.

More likely she purposefully turned off the alarm... K orra slowly pulled her arm away from her face and let her eyes adjust to the new amount of light in her room. "I guess not... how did you get in here anyways?"

"I had the front desk make me a copy of your key, told them this was my room and that I lost mine. The guy at the front desk was surprisingly gullible. Now hurry up! I've got Jinora watching coach's room with strict instructions to stall if we don't get there in time."

"Ugh..." she slowly started to move up and out of bed.

"Also, addicted much?" Opal asked as she pointed to Korra's other hand that was still clutching her phone.

Korra followed Opal's gaze to her own hand that was sticking out from beneath her pillow. "Oh, guess I fell asleep with it."

Opal's eyes lit up as she came to the realization. "You messaged her didn't you? That A girl!"

She excitedly made her way to Korra's bed to sit down, luckily Korra saw it coming and had time to put her hands up and stop her. "No no no. We're already late remember? No time for sitting. Our wake up calls went off 45 minutes ago!"

"I hate when you use my own words against me..." the girl crossed her arms and put on a fake pout. "Fine... but you have to promise to give me details after the game!"

"I can make no such promises." Korra quickly retorted, throwing her phone into the mess of sheets as she peeled herself out of bed and began to get ready.

As she turned the corner to head for the washroom she could see Opal sneaking towards the device. "Don't even think about it O." She shot over her shoulder as she disappeared from sight.

The girl let out an exasperated sigh and fell back on the bed opposite her captain's, "You suck, you know that?"

"Yeah yeah," Korra called from within the washroom, "I'll be out in a minute, just let me brush my teeth."

Albeit still slow by Opal's standards, that was probably the fastest Korra had ever moved after being woken up so abruptly. Within a matter of minutes she had thrown on her RCHS team gear and was in the elevator on her way down to the dining hall with her teammate.

Jinora was waiting for them as the doors opened up to the main floor, wearing a smug grin on her face. "Morning cap! Cutting it kind of close don't you think?"

"You guys are both hilarious you know that? It's not my fault I sleep hard..." She replied as she yawned and stretched her arms out.

"Hard?!" Opal cut in, "Hard is an understatement! You sleep like the dead!" She turned her attention to Jinora, "Guess how many times I had to smack her in the head with a pillow?"

"Too many..." Korra interrupted as she rubbed the back of her head, "I think you gave me a concussion..."

"Better to have a concussion than suffer coach's wrath if you had been late!" Korra brought her hand back down to her side, "...good point."

"Can you guys discuss this as we walk?" Jinora interjected as she began to walk down the hall, "before we all get in trouble?"

"You're totally right," Opal grabbed the half asleep Korra by the sleeve of her sweater and began to drag her out of the elevator, "let's go sleeping beauty."

Due to Korra's slight—okay not so slight—delay, they arrived in the dining hall just as most of her teammates were finishing up their meals. There were various conversations already in full swing about the room with only of few of her teammates noticing her arrival, the sound of her stomach grumbling did the job of alerting the rest.

"Better grab something to eat quick Kor," Jinora suggested as she and Opal walked towards their seats, "we've already eaten."

Korra just nodded and headed for the buffet, the smell of the various breakfast foods filling her nose the closer she got. She grabbed her plate and started down the line. Game time wasn't too far off so she had to eat light, which was quite the battle because the buffet the hotel offered was stocked with all of her favorites, everything from pancakes and french toast to fresh fruit and greek yogurt. She filled her plate with her pre game meal and found her seat between her two linemates at their assigned table. Coach liked each line to stay together for as much time as possible during away games in order to build chemistry. That was never an issue on Korra's line, she Jinora and Opal already had more than enough to know where the others were on the ice to make passes without even having to look. Luckily their coach's request didn't require the same thing between forwards and defence, which meant Korra didn't have to spend any more time with Kuvira than she was already sentenced to—being her roommate for the weekend was more than enough.

A tall silver haired woman walked in shortly after she sat down, Korra internally let out a sigh of relief after having been able to make it to the table before she was spotted being the only one at

the buffet. Coach's normal serious look was on her face as she scanned the room making sure all her players were present. She cleared her throat as she stood before her table next to her assistant coaches, calling her players' attention. It didn't take long for the various conversations going on around the room to die down to silence, everyone had respect for Coach—well Korra wasn't sure if it was respect or fear, but either way, it worked.

"I hope you've all enjoyed your breakfast ladies. We'll be meeting in the lobby in 15 minutes and heading straight to the arena." She spoke with her hands on her hips, giving Korra a disapproving look as she eyed her still full plate, "I'll expect you all to be on time."

The woman's eyes never left Korra as she took her seat, only breaking eye contact once she began to converse with the rest of the coaching staff. It didn't take a genius to figure out that that last bit was directed at Korra... f ucking Kuvira.

The rest of the players all got up from their seats as soon as Coach finished speaking, wanting to go back to their rooms before they had to meet in the conference room. Korra ate quickly, partly because of the short amount of time she had but mostly because she was absolutely starving. She was just about to eat her last bite when someone bumped into her chair, causing the food to fall off her fork and onto her shirt.

"What the...?!" Korra let out as she gripped her fork tighter and whipped her head around to see who had bumped her, not being surprised to find Kuvira making her way from behind their table.

"Oops, sorry cap." The tall defender apologized, sarcasm clear in her voice and a sly grin on her lips. "Damn those finicky hotel room phones eh?"

Korra's free hand on the table clenched into a fist as she got up quickly, knocking her chair over in the process.

"Kuvira I swear to—" A hand squeezing her forearm cut her off mid sentence.

"Korra, coach is watching." Opal whispered.

She didn't turn to face her linemate, her gaze stayed on the girl with the sly grin in front of her, gritting her teeth as she fought to hold back the unpleasant words that threatened to escape. The tugging on her forearm finally got her to turn to face Opal who gestured for her to calm down and take a seat, which she reluctantly did.

"That's right cap, listen to your linemate, wouldn't want you getting on the coach's bad side. What ever would we do if you got benched?" She mockingly brought a worried hand up to cover her mouth, only to bring it down and reveal the same grin she wore earlier as she walked away.

"When the season is over..." Korra grumbled out between closed teeth.

"Whatever you say Kor, just don't do it at Bolin's again ok? You guys made a mess of the place last time." Her linemate joked as she elbowed her ribs, trying to break the tension.

It must have worked because Korra could feel her grip loosening around her fork and couldn't help but let the corners of her mouth turn up in a smile.

"Don't try and hide it cap, I see you smiling." Opal elbowed her again. "Now hurry up and eat before you're late again." She said with a cheeky grin as she and Jinora got up to leave.

Opal was right, there was no way coach would let it slide if she was caught late again so Korra nodded and finished up her plate quickly.

The solo walk back to her room did her well. It gave her time to decompress her hectic morning and shift her thoughts from the various ways she'd like to smash her fist into Kuvira's face to thinking about their game plan and how she was going to play today. It was what she needed before she got to the arena, not Opal's nagging, not Kuvira, hockey.

By the time she got to her room she was fully in game mode. Focused. Pumped. Ready. Her hotel room door unlocked on the first try, and to her happy surprise the room was empty, Kuvira must have already made her way to the lobby while she finished her pre game meal, t hank god. The cleaning staff must have already come through because there were fresh towels in the washroom and her bed had transformed from the mess of sheets it was to a bed that was as prim and proper as Kuvira's was. Only thing differentiating the two was a small black device placed in the center of hers. M y phone... Asami... And just like that she was back out of it. All that focus, gone. It surprised her in all honesty, hockey had always been priority number one in her life—even before things it shouldn't have, like school. Yet here she was, sitting on the edge of her bed staring at a picture of a woman who could so easily steal her thoughts, even from hockey. She hadn't replied after getting the picture, I should probably say something... Not knowing what to say was also something new to Korra, normally she would just impulsively blurt out the first thing that came to mind, but with her she always found herself hesitating. Y ou don't have time for this Kor... She sat for a moment longer, staring at the letters of her keyboard as she contemplated what to write. The sound of her phone dinging startled her as it broke her from her concentration.

Opal: You better be on this bus in the next 2 minutes or you're screwed.
Shit.
All of a sudden it was back, that impulsiveness. She swiped back to Asami's message. Korra: Heading out to the arena, wish me luck!

She threw her phone down and frantically started to move about the room, haphazardly throwing her belongings and clothes into her overnight bag and getting into her game attire faster than she ever has. With one last check of her room to ensure that she didn't forget anything, she felt her pockets to ensure they all had their proper contents, throwing her keycard onto the counter once she knew they did, and ran out of the room.

All of her teammates were already in the bus when she got there. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw her coach's seat still empty, a sigh that was cut short when she felt a strong hand on her shoulder, causing her whole body to grow tense.

"Twice in one morning? Hope you won't be making a habit of this, kid." The voice said behind her.

Korra turned to face the woman. "Twice? What do you mean twice? I've been here the whole time! I was just umm... t hink Korra think ... taking a head count for you! And would you look at that," She turned and began pointing at some of her teammates at random, "17, 18,19, 20. Yup, we're all here! All on time and ready!" She turned back towards her coach, her hand behind her head and a grin on her face.

The tall woman just crossed her arms and gestured for Korra to take her seat with her head. "Right! I'm gonna go sit down, talk to ya at the rink Coach!"

She practically ran down the aisle towards the smiling green eyed girl and squeezed past her to her regular window seat.

"What's so funny?" Korra asked as she stared at her teammate quizzically.

Opal reached over and fixed the half popped collar of Korra's button up. "Had to rush a bit did we?"

Shit. "Yeah... uh... my stuff was kind of everywhere so it took me a while to pack up."
"Well at least you got here somewhat on time. And that little act at the front of the bus just now

was s o convincing, I don't see how Coach wouldn't believe it."
"Right?! I thought it was pretty clever." Korra replied as she leaned back in her seat. "I was joking Kor... you're a total idiot."

Korra just stuck her tongue out at the girl whilst putting in her earbuds, resting her head against the seat and pressing play on her phone, letting the music drown out the rest of the sounds and again rebuilding her focus for the upcoming game.

The bus ride didn't take long, the town was quite small so the arena couldn't have been too far anyways. The size of the town would never have led Korra to believe that they had such a nice facility, a large dome sticking out on the roof atop tall brick walls, Rabaroo banners hanging from the overhang by the entrance. The inside was just as grand, with stands going all the way around the ice decorated in Rabaroo colours, and large locker rooms with tunnels leading to either side's respective benches. It only made Korra more anxious to play, to get that first step on the ice, get that first warm up lap in, touch the puck for the first time.

She left her earbuds in as she went through her pre game steps; un taping and re taping her stick, waxing the blade, sharpening her skates, and getting dressed in the same order as she did before every game, throwing her jersey on last. She still had a few minutes to spare before their coach came in to give them their pre game prep, which was a rarity for Korra, as this weekend demonstrated she was usually late for most things. She took the time to sit back and focus on the music coming from her earbuds, closing her eyes and completely shutting everything out around her. It was game time. T hink hockey. She could see herself toe dragging by defenders, deflecting shots from the point towards the net. She was in the zone. Nothing could take her out or break her focus this time, not even Asa—

Ding.

She looked down at her phone.

A New iMessage Good luck!

Okay so maybe that was a lie, of course Asami would be enough to break her focus from the game. S eriously, that damn woman.

The locker room door opened just as she thumbed to her messages app. S hit.

"Listen up ladies!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to their coach. No more sounds of velcro being adjusted or tape squeaking as it was wrapped around shin pads. Only silence. Korra pulled her earbuds and silenced her phone before setting it down on the bench beside her leg. She tried her best to concentrate on what her coach was saying, but her brain was already working on a reply.

Their coach went on with her speech. "We went over everything before leaving yesterday, you all know your assignments." She looked at the tall, green eyed defender, "Kuvira don't forget to cover their captain Adi in our own zone, she loves to push in front of the net and she'll give you a battle in the corners."

Kuvira simply nodded in understanding.

"Korra's line starts first. Opal, the left defender playing against your line is strong but slow, use your speed to your advantage and chip the puck by her as often as you can."

"Got it!"

"Korra and Jinora that means you have to be available as an option when she does."

"Yes coach!" The two replied in unison.

"Alright, it's almost time." She shifted her gaze back to Korra, "Get your team ready, captain."

Korra nodded and quickly checked her phone one last time as her coach left the room.

A New iMessage
Don't forget that goal you promised me ;)

A smile appeared on her face. Whatever difficulty she had focusing before was gone now. This new a ssignment brought her right back into it. It motivated her even more than the one coach had given her. P lay well, score, and she'll be at your next game. She couldn't tell if it was excitement or nervousness coursing through her veins, but either way it had her pumped. She was ready. W e've got this. She looked about the room to find all her teammates' eyes on her, waiting for her to say something.

She shot up to her feet. "Everyone up ladies!"

And just like that everyone was moving, even Kuvira. The calm that had fallen over the room while their coach gave them her pre game speech was now gone. It only took a few seconds for Korra to get everyone standing in the middle of the room, huddled tightly around her.

She turned on the spot, looking at all the anxious faces staring back at her. "Semi finals ladies. Don't forget your assignments, play as a team and have fun." They all nodded back at her, she watched and waiting for a moment before continuing. "Now let's get out there and kick some Rabaroo ass!"

Various cheers from her teammates filled the room as they bunched in even tighter around her. "Republic City on three! 1, 2, 3"

The resounding "REPUBLIC CITY!" that erupted from their huddle was so loud Korra was sure it could be heard from the hallway. They were ready.

Everyone was pumped now, breaking apart to go back to their bags to get their gloves, put on their helmets and snap their facemasks in place. Korra did the same and then waited for everyone by the doorway as she usually does, using her stick to give them a tap of encouragement on their shin pads as they walked out of the room. She followed the last player out, closing the door and taking a deep breath as she made her way towards the ice, her nerves and excitement were building up with every step she took.

. ! ! T walls, getting amplified all the way down the tunnel, growing louder and louder as she neared the bench. She paused for a minute before taking that final step into the open part of the arena, gripping her stick tight and bouncing from foot to foot as she tried to calm herself. F ocus Korra. She let out a breath and stepped onto their bench.

As soon as she stepped on the ice and took those first few strides, all the cheers and noise of the crowd seemed to fade away. The cold air and the smell of freshly cleaned ice filled her nose as she took her warm up skate, her nerves settling with every lap she took. Finally the pucks came out, spewing across the still slightly wet ice into their zone from their bench. Korra skated a little faster by the collection of pucks, picking one up and handling it back and forth as she took her final laps. She watched the seconds count down on the clock until the buzzer sounded to end their warm up, l et's go.

The first period was underway, and since the first puck drop it was clear how badly both teams wanted to win, shifts were kept short and intensity kept high. There wasn't too much huffing and puffing going on on the bench, which made their coach happy as their conditioning was paying off. Korra could see the focus in her teammates' eyes as she looked down the bench, which only made her want to play harder.

The period finished scoreless, each team getting good opportunities but unable to finish. Thus far they had executed their assignments perfectly; Kuvira was managing the opposing team's captain with ease, and Opal was getting around her defender every chance she got. Had it not have been for the other team's goalie they'd already be up by a few goals.

Both teams seemed on equal footing for the majority of the second period, but as it neared the end it was becoming evident that RCHS speed and endurance was beginning to take over the game.

CLANG! Korra's second post of the game. F uck! T hey were playing well but frustration was starting to get to Korra. The period was almost up and they still hadn't found a way to get a puck by the Rabaroo net minder. Of all games to have trouble scoring, this is the one where it had to happen. She had to score. Not only for the win but for her own reasons as well, I told her I'd score... She couldn't let it get to her, she had to stay focused, w ork hard and it'll happen.

There wasn't much time left in the third and Korra could swear that there hadn't been a whistle all period. Everyone was getting tired, there wasn't the same calmness there was on the bench in the first period. Heads were hanging low and players were taking deep breaths trying to get enough air into their lungs after every hard shift. The Rabaroos reorganized during the intermission, lines were switched and players were playing in different positions than RCHS had originally set up to face. Their captain was now on defence facing off against Opal's speed, which the tall player managed to stop everytime. The new center that took their captain's place was dirty and took cheap shots as she fought to gain ground against Kuvira in front of the net. Kuvira was never one to remain level headed about anything, and now was no different. She had already gotten two penalties, and in a game this tight they couldn't afford another.

Korra had just got on the bench from her most recent shift full of hard fought corner battles and blocked shots. She was huffing hard, arm draped over the boards, and head hanging low. Her lungs burned as they struggled to get the air they needed, but she couldn't focus on that, a few more minutes and then she could collapse if need be.

The Rabaroos were getting tired too, RCHS had managed to keep them pinned in their zone for the past minute and a half and their play was getting sloppy. They had to score now if they wanted to avoid overtime.

Just as she got her breathing back to a normal rate and brought her head back up, she saw one of her players fall, the referee's arm shooting up immediately. D elayed penalty, this is it. There was yelling going on around her, her head quickly turned to see their goalie skating fast towards the bench. And then there it was, a tap on her back. She didn't even need to turn around, it was all the confirmation she needed. Energy coursed through her veins again, she gripped the boards and swung her legs over onto the ice. She skated into the Rabaroo zone on the opposite side of the ice from where the play was happening, leaving her all alone and unmarked at the top of the circle. The Rabroo coach was yelling and pointing frantically at her, calling for their players to get someone on her, but they wouldn't be quick enough, thanks to a great heads up pass from her teammate the puck was already on its way. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the goalie making her way into position, she needed to put this in. Time seemed to slow down as the puck landed on her stick, she looked up towards the net as she began her shot, noticing the opening that was closing on the short side. F uck. She was pulling the puck by her feet when she noticed Jinora standing next to the far post taping her stick on the ice for the pass. If she passed it Jinora would have the open net, she knew it was what she should do, the smart play. But something else came to mind, A sami ... If she scored this then the woman who had taken over her thoughts would be at her game. She wanted to score herself, n eeded t o score herself. She only had a split second to make the decision, try for the goal or send it to Jinora for a shot at an open net. She couldn't hear the crowd yelling anymore, nor the sound of the players skates as the closed in on her. Time was running out, she had to decide now.

The puck hit the back of the net and the red light went off just as the buzzer to end the period erupted from the bench and RCHS players immediately began flooding onto

the ice and jumping on the big pile up that was already forming on their goalie. They had won, it was their toughest game of the season but they had overcome. The huddle finally broke up and players slowly started skating towards center ice to shake hands with the already lined up Rabaroos. Korra gave each player a tap on the shins as they skated by her, telling them all how great they played.

Jinora was the last one to skate towards her, with a smile so big it almost took over her whole face. Korra couldn't help but smile back at her, "nice shot freshman."

"Nice pass," she replied as she nudged Korra on the arm before skating to line up behind the rest of their teammates.

It was bittersweet. Walking away with a win after such a hard fought game felt amazing, but Korra couldn't help but feel a little selfish wanting the goal for herself. Any other game there would have been no hesitation, but this goal...she promised it to someone else...

The bus ride home was nothing like the one on the way there. Instead of the quiet and focused teammates she had before the game, everyone was now loud and excited, still on a high from the win. Everyone went on about different plays they made during the game, or the almost chances they had, or the calls that the ref should have made. Korra however was the only one not taking part in the excitement, finding herself with her earphones in and her head against the window just as she did on the way there, her thoughts were elsewhere. Normally she'd be in on the celebrations with the rest of her teammates, but not tonight. She couldn't help but check her phone every minute or so, racking her brain for a possible response to send her teacher and how she couldn't deliver on her promise. But they got the win after all, the game was over and they were headed to the finals back at RCHS next weekend. T hat should be enough shouldn't it? Fuck...