Life had a funny way of being a little bitch. For example, if your crush had a crush, it would be only logical that destiny would make you her roommate. Just to fuck with you, of course.
Not only that, but she would render you unable to hate her, obviously, making it the most complicated, confusing, difficult, mind-fucking-bogglingly shit ever, because you really want to hate her but there were no rational arguments to back you up. Why? Because she was fucking perfect, that damnable mind boggler!
Life was shitty like that.
"Stop murdering your breakfast, Korra." Bolin sat next to her, holding a tray full of assorted foods, he was a growing boy, after all. He gave her a sunny smile, taking in her broodiness. Korra rolled her eyes, curse him and his happy-go-lucky disposition. Curse. Him.
Maybe if she ignored him he'd let her wallow in her own misery a bit longer.
Her eyes traveled around the big room, almost surprised to see it so full. The cafeteria was filled with uniformed kids catching up with their friends and happily eating before their first class. Yellow, blue, green and red everywhere, intermingling, clusters of each color occupying most of the cafeteria tables.
The perfect fire couple was chatting at the end of the breakfast line, looking as perfect as ever. Perfection in the flesh. "Aren't you excited? As of today we're officially third year students!"
"Woo-fucking-hoo, Bo." Korra grumbled, fruitlessly stabbing her oatmeal. She was not in the mood for Bolin's optimism this early in the morning.
Asami had turned out to be the perfect –was this her word of the day?- roommate. She didn't snore or talked in her sleep, Asami barely made a sound when she slept. She had woken her up gently, she sat next to her and shook her shoulder softly until she groggily opened her eyes, and when she did, Asami kindly reminded her that she was going to be late if she slept any longer. Who fucking does that? Who!?
She'd smelled nice too, of coffee and vanilla, which Korra most definitely did not noticed. Stupidly perfect Asami Sato.
Fuck her and her perfection…
She had to find some sort of flaw, no one was that perfect. It was impossi-.
"Don't be such a killjoy, we're halfway out of here!" Bolin, oblivious to her inner turmoil, wave his hand dismissively. His attention was more centered on whether Eska –and by default Desna- was close by. Why couldn't they be more like Korra and less like... well, them? And why had Eska taken such a liking to him all of the sudden?
"We're still halfway in." Korra muttered, looking at the metaphorical glass half empty. It was always half empty… aaaaaaaand Bolin didn't even looked like he was paying attention anymore.
She eyed them once again. Their uniforms were impeccable their light red shirts looked good on both of them, like they were models in one of those teen magazines. Mako was looking as handsome as ever with his ever present red scarf wrapped around his neck and light grey slacks.
Asami's grey skirt was a little over her knees, giving anyone who wanted a nice preview of her legs. Korra sighed. Asami was full of soft curves and seemingly smooth skin while she… she was full of sharp edges and hard skin, muscles that came with endless hours of training. As much as she wanted it, she would never be able to have such a feminine body. She glanced down self-consciously. She'd decided to wear the school's blazer even though it was warm, it helped hide her biceps, black legging under her skirt and black combat boots, because why not?
Oh, they´re heading this way. Quick, Korra, pretend you were not just ogling them just a few seconds ago.
Korra raised her eyes from her breakfast long enough to acknowledge them and then went back to her oh-so-interesting oatmeal. "Hey Mako" should she greet Asami too? It's not as if she hadn't already talked to her before at their dorm. Maybe she should just smile. Yeah. A simple smile it is.
A smile, Korra, not a grimace…
The pair smiled back at her and she was nearly blinded by such perfection… why was life so fuckingly fucked up? Korra was one step away from making them her new OTP. Seriously, the way the morning sun was grazing their faces make them look so… so ethereal.
They were beautiful, and she was plain and boyish. It was a lost battle, she knew it.
She lowered her eyes, blinking ever so slowly. Masami… it even has a nice fucking ring on it.
"You guys left early yesterday." He said, conversationally as Asami sat next to him, flipping her head to get it out of her face.
Her eyes drifted for a second to Asami, suddenly remembering the millions of hair product bottle in their bathroom. No wonder her hair was so gorgeous. "Yeah… I-uh" Damn it… the answer fled her. Curse Asami's distracting, high maintenance hair.
"We had to go to Air Temple Island to pick up Korra´s stuff." Bolin said smoothly, bumping Korra's shoulder.
"Still should'a told me…" Mako grumbled over a forkful of eggs, glaring daggers back at them. "I waited over an hour at the gym for you guys." Asami lowered her eyes slowly to her food… this was getting awkward. "Remember we still have training at 3:30 today, don't be late."
Korra narrowed her eyes, next to her she felt Bolin tense. "Don't give me that shit, Mako, we waited longer for your date" the word unconsciously escaped out of her, earning a subtle flinch from Asami, "to end. It was well past five when we decided to leave." she scoffed, staring him dead in the eye.
At least he had the decency to look ashamed. Korra didn't wait for and answer, knowing she wouldn't get an apology out of him so she decided to focus on what was left of her oatmeal.
Mako eyed her hand for a few seconds in silence. "Here," He said, passing her his bottle of water. At Korra's blank stare he rolled his eyes "your fingers are wrinkly. Seriously, I've never met a waterbender who hates to drink water as much as you do."
And just like that the argument was forgotten.
Asami blinked, feeling more than a little confused. Were they just going to leave it like that? Change the subject just like that?
"Aw, lookie! Mama Mako's back!" Bolin cooed as he elbowed a red faced Korra in the ribs. Korra managed to choke a laugh, mentally kicking herself for turning into a blobbing mess the moment Mako so much as looked at her. What was wrong with her, for fucks sake! Somewhere on her right she saw a flicker of movement, Asami had drop her fork and had disappeared for a second under the table. Oh god, she hoped Asami hadn't noticed her clenched fists.
She quickly grabbed her spoon and waved coolly with her other hand.
"Can't say I missed him." Korra forced a chuckle, half pleased with finding the use of her vocal chords again.
"Of course you did, you're practically sparkling!" Why was Bolin such a blabber mouth? Why? And In front of them! Korra was finding it hard to control the heat burning her face. Really really hard.
"Give it a rest, Bolin." Mako muttered quietly, his cheeks a soft shade of pink. "It's too early for you to be so annoying."
"Agreed" Korra scowled at them, she'd now regain her ability to create sentences. "And in my defense I wasn't even sparkling, and if I were," she blinked, looking sideways, knowing that she couldn't hold eye contact with them. She really hoped they took that as nonchalant… "it certainly wouldn't be for someone like Mako."
Said boy furred his eyebrows until it looked like he had a unibrow. "Hey! Someone like me? What's that supposed to mean?" Mako was so not used to girls saying that.
Pretend not to like your crush? Nailed it.
Korra nearly patted her back.
The waterbender ignored him, gathering her stuff swiftly. Better to make a quick, dignified exit while she still could. "Well, this is nice and all, but I've gotta go." Korra feign a look of distress, and just to irk Mako even more she stomped her combat boots loudly. A clear sign that she was about to get up. "I have homeroom with Tenzin and it's a suuuuper long walk." None of them were fooled, but eh… "I wouldn't want to be late."
"No, wait! Korra! Tell me!"
"Aww, Mako and I have Lin, so not fair…"
"Hold on, you have Tenzin? I have Tenzin too!" Asami quickly gathered her things in one swift movement as she stood. "Let's walk together."
"Stop ignoring me!"
"Tough luck, buddy."
"Guys, seriously!"
Korra took this as her chance to flee. She grinned mischievously back at the brothers. "Well, see ya!"
"Anik!" Mako looked like he's about to follow them but Bolin stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. He gestured to their used plates and started stacking the trays while the girls waved back at them. Grunting and grumbling, Mako grabbed the plates and glasses and dumped them on one of the stations for dirty dishes.
As the girls left, Korra could still feel Mako's eyes on the back of her head. "Ouu, look at him, calling me by my last name and all." She adjusted her messenger bag
Asami looked back once the cafeteria doors were closed behind them and gave Korra a secret smile. "I shouldn't be saying this… but that was fun."
Korra nodded as Asami came to walk side by side with her. "Yeah, his ego's so easy to bruise."
Asami grinned down at her… wait, down? When had Asami gotten this tall? Over summer? Last year Korra was at least a few of inches taller! And why was Korra noticing this just now? "I hope we have at least a couple of classes together."
They were kinda friendly before Mako, right? Surely Korra could move past Mako and go back to their normal pre-Mako sort of friendliness. "If it's a couple then I really hope its math and chemistry!" Korra said laughing.
Asami crossed her arms in mock reproach. That little action made her fucking chest seem larger, earning the attention of a couple of guys walking by. Pigs. "Oh, so that you can fall asleep while I take notes?" she finished smiling up at her.
"Obviously" Korra gave her a cheeky grin. She then waved her hands. "I'm kidding, well not really because you're a genius and I sort of need help with chemistry, but I didn't mean to imply that I would just copy-"
Asami laughed, putting a calming hand on Korra's shoulder to stop her rambling, "Korra, I get it. I have enough time to at least do our homework together so I could help you if you get stuck, okay? Same goes with math, or any subject you need help with."
Korra beamed, Asami Sato was a gift from the gods. "Deal."
