What to Expect when You're in High School

KOV

Hi, my name is Korra Scott. My dad's a business man, so we constantly have to move place to place. We used to live in houses, but then it switched to penthouses in hotels. Now we moved to Republic City High. Oh joy! More heartbreaks, bitches, douche bags, friends, enemies, and all that shit.

But it's different this time, were staying here for a year. That means I can stay here for my senior year. And after high school I can go to Paris for my first semester in college.

What about your mom? Well, my mom died in a plane crash when I was five. Don't worry, I'm not a insecure loner or a bullied outcast.

Cliché or not, but I love to cheer. Yep, I'm a cheerleader, so I must be a whore.

Nope….

I'm not stuck up or anything. So none of that cliché shit you see in bullying movies or Disney channel shows.

Onto my shitty life that you guys love to read about….

Tomorrow Morning.

I got out of my bed and took a shower. I dried my hair and picked out my clothes.

I picked out a grey laced shirt, shorts, and sandals. No heels for me, it's not worth sore feet. (Link in profile.)

I grabbed my phone and put it into my bag. I headed downstairs and kissed my dad at the table.

"Aren't you gonna eat, Korra?"

I rolled my eyes as I grabbed the keys for my car. "Dad, it's my first day. Try not to sass me for once?" I asked pouting.

Dad gave in a kissed me on the cheek.

I ran to the elevator, "Bye dad!"

I ran out of the hotel and into the parking lot.

I got into my red Beetle, no I don't have a Porsche, motorcycle, or take the bus.

At School.

First day and I'm already lost. So far I've seen smokers, PDAers, perverts, bitches, and shit. I'm walking through the school like a idiot when I run into someone. Cheesy right?

"Hey watch it, bro," that guy said.

Weird, that voice sounds very oddly familiar.

I raised a brow, "I'm not a bro, I'm a girl. And I'm sorry for bumping into your shitty back, jackass."

"Korra?" the guy turned around.

Awe, fuck.

It was Mako. My EX boyfriend Mako, who moved when I was fifteen to who knows where. I didn't know he lived here.

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK!

I sheepishly smiled, "Hey Mako. Long time, no see."

Mako nodded, still amused.

"Well it was nice seeing you," I playfully punched his arm and walked away.

Of course, some kind of shit just has to go down.

Mako just brought back so many memories. Sad, happy, and joyful ones.

Flashback,

Mako straddled me, kissing my neck. I couldn't help, but moan. I could feel him smirk into my neck.

"I love you," I said as I kissed him on the lips.

"I love you too, Korra," he kissed me back as he took off my shirt.

And that was the night I gave Mako my virginity.

I've texted him at least twenty times after that night, but no reply. He has never made contact after that night.

I have cried time after time for that asshole.

It's been three months when I decided to forget about him.

End of flashback.

Fuck, I can't believe that douche goes here. Awe damn.

I ran outside of the school and got into my car. I know missing first period on my first day isn't very good, but I needed to clear my head.

I decided to go to the gas station.

"Korra?"

Please don't be Mako. Please don't be Mako.

I turned around to be met with familiar amber eyes.

"Iroh is that you?"

He nodded and I ran up to him and hugged him.

Iroh chuckled as he lifted me up, "Hey Kor, I didn't know you guys moved to this place," he said as he put me down.

Iroh and I are childhood friends. Our parents are close. But I'm not into him like that. Eww, the thought is gross.

"Yeah, just got here yesterday. But guess who goes to my school?"

"Who?"

"Mako."

Iroh's face hardened and he visibly clenched his fist, "That motherfucker goes to your school. I'm gonna go there and shove his dick-"

"Iroh, calm down. Forgive and forget?"

"Fine, but shouldn't you be in school?"

I sheepishly smiled, "Yeah, but I needed to think for a while. I'll be coming back, though. Shouldn't you be in school too?"

He smirked, "I'm going to your school tomorrow. I'm transferring, now I can be entertained as you deal with your problems in high school."

I pouted and punched his arm, "Please don't be all creepy stalker on me!"

"Awe please?"

"No."

"But what if I only-"

"Iroh."

"Only a little-"

"Iroh, I swear I will send your-"

"Okay, I'll try not to be too overprotective. Kor, you're like a little annoying sister I never had."

"IROH!"

"Okay, I'll stop. Damn."

Cliché 1: Awkward tension betweeen you and your ex.

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