Korra's POV

I was applying some makeup to my neck to hide the marks even though I hated to wear makeup when I wasn't on set. It just got so annoying sometimes. I heard a doorbell and Naga was crazy. It was then that I realized Mako had probably saw Naga in the park after that kiss.

I quickly threw the makeup into the cabinet and ran downstairs to the front door. Even though Naga was trained properly, she wasn't used to doorbells yet. I grabbed her by her collar and gently pulled her away. I ended up dragging her to my master bathroom because I couldn't think of anywhere else to throw her at the moment. I stayed with her for a moment before she calmed down.

I ran back to my front door to be welcomed by Mako leaning against my porch railing. "Sorry, had to deal with my dog," I apologized as he pushed himself off the railing.

"Ya know, I don't mind dogs. You could've just let it roam your house instead of being locked up in a cage or whatever," he informed me as he walked inside the house.

No she can't because if she does you'll know you kissed me in the park. That was on my mind as he said that. Instead, I ended up giving him a boring as hell tour of my house. I never knew those damn things could be so boring, but I was trying to be polite.

Soon enough we were on opposite ends of the couch eating some popcorn that was in between us, and watching one of the movies I starred, well actually more like co-starred in. He convinced me into letting him watch it even though I was a fool in the movie. Yep, sixteen year old party gal who was an athlete living with her dad because her mother left them. What made me more embarrassed was that in the movie I actually rapped Miley Cyrus's "Party in the USA" and we were currently watching that part.

"This is so embarrassing," I commented as I covered my face with my hands. I never liked that part of the movie, but apparently everyone else who watched the movie thought it was hilarious because of the rap and choreography. What made it even worst was that shortly after Roxy, the girl I played, stopped rapping her friends came up behind her, and pour chocolate syrup, ice cream, whipped cream, and sprinkles all over her. It was supposedly put in because they were having a party, and they needed something else to spice it up, but I think they just wanted me to feel like an idiot.

"Come on, it isn't that bad. You in a black flat brimmed hat, hoddie, and chains trying to act like a bad girl with your rapping. The next scene is funny though." That didn't make me feel any better. In fact, I hated watching movies or TV shows I was in. I hated it even more if I was acting like an idiot or it was a funny scene.

I was going to respond to that, but of course my phone had to ring. I pulled it out from my pocket to see a number I didn't want to deal with. "Hey Mako, I gotta take this. I'll be back in a few," I explained as I walked to another room.

"Ok, this better be good Tenzin," I answered to him. Tenzin, the director of a movie I was co-starring in. I called it a supporting role because so far I barely made any appearance in the damn movie, and the movie wasn't going anywhere.

"Karina, we're filming today, and you're in this scene. Get over here immediately," he informed me, but on very short notice. What the hell was he excepting? Me to drop everything and run over there immediately. Frankly, I forgot about that role, that's how little I was in the movie, and he called me a co-star.

"What the hell, Tenzin? You couldn't have told me this the other day?" He could obviously hear the disgust in my voice, and I sure as hell wasn't acting.

"No, now get your butt over her missy." With that he hung up on me. Just what I needed for the day. Going to set, getting makeup on, acting, and all the other crap actresses had to do. I usually didn't mind all of it, but with Tenzin being the director, it was so damn stressful.

Due to me looking not my best, I went upstairs to my bathroom that had all the supplies that I would need to freshen up. Once I got there, and opened the door, I forgot something.

"Naga!" I yelled as she dashed out of the bathroom.

She ran down the stairs, and I knew it wasn't going to be a good thing. Unfortunately, Naga ran right into the living room where Mako was still watching the movie. Luckily, it didn't seem like he remembered her from the park.

"Mako, you kind of have to leave because I have to leave to go to a set I had no clue about until a few minutes ago." As I told him I pried Naga away from him, and shooed her to another room.

"Oh, ok." I could hear something in his voice as he turned off the TV, and he got up.

"Maybe we could hang again sometime soon?" I offered him since he sounded kind of bummed.

"Yeah maybe." There it was again. It sounded like he doubted me. Before I could respond to him, he was out the door with a loud slam. Well, that didn't end as well as I hoped.

Ten unruly hours of acting later, I was walking in my house with an ice pack against my head. It had to be one of the worst days of being on set for the past like four years. Tenzin decided he wanted to add more lines and only gave me ten minutes to memorize them. It was like I was trying to memorize a speech for high school that I would have to give an oral report for within a matter of hours. Remembering dialogue seems like the easier end, now doesn't it? Wrong! Ugh, I'm not evening going through the boring details. Now why did I have an ice pack on my head?

Well, apparently the co-star of the movie decided it would be funny to bang my head against the wall that we were hiding behind for a scene. It hurt like hell, and Tenzin yelled at me to stop screwing around with the co-star during filming. Definitely no pun intended. My head still hurt, and there was a bump starting to form on my forehead. All I wanted to do was get wasted at that point, but Tenzin ordered me to come in the next day for more filming.

Instead, I ended up on the couch with a bunch of soda to watch TV. My head still hurt so much, and I wasn't up for much more. I didn't even know what the hell I put on until I realized it was a live show where the host asked famous people about their personal life.

"The last guest we have on for the night is a man we all know, and is a native to Hollywood, California, Mako Silverton!" the host announced, I literally did a spit take with my soda when he announced that.

Even though I only knew Mako for a day, I never excepted a guy like him to go on TV answering questions about himself. The first few minutes of the interview were so boring I almost fell asleep. All they talked about was his early childhood which I probably should've listened to, but I was just so tired. It wasn't until he got to a certain question did I actually look at the screen.

"So Mako, you're a handsome fellow, but where's the Mrs. Mako Silverton?" the host asked as he lightly punched his shoulder. "You're what, twenty-five, and you're not engaged, married, or involved with anyone."

"Yeah, I'm not that concerned about finding a Mrs. Silverton. For the next few months I've decided I need to spend some quality time with my little brother and some old high school buddies along with some new friends I've made. I want to get married to that special someone someday, but it's not at the top of my priority list. I have plenty of time to find that special someone, but I think that special someone is right around the corner." After saying that he mumbled something, but I highly doubt anyone could hear it. I wish he would talk clearly more often instead of mumbling crap.

"May I ask what that special someone has?" That's another reason I hated these kind of shows, they got all in your personal life.

"That is confidential information."

"Well, you guys heard it hear. The scoop on some of the famous people in the world. I'm Keaton Klinger and I'll see you next time."

I turned the TV off, and lay on my side. I was too lazy to go to my bedroom so I decided to just sleep on the couch for the night. So many things were going through my head. I was wondering why Mako hadn't brought up that he was going to be on TV to me. He probably thinks I bailed on him for my boyfriend, and that we barely know each other. For the first twenty-four hours I knew him, he was more confusing to me than any of my other friends. I did pick up on him saying "spend some quality time with my little brother and some old high school buddies along with some new friends." I hoped that last part meant me.

Sleep was heavy on my eyelids, and before I fell asleep I remembered another statement. He stated, "I think that special someone is right around the corner." What did that mean?

Posted: December 26, 2012

Oh my gosh! I can't believe it took me over a month to update this. Sorry, originally I had something totally different for this then decided to rewrite it, then I became lazy and didn't write anything for a while until I was bored on the bus and started drafting in my e-mail. Point is sorry it took this long, usually I'm a weekly or every other week updater.

If you were wondering I based Korra's rapping of Party in the USA off of LYRIC 145's cover of it. Just search it on YouTube. I recommend you check it out.

So please review, follow, or favorite, and I hope you continue to read this. Also, I hope you all had a wonderful holiday, and I hope y'all have a wonderful New Year's Eve, and New Year. Until next time:)