Hey guys! Here's the second chapter of my LoK fic. Hope you like it! Comments are appreciated.
The tall blonde stopped next to her, intentionally putting himself inside her bubble. Korra made a point of taking a step back without looking at the guy.
"Hey doll," he drawled, smirking. "Should I ask you out on a date, or do you just want to head straight to the hotel."
"Get lost," Korra said pleasantly, trying to avoid a scene.
"Well that's not a very nice way to talk to your man," he said, still smiling. Korra snapped a little. People were always finding new way to be jerks. She turned and held out her hand. The blonde guy took it and raised his eyebrows.
"Congratulations," Korra snapped.
"For what?"
"Being named the world's biggest asshole. This award is given in recognition of your unparalled lack of basic decency and attractiveness. Now get the fuck out of here…"
He turned red and he growled, "Bitch, you're gonna wish you never-" His head whipped back as Mako's fist collided with his face.
"You ok?" he asked, amber eyes worried.
"Damn, Mako," she joked. "I was about to do that. Thanks for spoiling it."
I watched Mako punch Dick in the face, enjoying the boy's horrified expression. The asshole had more than one punch coming to him, but I was willing to space out his punishments. It wasn't enough that he had already messed with me, he had to go after the new girl on her first day. What can you say…? Dick was dick.
Mako and Korra were heading over toward my bike, the dark haired boy wearing a goofy grimace as he dangled his bruised hand.
"I should've let you do that, Dick has a really thick skull," he joked. I smiled, admiring the twinkle in my boyfriend's amber eyes.
"And here I was thinking you were a tough guy," Korra laughed.
"I am," he said. "Just check out my manly car." Mako gestured to the black jeep parked next to me. He had bought it a couple months back, and still took every opportunity to boast about the machine. Personally, I preferred the custom-made motorcycle my father had gifted me on my eighteenth birthday. It was black, but shot through with golden veins that snatched the sunlight and tossed it around like confetti. The bike's underbelly was a faded chrome red, a little like the color of half dried blood. It could accelerate from zero to sixty miles per hour in three seconds and with a 194 hp engine, I was ready for anything the road threw at me. Not that I've ever really needed that sort of power, but it always made for interesting conversation.
"Hey guys," I called out, perched halfway onto the seat.
Mako grinned at me, eyes trailing suggestively.
"Uh, hi," Korra said uneasily. "I can leave if you two want."
"No, wait. Korra needs a ride home, she missed her bus," Mako explained.
"The bus driver was a bitch," the girl muttered, blue eyes downcast.
"I can give you a ride," I offered. "Or Mako, if you're not comfortable on a motorcycle." I admit, this was sort of my personal test for people who planned to be my friend. If they wanted to like me, then they damn well better accept my choice of transportation.
Korra met my eyes defiantly, and accepted my silent challenge. "I've always wanted to ride a motorcycle," she said.
"Hop on behind me," I said, smiling. "Put this on." I handed the girl my extra helmet and a pair of gloves.
She slid in behind me, asking "Do I hold on to you or is there something I'm s'pose to grab onto?"
"Just put your arms around my waist, and don't grab my shoulders or anything when we're moving," I answered cheerily. This would be fun. "If you need me to slow down tap my right shoulder once, if you need me to stop tap it twice. Just make sure you don't put your weight on it."
"Gotcha," Korra said, sounding excited. "Where do I tap if I want you to speed up?" I turned around and looked at her. The dusky girl had this big grin plastered on her face, eyes frenetic.
I smiled back and said, "Left shoulder."
Mako stood, arms crossed, and said, "Not too fast though, right guys? I like my girlfriend alive."
"Ready to go?" I asked Korra, blowing a kiss to Mako.
"Hell yeah," she said. "I live off of Redland, back past Holcomb Blvd."
I gunned the bike and felt the girl's arms wrap around my waist. We rolled out of the parking spot and into the lot, Mako following carefully behind us. He worried about a new driver hitting me, especially around the school parking lot. It was sweet, but if a new driver was going to hit me, they would have to follow me over the curb. Being a biker, I always had several escape plans to compensate for idiots.
The buses having already left, it was slightly less hellish to escape the school's parking lot. Korra tensed up for the first couple turns, and I was surprised at the girl's impressive musculature. She was ripped underneath her tight leather jacket. Right before we exited onto the road, I reached back and squeezed her leg reassuringly. I wasn't really surprised when she reached one hand off my midriff and patted my leg in return, apparently reassuring me. The motorcycle smoothly sped up as we started down the road. While Korra's lack of fear was admirable, I didn't want to put her off motorcycles to make a point. We headed out of the school zone and sped down the road, heading past the local community college. I felt her shift and tap my left shoulder. That didn't take long. Korra tightened her grip as I gunned the bike, pushing it until we were going fifty on a forty mph road. The highway was coming up soon and I slowed to make the right turn without flinging my passenger into the intersection. As soon as we were clear I accelerated back up to fifty, content to linger at a comfy pace. A dark blue Subaru sped up behind us and didn't switch lanes.
Mako had turned off way back, so I has no shield between the idiot tailgater and my bike. Hoping to spare myself some stress, I merged into the left lane, hoping the driver would just pass us. The car swerved ominously behind us, then started to gain speed. What the hell was going on? Korra tapped my left shoulder good naturedly and I shot forward, hoping to lose the asshole. We made it to the intersection onto Holcomb Blvd and I turned a little faster than I normally would have, even with a passenger. Crazy tailgating idiots tend to make me reckless. As we turned, Korra clung tight, helmet smacking against mine, and again, despite the danger of the situation, I couldn't help but admire her physique.
The Subaru hadn't appeared behind us yet, so I was a little reluctant to slow down as Korra tapped right shoulder once, twice, three times and pointed left. We pulled into a little driveway that snaked surprisingly far before ending at a light blue, ranch style house. A big white dog ran out from behind, barking and running zigzagged because its tail was wagging so hard. I braked and we pulled to a smooth stop in the gravel. Korra slid off the bike and stood beside me, pulling her helmet off. Her dark hair spilled out and clung to her shoulders, drawing my eye more then I would've liked.
I sort of expected her to be shaken after an experience like that, but the first words out of her mouth were: "That was freaking awesome Asami."
"What," I said, surprised.
"You have to teach me how to drive one of these," she continued. Had she not noticed how we had almost been run off the road?
"That guy from school was totally trying to get us, but you just gunned it and he couldn't even keep up," she said, grinning from ear to ear.
"Guy… from school?" I asked.
"Yeah that sonofabitch Mako punched."
"I'm going to kill him," I said. Dick had pushed things too far. I was going to make sure he got what he deserved.
"Mako or that jerk?" Korra asked, looking worried. "Mako was just being a good guy, so there's really no reason to-"
"That misogynistic waste of oxygen," I interrupted. "His name is Dick Smith."
"It's my fault he came after us," Korra said, smile fading away.
"No, don't blame yourself, he hates me too," I said hastily. "Back in our sophomore year, he asked me out and I declined. He didn't take it well, and he's hated me ever since."
"Hey, Asami," Korra said suddenly. "Want food or something before you head to… wherever you're going?"
"No thanks," I replied, smiling. "I want to leave before Dick gets onto Redland.
"Ok," Korra said, looking a little disappointed. "See you tomorrow."
"Definitely," I replied, waving a little before I pulled my helmet back on. Korra seemed like a really nice person. It would be good to get to know her better