AN: So this is part one of a two/three part mini series. :) Hope you like.
Korra couldn't believe it. She had made it backstage without getting caught. Cheering internally, she tiptoed down the dark hallway. She approached a corner, realizing that she had no idea what to do now.
"Hey! Girl!"
Korra groaned. Caught.
"I need to see some i.d. or a press pass."
"Well, you see..." Korra racked her brains for an excuse.
"Johns!" Another voice called out.
"It's Jordan," the security guard muttered.
"Yeah, whatever. She's with me." An arm slipped around Korra's waist and pulled her against him.
"Wha..."
"Go with it, little girl." A smooth voice whispered against her ears.
Jordan bristled, "Tell your girlfriends to stop wandering around unattended. "
"Definitely, Josh," Her rescuer (captor?) waved poor Jordan off as he turned both himself and her towards a doorway.
"So who did I have the pleasure of rescuing?" The man stepped into Korra's line of vision.
Her jaw promptly dropped. She shook her head to regain her lost concentration. "My name's Korra."
"Well, Kor-ra," he (Tahno! The lead singer for her favorite boy band ever!) drawled, "it is a pleasure." He grabbed her hand and kissed it. Korra had to use every ounce of willpower not to fangirl right there and then.
"Tahno! We're on in five!" The guitarist (Ming, Korra thought) yelled over at the singer.
"If you'd like to, you can watch from our seats, Korra," Tahno grinned salaciously, unashamedly checking her out. "As long as you give me a good luck kiss."
Korra shifted uncomfortably. "Um, I have a boyfriend."
Tahno waved it off, "Shame. All the pretty ones are taken. If it's all the same to you though..." He leaned in and pecked her cheek.
Korra watched, frozen in awe as he pulled away, waved and walked on stage.
The crowd roared.
