Amy was tapping her fingers along the steering wheel impatiently as she stared at the door for the house she was parked in front of. She was waiting for Karma to make an appearance, the girl somehow running late as usual. As Amy wondered how the girl could possibly be running late when she woke Amy up the door finally creaked open. Amy barely resisted the urge to roll the window down to tell the girl to hurry up as she slowly sauntered across the yard, her hips swinging exaggeratedly. Amy muttered 'finally' under her breath as Karma finally cracked the passenger side door open. The other girl threw a smirk at her as she buckled herself in and Amy put the Jeep into gear while calculating that they would be late for first period. Again.
"So what'd you think?" Karma asked as she changed the station Amy was listening to. Gritting her teeth to keep from snapping at her friend Amy's grip on the steering wheel tightened.
"About what?"
"My sexy walk. I read in a magazine that shorter steps make your hips swing more which, of course, attracts more attention." Amy rolled her eyes making sure to keep an eye on the road so they wouldn't "accidentally" crash.
"Is that why it took you so long to walk the 15 feet to the car?" Amy could feel Karma's pout from the passenger seat and carefully kept her face neutral so Karma wouldn't see her irritation.
"I wanted to practice for Liam…"
"Well then why don't you ask Booker what he thinks of it?"
"I figured the whole point of having a lesbian best friend was-"
"Oh is that the reason you keep me around?" Amy couldn't hide the insulted amusement from her voice as she cut the other girl off. In turn Karma rolled her eyes.
"C'mon Amy you know that isn't how I meant it." Clenching her jaw again Amy refused to answer as she slowly made her way the last block to school. As predicted they were late.
"Ames…don't be like that. You know you're my best friend." Karma put a placating hand on Amy's arm as she put the Jeep into park. They both felt the muscles in Amy's arm tense under Karma's hand but Amy managed not to pull away like she was being burned. Instead movement caught her attention as she looked up and found herself looking into Liam Booker's eyes as he made his way to her Jeep.
"Booker's here." Was all Amy said as she opened her door and slid out of the Jeep. Grabbing her bag from the back seat she started walking towards the school, ignoring Karma as she tried to call her back.
She may have been a little socially awkward but she'd made it a point to befriend the office staff at the beginning of the year so when she stopped in on her way to class she received a pass excusing her tardiness instead of being reprimanded for it. She was unsurprised to find Liam and Karma getting berated by their first period teacher as she calmly slipped the irate woman her office pass and took a seat next to Lauren who offered a small smile in greeting. Following the events of the wedding and "Bookergate" Amy had started a tentative friendship with the smaller girl and they were surprised that they actually had some things in common; mostly a tendency for snark, quick witted sarcasm and an intelligence that was vastly underestimated by others. Either way they'd managed to bond as Amy was recovering from the wedding and the events that followed and now their bond more closely resembled one shared between sisters.
"How was the morning drive? Glad to see you were at least smart enough to stop in and get an excuse." Lauren whispered to Amy as the teacher started winding down her public humiliation of the two "lovebirds". Amy mocked putting a gun to her head causing Lauren to giggle quietly as the lesson finally started. They were both able to finish the work for the class quickly and so they spent the period quietly chatting to each other.
"How do you like the new Jeep?" Lauren asked as they waited for the last 10 minutes of class to pass. Amy beamed at the girl which made Lauren smile back on reflex. She may have gotten off on the wrong foot with the other girl but she would always maintain that at least Amy had a pure heart and intentions despite her shared façade with Karma.
"I love it! Thank you for convincing them I needed a car of my own!" Amy's excitement could be heard in her voice and was reflected in her eyes. It was extremely contagious and Lauren mentally pat herself on the back for making her sister smile like that.
"No big deal. I was sick of having to take you for donut runs so this was the most logical way to solve the problem. I have to say though. Wherever you've been going has left a mark on the Jeep. You seriously need to wash the mud off it. I can't see the black under all the mud." Lauren joked as she looked towards the parking lot. Amy followed her gaze out the window and tilted her head, a small frown on her face.
"…..ok. So it's a little dirty." Amy admits as she looks at all of the other cars shining in the lot while hers was a little dusty. Just a little though. Lauren giggles again as the bell rings and they part ways for second period with an agreement to meet up for lunch. Her next class is shared with Liam who insists on sitting next to her. He seems to be under some sort of impression that they should get along and become friends for Karma's sake. Though she's unsurprised when he sits next to her she can't contain the grimace that crosses her features. He smiles weakly at her and she rolls her eyes as she contemplates moving. Unfortunately the bell rings and class begins so she's stuck there. He whispers a hello to her and she grunts in reply hoping this period will pass quickly. Just her luck they're doing a small project that day that requires the table partners to complete. As Amy mentally curses the stupidity of the psychology project Booker is smiling at her in what she guesses is meant to be a charming way. She rolls her eyes as she pulls out some paper and his smile slips a little. Suddenly his breathing gets heavier and Amy looks up sharply wondering what's happening and mentally refusing to perform CPR if he passes out. Instead he looks at her with wide eyes and a smile as he continues his heavy breathing.
"I'm gonna be the best lab partner you've ever had." He breathes and she snorts in laughter at the reference. Her laughter is short lived and she looks at him steadily before turning back to pulling out paper and pencils. He frowns but does the same as they quietly work through the project. Amy turns it in at the end of class and rushes off to the cafeteria. She gets her food, making sure to greet Irma who gave her an extra slice of pizza, and makes her way to a table where she can see Lauren and Shane are already sitting. She plops down and starts scarffing the pizza as her friends watch in amusement.
"You missed breakfast again didn't you?" Shane asks as the first slice disappears in less than a minute. Amy nods sadly as she picks up the second slice without breaking eye contact. He smiles, completely charmed, and hands over his own slice of pizza as she continues to chew. Lauren rolls her eyes but offers up her milk as Amy grins at them still eating.
"I don't know where you put it all. Someone with a body like yours should not be allowed to eat the food that you do in the amounts that you do." Lauren muses as she picks through her salad while Shane nods beside her.
"I've seen you in your underwear and girl your abs are to die for. I just don't understand how someone who lives on grease and donuts has abs like yours. And don't even get me started on your legs!" as he laments the unfairness of life Amy looks up in time to see Karma and Liam sneaking out the doors towards the art room. Lauren catches them as well and offers Amy a sad smile. Amy frowns a little when she realizes that it doesn't hurt her to see them together as much as it used to. Shrugging it off she tunes back into the conversation as she starts in on Shane's pizza. Apparently Shane's having a party this weekend and he's discussing the plans with Lauren when they both turn their attention to Amy. Amy chokes as they both grin at her deviously and Lauren shoves the milk at her as she starts to cough on the dough she'd just swallowed. Shane rolls his eyes dramatically but leans over to pat her back regardless.
"So! We were thinking-"
"I don't think I really want to know what you were collectively thinking." Amy interrupts. They roll their eyes in unison and Amy smirks at them.
"So not funny. As you know I'm having a party this weekend and I'm expecting you to be there. No excuses. Netflix can wait one night. But! We were thinking that perhaps you might be interested in meeting a mutual friend of ours?" he states it rather than asks it. In Amy's mind she translated, "I will drag you to the party to meet this girl no matter what you do so just don't fight it."
"I don't know guys…you know partying really isn't my scene and they just put up this new documentary on Dowry burning that I was looking forward to watching this weekend…" she says. Lauren puts on her "Bitch Face" and leans forward towards Amy who leans back in reflex.
"Amy. Your documentary will be there after the party but I told this girl that you would be there and that you would keep her company. I don't want to look like a liar and you don't want this girl to think you stood her up do you? No? Good. Then I'll help you get ready tomorrow night." Considering the discussion over Lauren gets up to throw away her trash and flounces off to do God only knows what. Amy looks at Shane wide eyed and he bites his cheeks to keep from laughing at her.
"It's not gonna be so bad Amy. You'll see. We'll have fun!" he grins.
"Yeah cuz the last party I went to at your house turned out real well." She mutters as she turns back to eating her lunch. Ignoring the dig Shane starts talking about the plans again and Amy tunes out. When she hears him calling her name she realizes that he'd been calling her for a while judging by the smirk on his face.
"What?"
"When are you gonna wash your Jeep? Ladies don't love a dirty vehicle. It's all about impression. If your car's dirty what else of yours is dirty?" Amy immediately flushes but glares at him nonetheless.
"How would you know what ladies love?!" he rolls his eyes but smiles at her anyway.
"Just make sure you get it washed before the party! Who knows who you might be taking home." He winks at her as he saunters away. Realizing that lunch is coming to a close Amy throws her trash away as she makes her way to her next class mumbling the whole way about how she's not going to be taking anyone home. Regardless she makes a mental note to stop on the way home and get the Jeep cleaned.
Making her way out after last period Amy's digging through her bag looking for her keys when Karma manages to sneak up on her. She'd been avoiding Karma for most of the day, which really wasn't hard considering Karma had been so preoccupied with Liam, and was hoping to get home without the other girl noticing. Of course she instead manages to drop her bag when Karma says a chirpy hello behind her.
"Where you headed?" Karma asks, looking at her hopefully. Amy's proud of her self restraint when she manages to hold back an eye roll and scoops up her bag, her keys having helpfully fallen out of it when she dropped it.
"I'm heading to the car wash. Apparently the Jeep is looking dirty."
"Oh cool. Want some company? I thought we could have a Netflix night?" Karma asked as she made her way around the Jeep assuming the answer would be a yes. Amy's head tilts just the slightest bit as she looks at Karma over the hood.
"Actually…I have a lot of homework I have to get done after. Tomorrow?" Karma's visibly shocked and hurt as she falters a little.
"Uh-yeah. I mean sure. I actually have a lot of homework too now that you mention it. Liam's still in the art building. I think I'll go watch him work while I get started on it…" she offers as she starts backing away. Amy just nods at her as she climbs into the Jeep and takes off. She's fiddling with the radio when she sees a girl in a bikini waving a sign that says "CAR WASH $5". Deciding the extra few dollars was worth having someone else clean her Jeep Amy pulls into the parking lot and is immediately directed by a different girl to park next to yet another girl who's wearing the shortest shorts Amy's ever seen.
Her breath catches as the girl makes her way towards Amy with a smile on her face. She has a leopard print bikini top on and the tips of her hair are dyed purple. Amy has no other way to describe her eyebrows other than "on point" and she has full, pouty lips that would probably put Angelina Jolie's to shame. It takes her a moment to realize that she's staring at the girl's well defined abs and quickly drags her eyes up as she feels heat flooding her face. The other girl, who was about her height, is smirking at her as she waits.
"Just need a car wash?" she asks. Her voice sends shivers down Amy's spine who can only nod dumbly. The other girl is still smirking at her as she nods towards a shaded area that's been set up with a cooler and chairs. Understanding the unspoken request Amy makes her way over and sits down staring intensely at the other girl who's already started cleaning off the Jeep. Amy is still staring 20 minutes later when she's waved back over, her Jeep shining in the sun though all Amy can focus on is the bit of water that's running down the girls abs and legs.
"That'll be $5 Shrimp girl." Amy's eyes snap back up but her brow furrows at the name.
"Shrimp girl?" She questions. The girl just smirks as she gestures towards Amy's shirt. Glancing down Amy blushes and wishes the world would just open up and swallow her; why did she wear the shirt with the dancing shrimps today?! Amy hands over a $10 and waves off the change as she climbs back into her Jeep.
"Stop by some other time Shrimp Girl." The girl says as she waves her off with a smirk. Amy can still feel the blush on her face a block later.
"I didn't even get her name…" she says to herself. Checking the time she decides on a course of action and makes her way to a nearby dirt lot and immediately starts doing donuts. At one point she even gets out of the car and starts flinging handfuls of dirt at her Jeep ignoring the voice in her head that tells her she's being ridiculous. She makes her way back to the car wash and hopes the other girl is still there as she's waved in again. Her heart starts pounding when she's directed towards the girl with the purple hair again. As she climbs out of the Jeep the girl is smirking at her but both eyebrows are raised as she looks at the Jeep and back at Amy.
"Weren't you just here like an hour ago?" She asks as she makes her way to Amy. Amy blushes and averts her eyes as she mumbles out an answer.
"There was…a lot of dirt on my way home? I was hoping you could help me out?" Amy shifts uncomfortably and she can feel the girl staring at her. She finally risks a glance up. The other girl is grinning at her mischievously as she leans against the Jeep. She waits for Amy to make eye contact with her before she answers in the most seductive tone Amy's ever heard.
"I'd be happy to do your undercarriage too, no charge." She answers with a wink. Amy's face gets even redder if that's possible as she nods dumbly. The girl laughs and waves her back towards the same shaded area. As Amy's walking away the other girl calls out to her: "Reagan."
Amy turns, confused and meets the other girl's eye. She's biting her lip and Amy's like 95% sure she's checking her out when she looks Amy in the eye again. "My name is Reagan."
Amy beams and responds, "Amy" before continuing her walk. She misses the way Reagan definitely checks her out as she walks away. She doesn't miss the way Reagan winks at her every time she looks over and catches Reagan staring though and she sighs happily. Car washes: best decision ever!
A/N: Sooo…this is my first Faking It fic ever. Please review and definitely leave constructive criticism. I have more planned for this story but if there's no further interest in it I think its fine as a one-shot here. I'm aware the characters are a little out of character but this is my take on how things could have gone after the wedding. Especially now with the 2B trailer out and my dreams of Reamy endgame have been dashed . Anywho, please review and thanks so much for reading!
