I think I can manage both this story and Jealous at once. After all, chapter two wasn't even supposed to be up yet! But we'll see down the line. Until then, here's chapter three!

Oh, and fair warning, the story might change ratings later on.

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~Asami~

I liked gym class. I was a pretty good athlete that could put most of those guys to shame. At least, I was. Korra put everyone to shame that was in the gym. She replaced her hood with a hat that she wore backwards. At first, I felt bad for her because she started school on a day we had to do the pacer test. That faded rapidly. The minute the track said start, she was already at the other end of the gym. I didn't even see her move. She just found more ways to surprise me. I still wasn't fully recovered from what happened in the stairwell.

I had to quit around thirty. I was lightheaded and my breathing was too shallow for me to handle. I sat against the wall with my knees pulled up to my chest. Korra was barely breaking a sweat. Her brow was creased in concentration and I could tell her breathing was in even intervals. When they finally cut off the CD at sixty-two, Korra was the only one standing. She stretched her arms up, heading my way. I guess I must've looked pretty funny, because she laughed when she reached me.

"What?" she said, dropping her arms. "What did I do?"

"How the hell did you do that?" I asked, standing.

"Do what?" Korra said.

"Run that many laps." I said.

"You mean no one else has ever done that?" Korra was so cute when she was confused. She shrugged. "I don't know, I guess my waterbending training all those years has paid off."

"That must've been some intense training." I said.

"Yeah." she said, though something told me there was more than she was telling.

"Alright, class, we're taking this to the field!" the teacher said as she walked past us with a box in her hands.

"What are we playing out there, teach?" someone asked.

"Dodgeball." the teacher replied, grinning wickedly.

There was a large mix of cheers and groans, one of the groans being mine. I hated dodgeball because a lot of the benders in our class would cheat and use their element to help their team win. I had a burned T-shirt to prove it.

"I don't want to hear your whining!" the teacher said as we flowed through the door outside. "We're playing at that's it. I'll be picking captains and teams." Her gaze swept the cluster of us, settling on Akira and Katsumi. She pointed at them. "You two, up here."

They laughed as they pushed past everyone to get to the front. They were best friends, but oh, so competitive.

"Okay, Akira, you pick first." the teacher said.

"I call dibs on the new girl." Akira said, pointing at Korra.

Korra picked her head up and everyone turned to look at her. She didn't waver under the weight of it though. She walked past everyone to stand behind Akira, who seemed proud of herself. I just prayed that I ended up on the same team.

"Rei." Katsumi said. An auburn haired girl came forward.

"Asami." Akira said.

I'd have to thank the spirits later.

Another five minutes passed and everyone was finally separated into teams. We took our places on the field, using the football outlines to determine who's side ended where. The teacher lined up the balls on the line; there were at least twenty of them. When she was done, she stepped back in front of the bleachers.

"You should all know the rules, but I'm going to repeat them because I want to!" She paused for a moment. "All of you benders out there, no bending! Anyone that does will be immediately suspended! No aiming for anywhere above the shoulders! Doing so will result in you being taken out! Is that clear?!"

"Yeah!" everyone said.

She blew her whistle, and the game began. Everyone ran forward except me. I wasn't looking for a reason to be trampled. I spotted Korra from where I stood. She had a green ball in her hands, standing close to the line, and a wide grin on her face. She was dodging balls expertly left and right, her feet barely touching the grass. She raised her arm and threw the ball. She caught a boy named Yuuya square in his chest. He dropped his ball and groaned, jogging off to the sidelines.

I, on the other hand, was doing my best to stay out of the way and far in the back. I wasn't a big fan of dodgeball. Wherever I played I always ended up hurt or my clothing ended up damaged by some idiot using bending. Not that I didn't like playing, but I'm sure my father would appreciate me not ending up in the hospital.

Korra got three more people out and her smile was contagious. It was like radiating sunlight. Which is probably what blinded me because I didn't notice the ball headed straight my way until it was a second too late. On instinct, I closed my eyes and waited for impact. That never came. I could feel heat close to my face and opened my eyes. A caramel hand with a red, steaming ball in its palm was in my view. I followed the length of the arm up to Korra's face, who was smirking like earlier. Wasn't she just on the front lines, forty feet away?

"I guess danger is also attracted to you." she said, laughing. She pulled the ball back, holding it between her hands. "You need a bodyguard. I think I'm going to start charging you every time I save you."

My heart pounded in my ears. "Doesn't that hurt?" I asked, referring to the ball which was still steaming a bit.

She looked down at it and worry shadowed her face before she smiled again. "Nah." she said.

The teacher blew her whistle. "Seiichi, go the principal's office!"

A brown haired boy rolled his eyes and stomped off towards the school. The teacher watched him enter the school before blowing her whistle again. Korra wasn't joking around with the bodyguard thing, either. She literally stayed beside me the whole game, but that didn't keep her from enjoying herself. I didn't mind, but there was one instance where I could've sworn a saw an animal-like ear poking out from under her hat.

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~Korra~

I was beginning to understand why the kids at school called Tenzin a killjoy. I mean I already knew it, but he wasn't really helping his case. At lunch, Mako had invited me to go to one of his Pro-Bending fights. He and Bolin, and someone else I didn't know, were all participants and their team name was "The Fire Ferrets". Considering that he'd just met me, I was surprised that he invited me. I gratefully accepted, of course, and I was excited to go...until I told Tenzin.

"No." he said firmly.

I crossed my arms, on the verge of throwing a fit. "Why not?"

"Because, those Pro-Bending matches are nothing more than a waste of time." he said. "And you need to continue your airbending training."

"I've been training for five years straight!" I argued. "Don't you think I deserve a break? A chance to be a normal teenage girl?"

"You were already pushing your luck by convincing me to let you go to high school." Tenzin said.

"Oh, come on!" I said. The heat was building up in the pit of my stomach and my ears twitched, agitated. I could feel my change coming on. I forced it back.

"You only have the basics of airbending mastered and I'm not pulling any White Lotus members from their stations to escort you to some arena fight." Tenzin said. "I told your father that as long as you were here you would be safe and your secrets would remain unknown. I intend on keeping that promise."

"How is going to an arena putting me in danger?" I asked. "I'll wear my hood and everything. Only Mako and Bolin would know I was ever there."

Tenzin sighed, turning away from me. "You're not going, and that's final."

I growled in frustration and ran from him, heading outside. My hands were balled into fists, my rapidly growing nails digging into my palms and probably drawing blood. I didn't care, it would heal before I could register the pain. I had too much pent up frustration to let out inside. I threw the door open leading outside. The minute I stepped out, I breathed my anger out in fire. Naga, sensing my rage, picked her head up from where she was resting. She stood up and came to me, pushing her head under my arm. I smiled out of habit.

"Thanks, girl." I said, patting her head.

The white fur that had begun to develope on my arms slowly retracted back into my skin the more I calmed down. I scratched Naga behind her ears and she whined, pressing her nose to my face. I laughed, gently pushing her back.

"Tenzin thinks I can't handle myself." I said to her, a plan already coming together in my mind. "He thinks I'll get into danger." I laughed. "I'll prove him wrong. And when I do, he'll have nothing to say but that he's sorry for doubting me."

I was going to sneak out.