The game is on

Chapter 4: Pep talk

"What is it?" Korra asked and threw the water bottle in her bag, after taking it out of her locker. She'd take a quick shower before putting on her football outfit, Korra decided.

"Nah, nothing much. Just that the coach will be later, he'll be in time though."

" Wait, what?! You called me here for just that? Seriously dude?" Korra said, gritting her teeth. "Since when is something like that so urgent that you need me an hour before the game?"

"Geez, calm down Korra. It's your job to take over when the coach isn't here, you know that. Chill man, it'll be fine."

"Yeah, sure. Whatever." The quarterback grabbed one of the two clean towels from her bag, along with clean underwear and the outfit's shorts and shirt. She left the bulky protective padding sitting beside the bag. It could wait until she needed it.

"By the way, who was that hot chick you were talking to?" her teammate said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Don't even think about it, Hanok," Korra warned him, not liking his expression nor the sound of his voice. He was pretty much the ladies-man of their team, going through several girlfriends a month; if they even were girlfriends.

"Wait, what do you—? Oh, no Korra, I think you got me wrong. I wasn't talking about me" Hanok explained, a smug grin plastered on his face. Korra's glare disappeared and was replaced by surprise; her mind seemed to need a few moments to process.

"But then who were you referring to—?" Suddenly it clicked, she understood what Hanok meant. She snickered nervously and wove the comment away. "Oh Hanok, very funny."

"I'm not joking here, Korra. I'm actually being serious for a change, shocking; I know." Korra felt Hanok's hand firmly pat her shoulder, the smug look still on his face. "I'd say; Go for it." Hanok turned around and walked out, leaving Korra alone in the dressing room; towel and clean underwear still in her hands. "That also counts for that shower you were going to take!" she heard Hanok shout from far away. Korra shook her head, trying to clear it, then stripped down until she was only dressed in her underwear.

"Right, shower" she mumbled to herself, then fast-walked to the shower-space around the six foot high brick wall that separated it from the dressing room. Korra laid her clean underwear, outfit and towel on top of the brick wall and pushed the button on the wall to get the water running. The quarterback wasn't really paying attention and flinched when the water touched her skin, she shrieked and stepped away from the water; it was freezing cold. "Shit, stupid showers"

The shower allowed her to think, mainly about Hanok's comment. Korra was surprised by it at first, but somehow it still didn't leave her thoughts. She'd never really been with anyone, officially, just because she'd never liked anyone that way before. Asami was beautiful; there was no denying that, she seemed like a sweet and kind person too. Would Hanok know more than Korra herself?

"Nah, Hanok's just trying to get me," Korra muttered to herself and quickly finished her shower, dried herself off and got dressed.

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When she walked around the wall, into the dressing room, she saw the rest of the girls from the team had arrived now too.

"Korra!" they all cheered and Korra chuckled.

"Hi girls, ready for the game?"

"Absolutely! Let's kick some ass!" Korra chuckled again and high-fived the others, she saw that everyone was pretty much ready. They all only needed to put on their jerseys over their pads and their helmets and they'd be good to go, except for Korra who also still had to put on her cleats. "But where's the coach?"