A/N: Okay! So, hey! This is the first Fanfiction story I've uploaded in.. Well, years actually.. So, be kind, okay? ^^ I have this major obsession with Faking It at the moment, I think it's great, honestly! And, I'm a sucker for Jealous!Couple stories, so here's one of my own! If you could, I'd love some feedback, how I can further improve and if you have any ideas on how I could continue this story, maybe? I might not update this, I might just leave it as it is *Shrug* It's your call! ;D
But hey, enjoy! I hope it's okay, I'm sorry for mistakes and what-not. And, sadly, I do not own the show, nor the people. Only these words are mine. *Cries*
Amy and I are A* Actresses, we managed to convince the whole school that we're actually girlfriends, which is crazy right? We somehow have everybody at our feet just because we now hold hands and kiss every now and then, which feels kinda ridiculous if you were to really look into it, but hey; it's pretty cool!
To think that all we had to do was call ourselves lesbians and do a little bit of simple acting and we'd be unstoppable.. I wish we'd of thought of it earlier!
So, I know that it's just my impeccable acting right now that is causing me to look across all the lounging teenagers on the bright green grass to that girl beside Amy, a firm glare in place, and it's only my fantastic acting that causes my stomach to flip angrily every time that girl seems to deliberately touch my girlfriends wrist, no matter how 'fake' our relationship may be. And it's- Wait! What is that bitch doing? Is she- why is she dragging her hand up and down Amy's arm?! She can't do that! And, why is Amy smiling?
I also know, for sure, that it's my incredible acting that causes me to march right over to Amy and her friend without much thought, stepping over groups of kids laying down, nearly tripping over their legs in my haste. I feel dizzy, I'm seething and I just really want that girl to back off. I approach them swiftly and am only slightly embarrassed that I'm tired from how fast I just walked; the anger managing to suppress my tiredness though, somewhat.
"Hey, Karma! This is-" Amy begins, oblivious to the problem occurring right now with this flirty, girlfriend stealing brunette girl in front of us both. Not wanting to know anything about this girl, I bitterly cut in.
"I don't need to know; Amy, Sweetie, we have to go!" I say, trying to fake a bright smile, roughly grabbing Amy's arm to leave.
"Woah, wait! I'm in the middle of a conversation here!" She says, pulling away slightly and I growl lowly to myself, stopping my movements to look at Amy and her friend, inspecting the girl; she's pretty, I'll give her that. Long brunette hair, cute dress, expressive eyes looking adoringly at Amy.. I raise an eyebrow at her, though she seems undeterred, looking at Amy, smiling shyly.
"I'm sorry, I can find you another time, if that's better?" and now I'm positively livid, when does she expect to talk to Amy, when I'm not around, I presume. She's trying to steal my girl! I discretely glare at her, not happy that she's still here. I reach down and gently entwine my fingers with Amy's, and look over to her, though she is looking down at our joint hands; she's really beautiful, and the sun is shining down on her and- Have her eyes always been that dark?
Suddenly, Amy looks back up, replying to Girlfriend-Stealer over here "N-no! No, now's fine! Karma, this is Sarah; she is in charge of the Homecoming dance, she wanted our input on how it should be decorated" Ha! That's funny. Our input, of course, and she waited for a time when Amy and I weren't together to discuss it, huh?
"It's a pleasure" I say, sarcastically. Amy looks at me, grimacing, before looking down at our hands and it's only then that I realise I'm basically crushing her hand right now, I quickly loosen my death grip and sheepishly say "Sorry", smiling innocently up at her before bringing my free hand over to enclose her hand between both of mine, stroking her fingers in a silent apology. 'Great acting, Karma; go you! We're so believable!' and I smile proudly to myself.
Sarah laughs nervously, looking at our hands "Well.. I-uhh, I think I have everything I need, anyway. But, if I need anything else, I'll be sure to grab you at some point" she says, fidgeting with the hem of her dress.
"Yeah, I'm sure you will" I mutter to myself, but it seems I wasn't low enough because Amy gives me a confused look, also looking kinda angry, before turning back to Sarah.
"Okay, I'm happy to talk anytime" she offers; God, she's so kind. How is she just that kind? This girl is amazing. I smile to myself, I have a great girl- BESTfriend. I have a great bestfriend. I frown, that's odd? 'I must really be getting into this role, huh?' I think to myself, before nodding, 'that must be it'.
"Well, bye" The girl breathes out before quietly strolling away from us, seeming much less energetic than she was moments ago. I look up at Amy and smile before moving to find somewhere shady for us to sit, but am pulled back before I can get anywhere.
"What?" I say, turning to look at her, she's taller than I am, which really used to bother me, but now I find it quite nice, I don't know what changed, honestly. She is just the perfect height; I'd love to be as tall as Amy. I don't meet her eyes; instead I look down and begin to play with the ends of her hair, she has really pretty hair. It's so soft and always smells so good! I'm brought out of my own little Amy-appreciation rant by Amy's sudden outburst.
"That poor girl looked like she wanted to fall down a well once you came over! She just wanted to help out!" Amy exclaimed, looking down at my hands.
"Well, us being fake girlfriends isn't going to work if you have girls falling all over you! You're meant to be mine, not theirs!" I whine to her, she doesn't seem to understand the seriousness of this situation!
"She wasn't 'falling all over' me! And even if she was, I wasn't reacting in any way that may have looked bad!" She said, exasperated. She's so confused! I continue to play with her hair, before she says "Get your tiny hands off my hair, Karma! I'm talking to you!" she shouts slightly while moving away a little, making me look up, removing my hands completely form her.
"Oh, but you wasn't pulling away from her grabby hands, where you?!" I say sharply, and a little too loudly, it seems; people are turning their heads at us. And, then I pout, "Hey, my hands aren't tiny"
"Karma, please. She was just being kind" She says, looking around, before turning back to me with a grin "You do trust your girlfriend, don't you" She says, fake-pouting. And, god; as much as I try not to smile, it just happens. This is always the case with Amy, she lights me up! "And yes, your hands really are!" She laughs loudly "But that's okay, small hands are better than big ones!"
"Oh, shut up!" I say, but with a bright smile, but then I catch a guy looking Amy up and down and act on impulse, it seems, because before I know it I'm pulling Amy towards myself and am leaning up to capture her bottom lip between mine. And, I'm sure that just before our lips met, I heard her breath hitch; or was that me? I gently bite down on her lip with my teeth, smiling brighter at what seems to be a gasp, before releasing it and instead taking her top lip between my lips 'Superb acting, Karma! Bravo!' I think, smiling slightly into the kiss, I gently hold onto her waist, and feel her snake her hands around my neck and it's all so delicate and soft and- Shit, what am I thinking? Wh-What?
I pull back suddenly, brow furrowed and eyes still closed, before slowly opening my eyes and-Fuck, she's so beautiful. Amy slowly opens her darkened eyes and she's looking at me like-like.. I can't even understand what that look is, what is that? But, Christ, it's breathtaking and I'm panicking. I'm panicking because I shouldn't be thinking this and she shouldn't look that incredible to me and my heart shouldn't be pounding and I'm so confused, what is happening? I pull back from her, letting go of her waist, I search her face for something, I'm not sure what, but.. Just, something. However, looking at her is making me lose more air the longer I stand here so I go to walk past her, not anticipating her grabbing my arm and we're so close, we're so damn close and her eyes are sparkling in the sun and her lips- God, her lips.. No! No, not her lips!
"Are you okay?" She says, quietly. No, I'm not okay! I suddenly feel like I've had all the oxygen sucked out of me and I don't know what I'm feeling!
"M-me? Ye-yeah! Of course! I'm great! Well, I've gotta go, Girlfriend! But, I'll see you later, kay?" I say quickly, a tense laugh escaping my mouth, before I basically run away from her and lock myself in the girl's toilets.
I'm breathing heavily and I think my hearts exploding. I lean against a wall, trying to understand what just happened and failing epically at doing so. I move to the mirror, staring at the dishevelled reflection of myself, gripping the sink in front of me so tightly that my knuckles are white. I release a breath of air I didn't even realise I was holding and look down.
'What's happening to me?'