I woke up to my phone playing sweater weather.
I groan, who the fuck is calling at the middle of the night?I answer the phone "Hello?" I say with a sleepy voice.
"Korraaaaaaaa..." I hear a giggle on the other side "What'cha doin?"
"Asami?" I yawn "Why are you calling at-" I check the time "2 am?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, were you sleeping?" She said sarcastically "Nerd!"
"Are you drunk?"
"Are you drunk?" She mimicked me with a stupid voice "of course I'm drunk idiot!" Ahe laughed "It's junior ball night!"
Oh, that's right, it's tonight, I completely forgot about it.
"You didn't send me a picture of your dress." I mentioned.
"Come over and see."
"What?"
"Come over and see!" She repeates and giggles again.
"Sam's I'm not a junior." I laugh.
"Whateverrrrr!" She whines "I host this fucking party, I make the rules! You need to come over."
"Asami..."
"You're coming."
"Asami..."
"I'm sending a cab."
"Asami!"
"Bye Korra! Wear something nice!" She says sweetly and hangs up.
I groan in frustration and drop my phone, I was so ok with going back to sleep right now.
But I suppose someone does need to go make sure Asami doesn't do anything stupid while drunk.
Also getting drunk with Asami doesn't sound half bad.
These are decent points, I sigh and get up to get dressed, I open my closet and look at my options.
First things first, no dresses, I decide, I should wear something comfortable, Asami could be wild.
How about just a plain t-shirt? No I should dress up a little more.
Why? It's only Asami.
But they're all going to be dressed up from the ball! I can't just wear pijama's!
How about your blue crop top and grey low rise jeans? Show off those abs for once!
That's a good idea, I decide and pull my pijama's off, I claps on a bra, then I take out the crop top and jeans and wear them.
Not bad, I think checking myself out in the mirror, but I should probably brush my hair a little.
A few minutes later I hear a beep outside of my house, probably the cab driver.
I grab some cash and put on flip flops, I put a note on the fridge for my parents that says "Not dead, went to Asami's" since I don't know when I'll be back, then I leave.
After a very silent and awkwardly car ride, I leave a 5 yuans tip for the cab driver and knock in Asami's door.
A brown haired boy with a white button up and a loose tie over his shoulder openes the door.
"Damn! His eyes went up and down my body "And who are you gorgeous?" He leaned on the door frame and smirked.
I blush "Uh... I'm Korra..." I mumbled nervously "Asami invited me?"
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What we once were
FanfictionAfter 5 years, Korra is finally ready, ready to open up about her ex-bestfriend, her first love and heartbreak. but what happened all those years ago? What happened between them? Why couldn't she let go? And most importantly, where is Asami Sato, an...