Korra POV
I was finishing a couple of papers so that I would go home. Once I was all done, I got ready to leave. As I walked out to the front lobby, I said my goodbyes to Opal. ¨Hey bestie, imma start heading out.¨
Opal smiled and giggled ¨What did training tired you out, I thought you would keep up, but I guess all you are is a big bag full of shit.¨
We both laughed hysterically, trying to catch our breath. You see me and Opal have a best friend relationship, we started off ever since we were young. Throughout time we became closer, and we understood each other extremely well. The point was, she was like a sister to me, and since I´ve never had anything like that before, I really appreciated Opal. We met in 2nd grade, then we grew up, and eventually we went to the same college, and now we work at the same place. As guards of the national defense of Republic City.
Her parents and my parents knew each other from when they were kids, and grew up together as well. Soon, both parties started this entire company together. The Beifongs and The Blu grew strong, in their family and in their businesses. They created the most successful National Defense in Republic history, and other companies. As a result both the Beifongs, and the Blu are the most wealthiest families in Republic City. And because of their close relationship, it influenced my strong friendship with Opal. And I wasn't complaining.
¨Shut you bastard¨ I said, trying to contain my laughter, but as soon as I saw her laughing more, I went ballistic. We were at the front desk laughing our asses off, probably looking like two idiots. But we could care less. We finally settled and said our proper goodbyes.
¨bye bitch¨ I said. ¨See you later hoe¨ she replied as she gave me a soft smile. We did our sacred handshake we had since we were eight and I walked out. I got into my car, and I just sat in it.
I let out a huge sigh, and started my car. I was tired but I didn't know why. I just felt suffocated, but I don't have a reason to be. I have a good life, but I still wake up in the morning feeling as if there was something missing. I used to have that feeling when i was in high school and in college but now it's more intense. It feels as if I thought this isn't the life I'm supposed to live. It feels like somewhere along my life i was suppose to fuck up, but it simply never happened. And now I have an ideal perfect life. The life that anyone else would love to have. The life my parents wanted me to live. The life I have right now. The life that doesn't feel right to me.
I put my car in drive and started driving. All I wanted was to go home and be alone. Figure out what is wrong with me. Understand what I'm missing because apparently I do not have the slightest idea on why I feel so out of it.
I finally got home, which was probably the best thing that has happened to me today. I opened the door, turned on the lights, took my shoes off and walked toward the kitchen. I felt hungry so I looked at the fridge, and found nothing to make quickly. These past few days, I havet even been cooking because I don't have the energy to. I ordered Narooks for the fifth time this week. It is to the point where the lady who takes my order just asks for my name and she gets my order right every time. I was helpless, and even she realized it.
I went over to my soft blue couch and grabbed the tv controller before I sat down. One of my favorite movers was playing, so I stayed in place until my dinner came. Around 15 -20 minutes I hear someone ring my doorbell. It was the same guy that has brought my food all week. His name was Kai and he would always bring me extra fortune cookies. Narooks are very strict on the amount of cookies they give you. Which i think should be illegal, but I let it slide. He hands me my food, I hand him the money, and he's on his way.
I close the door behind me and set my food on the cafe table. I unpack my food and I start shoving everything in my mouth. I finish my food and start to clean up. Then I went back down to my spot on the couch and I placed my 3 cookies and a horizontal line, as if they were cadets giving me their reportes of their mission. As if they had something important to say.
I went for the middle one; I opened the wrapper, cracked the cookie and took out the small piece of paper. It said ¨Wealth is on its way to you.¨ I laughed at it, ¨as if I don't have that right now.¨ I said to no one. I went for the right one; opened it, looked for the piece of paper inside and read it. ¨Abundance is on its way to you¨. I sighed, shook my head and said ¨What more riches can I possible have.¨ I said losing hope. Slowly my belief in these fortune cookies was drifting away. I threw the cookie into my mouth and chewed in discouragement. I stared at the last cookie, sitting on the table. I grabbed it, and moved it right in front of me, and simply stared at it. I was looking at it as if this was my last thing I hoped to come true. After a moment of contemplating whether or not I want to know what this cookie has to say about my life. I picked it up; opened it, cracked it and took out the small piece of paper. ¨You will remember a memory that you thought you had lost.¨
A surge of confusion took control over the hemisphere of my brain. I started to wonder what it meant but simply couldn't find the meaning. ¨What memory could it have been.¨ I said to myself with the undertone of disbelief in my voice. This didn't make sense but deep down it felt like it had some truth behind it. There was something in me that sparked when I read it. Also as it was alive, as it was a little child inside me that has heard something good for once. I was still shook but for some reason I wanted this to actually be true. Because it felt real.
It didn't take long for me to get ready for bed. I hopped into the shower, got myself in my regular sleeping clothes. My trusty white tank top, and my blue joggers. I brushed my teeth, and headed to my bed. I placed my phone on my nightstand and climbed into bed. I laid in my bed for about 25 minutes when I heard the notification of my phone go off. I grabbed my phone to check it.
¨ Hey cute stuff wants me to come over ;) ¨
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