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Hello! Here is the update with some Asamayyy as promised. I hope you all enjoy, and please, feel free to comment. I love reading comments ^_^ Also, give it up for iterdei, my new beta reader! Thank you so much for cleaning this up because it looks sooooo much better than the first draft did. Awesome job, much loves to you! Anyways, enjoy, comment, be excited, die, do whatever you want. JUST HAVE FUN!
It was only her second period, and Korra was just done. She wanted to leave school, dig a hole, and go lay in it for eternity. With Opal being in her class next period, and possibly lingering around her during break and lunch, the Southerner found herself trapped. What was she going to say? "Yeah, hey, Ope, sorry about yesterday and getting you possibly knocked up." Korra sighed to herself, stuck on what to say to her girlfriend when they would meet up. It was almost haunting her, itching every nerve and fraction of focus she had. She hadn't been able to keep up with AP Environmental Science so far, and Calculus was going to be even harder, since Korra was nowhere near excelling in math. Today was already starting out horribly.
"Hey, Korra!" Bolin, Mako's younger brother, shot her a wide smile as he passed her in the hall during passing periods.
"Hey, Bo." Korra had no energy or will to light her face with even the smallest of grins. Immediately Bolin knew something was wrong and put his hand on her shoulder.
"Korra, want to talk about it during break?"
"No, I'm fine. I'll be fine. I just need to talk to Opal about something privately during break." The Water Tribe girl sighed and shrugged his hand off her shoulder. "Thanks though." Bolin shot her one more worried glance before both continued to their next classes.
As Korra approached the door for Calculus, she thought, great, it's math. This is going to suck ass. She entered and sat at her assigned seat. Her table partner in the class was Opal, conveniently. The teacher, Ms. P'li, had always respected the couple and managed to get them the same table, because she knew they were responsible and wouldn't act out in class. Another bonus was that they worked well together: Opal was decent at math and helped Korra with all the new content. This way it all worked out for the three of them.
Today, though, it wasn't going to work out for Korra. She couldn't help but bounce both her legs nervously. She and Opal had not talked about what happened yesterday and what could happen if the omega would conceive. The Southerner wasn't even sure how to bring up the topic. It was all a mess. That's when Opal came into class.
"Hey, Sweety." Opal had the most genuine smile on her face. She didn't seem nervous or scared at all as she approached the uncertain alpha.
"H-hey, Ope," Korra stuttered, giving a weak simper. Quickly, she shot back to the large text book that lay in front of her and turned to the pages that were written on the board.
"What's wrong, Korra?" Opal had immediately caught onto her girlfriend's down behavior, making the omega very concerned.
"It's just..." Korra couldn't say it, but she had to, "yesterday. I'm sorry I lost control and promised I wouldn't. Also, what happens to us if it actually happens?" There was a glint of hidden tears in Korra's eyes. The liquid started to build up, leaving the alpha looking at her girlfriend with gleaming, tired eyes. The bright, ocean blue color had been washed away with insecurity and defeat, which the alpha had suffered through the past morning and night.
"It's okay, Kor. It wasn't your fault, and we'll make it through this. Together." The short girl gave her an assuring smile and hugged her distressed girlfriend.
"I-I..." Korra sniffled and continued, "I just don't want your future to be ruined because of this, because of my mistakes." By now tears were trailing down her cheeks.
"It will be okay, we'll be okay." With those comforting words, Korra could only keep hugging her small girlfriend back, holding on tightly.
Ms. P'li noticed the distress in the couple and approached them. She put her hand on Opal's shoulder to gain her attention, then softly asked, "Are you two fine? Do you want to step outside for a few minutes or maybe talk in the office?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind, Ms. P'li, it would be nice to talk outside the class somewhere for a bit." Opal gave her teacher a sweet smile.
With a nod from their teacher, Opal pulled her sobbing girlfriend up, still holding her, and walked her out of the classroom.
"Do you want to talk out here or in the room in the back of office?"
Korra only sniffled for a minute, trying to hold back her emotions enough to speak. She finally was able to talk again and responded, "the office."
"Okay. Come on." Slowly, the couple walked down the endless halls of the high school to find the office. It took them about five minutes to reach the office doors, but they finally made it. Opal slowly pushed the doors open, with Korra still in her hold. The omega looked up at the lady at the front desk and quietly asked for the back room if it wasn't occupied. The woman nodded and let the two pass.
Once they were in the room, the green-eyed girl set her mess of a girlfriend on a chair and took one of the Southerner's hands from her face down into her own pale hands. She held it with an easing grasp, waiting for the Water Tribe girl to calm a bit, so they could talk.
Finally, a few words escaped the alpha, "I'm sorry." Another wave of emotions hit her, and she broke down in sobbing again.
Opal immediately spoke: "It's okay, Korra. We are going to be fine, and we can do this." She placed a gentle kiss on her girlfriend's forehead to accompany her words.
Another sniffle came from the Southerner before she could reply: "I just don't want my mistakes to mess up whatever you wanted to do after high school. This will completely mess up any future plans." She tore back down again; more tears streamed down her swollen, red cheeks.
"Korra, look at me." Opal pulled her girlfriend's chin up, and their gazes met. "I'm scared, too, trust me, but if this really does happen, we have each other. For me, all I need is you to make me happy and comfortable about anything. This baby could really not be a major mistake and maybe even be the best thing that's ever happened to us."
Korra could see the tears well up in the soothing green eyes. With complete passion, the alpha leaned into the omega and kissed her. Opal deepened the kiss, while stroking through the silky strands of Korra's long, dark hair.
After the long kiss was over, Korra pulled away, looked into her girlfriend's eyes and whispered in a quivery voice, "I love you."
"I love you, too." A tear escaped one of Opal's eyes.
Both girls smiled at each other and went in for an embrace that lasted at least a couple of minutes.
"Should I call my mom and just have you come over to my place? I really don't feel like I can get passed school, today," Korra giggled with a quiver still left in her voice.
"Yeah, sure. Not really an alpha thing to do, retreating back to home to be emotional, is it?"
Korra shot her a glare at the comment. "Stop, I'm new at this!" She swatted the side of Opal's upper arm in a playful manner.
Opal only chuckled and replied, "Oh, come on! You know I was only joking." Once again the Southerner gave her that glare. "Okay, okay, only partially." The omega winked.
"You are a total dork."
"As are you, Miss Emotional Bucket of Tears!"
"I swear, Ope, if you refer to me actually having strong emotions one more time, maybe I'll get rid of them, and you'll have to deal with a bleak girlfriend, who doesn't give a shit about anything."
"Okaaaay! Fine, you sour-puss."
With her irresistible pout, Korra only stared her girlfriend down.
"Awww, is somebody hurt?" Opal mocked the alpha's upset pout by replicating it but replacing the upset look with a sympathetic one.
Rolling her eyes, the Water Tribe girl pulled out her phone. "Alright, enough of this dorky shit. Should I call my mom or not?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, then be quiet for a second and stop distracting me!" Korra's finger shot up to the omega's lips, trying to shush her. This only caused the girl to nip at the tip of the finger playfully. Korra instantly pulled back, frowned at her girlfriend, then sucked the bitten finger. The small girl only sat and put her mocking pout on again. That's when Korra pulled the finger out of her mouth to position her hand up to her girlfriend's face, all fingers folded down except the middle. Opal only winked, and again, Korra rolled her eyes.
"Hello?" Senna answered.
"Hey, Mom. Could you pick Opal and me up right now," Korra let out a sniffle, "we're having a bit of a rough day and thought it would be better to take it off and talk over stuff at home."
"Yeah, sure, Honey. I'll be at the school in about ten minutes to sign you two out. You going to drive home together?"
"Yes, she'll be with me."
"Okay, sweety, hang in there. I'll see you both in a few."
"Yeah. Thanks, Mom. I love you."
"Love you, too, Baby." With that, her mother hung up.
"She'll be here in about ten minutes to sign us out," Korra reported. "Want to go put stuff away?"
With a bright smile and beaming eyes, Opal nodded. Both of them walked out of the back room, hand in hand, and thanked the lady at the desk. They strolled down the halls, Opal's head leaning on Korra's shoulder.
Once arrived at her locker, Opal kissed Korra on the cheek and said, "I'll meet you in the office when you finish putting your stuff away."
"Okay." Korra smiled at her, then left around the corner of the hallway to find her locker.
The halls were very bland; being an off-white with a tiled white floor. The only thing that really made the school seem to have life were the student lockers that were stacked in rows against blank walls. They were all unique and colorful. Each locker had it's own design, whether it had some painted scheme of colors or a certain theme. Everyone's locker had it's own story, a picture that represented its owner. Korra spotted hers; it was a painted beautiful sky blue and was dotted with snow. A polarbear-dog was seen racing across the middle of it, legs striding and head held high. Korra was born and raised mainly in the South; her tribe was known as the Polarbear-dog Clan, which is why she mainly was attached to this certain animal. It represented strength, courage, and boldness. While these were strong animals, polarbear-dogs had a vicious and closed off demeanor to other species, and it was the most feared predator in the South; although, Korra's tribe was not named after the animal because of its feared presence. They were a strong clan that was stable yet surprisingly friendly compared to the title they held. Not many people would think polarbear-dogs lived in social family packs, but the tribe was to prove them wrong: polarbear-dogs were always close to their family and were often open to adopting a new family member. This is why the Southerner had embraced the idea of this certain animal: it represented who she was. Korra was proud of her family and her tribe, so throughout her few years spent in the city after they had moved out of the South, Korra only bought Water Tribe clothes, especially graphic shirts with polarbear-dogs. Probably half her wardrobe contained polarbear-dogs, and that's how everyone knew Korra: the polarbear-dog girl from the South.
Unlocking her locker, Korra pulled her two heavy text books from her backpack and stuffed them away. She closed the door and shut the lock on it again. That's when she noticed another person near her at locker 69. Hah! Must've been embarrassing to get that locker. I've always wondered who had it, the alpha laughed to herself.
"Hey, ummm..." the girl at locker 69 called, "you're Korra, right?"
"Uhhh, yeah, that's me." Korra was confused.
"I saw you in science today. You didn't look too good. Are you doing okay, now?"
The girl was taller than Korra by a few inches. Her pure black, wavy hair was worn down to her lower back. Those hips... they're so ho- NO, KORRA, NO! Korra gave the girl a grin and replied, "Yeah, I'm doing better, thanks for asking. Who are you, by the way?"
"I'm-" Korra's mind shut off when the girl started speaking to her. She took an inhale, smelling that one scent. It was familiar, very familiar and also strong. Holy shit, it's the omega from class yesterday. That's the girl who was in heat that caused all this mess to happen!
Don't blame her, Korra. This was your fault, not her's. She was only just living a normal day. You're the one at fault here.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. But still, without her being in heat, I would have probably never had that horrible boner, ditched class, went to Opal's, fucked her up, and had possibly wrecked our futures.
Korra then snapped back to reality to find the omega standing in front of her with a concerned look on her face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't get that." Korra shyly giggled and scratched the back of her neck.
"I said my name is Asami." She held out a hand to the Southerner, with an intense, amazing smile. Korra took the pale hand with the long fingers in hers and shook it.
"Nice to meet you, Asami. If you don't mind, I have to leave, now. Being picked up early, so I gotta run."
"Ahhh, yeah. Want to maybe hang out tomorrow during break or something?"
"Sure," Korra wasn't sure what was happening here, "I'll find you here, I guess?"
"Yup," Asami let out a giggle, "locker 69." She tapped her locker lightly, almost seeming proud of it.
Korra let out a small laugh, waved her new friend goodbye, then dashed off back to the office. Holy shit, was it just me, or was she trying to flirt with me? I mean the way she stood. Those fine legs, those smooth hips, and those amazing emerald eyes- Korra! You have to stop that! You have a girlfriend, you asshole. A girlfriend that is probably knocked up, thanks to you. Keep your priorities straight. With that, Korra finally made it to the office, still with the image of the gorgeous omega flowing through her mind. That started the inner fight in the teenager and the drama that would further happen. Life was going to be hard being friends with this Asami. Wow, even her name is kind of sexy.
