A/N: So...this is my first fic, it will probably be obvious. I'm sure there are plenty of stories that are similar to this...which I'm not even sure where this story is going to go. I am sorry for any mistakes...positive feedback, constructive critisism, and ideas are welcomed/wanted. If you hate this story just give me a frowny face or something.

P.S. this is a lot of dialogue, so if you don't like people talking turn back now.

Okay, well, I hope you enjoy!

*I own nothing from Faking It*

Chapter 1.

"Amy wake up…Aaammmyyy…AMY!" Lauren looked at her stepsister from their joined bathroom in disbelief. "This bitch needs an actual alarm clock" She muttered to herself rolling her eyes. She look around the bathroom and smirked.

"What the…" Amy shot up wide awake. She looked around her room while rubbing her head and noticed Lauren in the bathroom doing her makeup. "Did you throw something at me?"

"Depends…" Lauren stated not looking away from the mirror. Amy looked around her bed and found the object in question.

"You threw your hormone pills at me?! Of all the ways to wake someone up…your hormone pills, really?!" Amy was out of bed and in the doorway of the bathroom holding out the pill bottle and looking at Lauren incredulously.

"I tried waking you up nicely at first." Lauren responds shrugging her shoulders. She finishes her eyeliner and gives a side glance in the mirror and finally looks at Amy.

"I'm guessing our definitions of nice are completely different." Amy scoffed looking down at the shorter blonde.

"I yelled…once."

"You're ridiculous."

"And you're a hibernating bear!"

"Sorry it's one of my favorite hobbies." Amy said over her shoulder as she went back into her room to change for school.

"You're such a dork." Lauren replied turning on her heels. "And hurry your ass up, the bus will be here soon and I am not waiting for you!"

Amy rolled her eyes at her stepsister as she buttoned her skinny jeans. She threw on a blue V-neck and found her favorite gray zip up sweatshirt on the floor across her room. Picking it up she smelled it and deemed it "clean enough" sliding it on. Going to the mirror she brushed her hair, which is all she had to do because it had a natural wave that every girl wanted but Amy acted like she didn't care about. She put a little mascara on, grabbed her book bag, threw on some boots and was out the door. Getting ready for school wasn't a big deal to Amy. She never really tried to stand out or get noticed so she wore what she wanted and never thought twice what other people might think of her.

Amy and Lauren got along well enough to where they didn't hate each other, but that didn't make them the best of friends per say. Once on the bus Lauren found her usual seat at the front so she could be first off and Amy slinked towards the back so she didn't have to deal with anyone. Everyone sat in the same spots usually but today someone made the huge mistake of sitting in Lauren's seat.

"Um…what are you doing?" Lauren spit at the girl sitting where no one dared to sit. The girl either had a death wish or was deaf because she didn't even look up from her phone. Amy was peeking over her seat, silently praying for the girl to just acknowledge Lauren so she didn't have to explain to her mother and Bruce why their other daughter was in jail for murder.

"I said…" Lauren snatched the girl's phone, "what are you doing?!" The girl twisted in her seat looking at Lauren like someone just chopped her arm off. Amy noticed the headphones dangling from the phone.

"What the hell?!"

"Get out of my seat!"

"Okay psycho, all you had to do was ask." The obvious new girl got up and side stepped out of Lauren's way extending her hand towards her phone. Narrowing her eyes, Lauren gave the phone back and sat down in a huff. She took that way too well. Amy thought.

The girl slid her phone in her back pocket and turned around allowing Amy to see her face for the first time.

"Holy shit..." she whispered to herself. How is someone that attractive? How does she get her hair that color?...is it red or brown…is she wearing contact lenses? Cause there is no way her eyes are THAT green...I wonder what she looks like when she smiles…wait…holy shit…she's coming back here…oh no…I'm not prepared…shit shit shit

Amy nervously looks away as the attractive girl approaches and stops her inner monologue. She pulls her phone out to make it seem like she didn't watch the girl walk the whole length of the bus. Amy realizes she actually has a text so as she's writing her reply she doesn't notice the girl has sat in the seat across from her.

"Do you know that crazy bitch?"

Amy freezes with her finger above the send button and slowly looks at the girl. She's even more amazing up close…

"Uh-" She covers her stutter with a cough. Smooth… "Ye-yeah, everyone knows her." Amy finally manages to say, sliding her phone back into her jacket.

"Is she always that nasty?" The girl asks not breaking eye contact.

"Most of the time." Amy answers truthfully.

"Damn…" The girl sighs. She then shakes her head and sticks out her hand. "I'm Karma…Karma Ashcroft"

Amy looks at Karma's hand and back at her face. She has a small smile and kind eyes, Amy could tell she just wanted to make a friend after that awkward/terrible experience with Lauren. Karma slightly detracts her hand, a cloud of confusion and embarrassment covers her eyes. Amy realizes she must have been staring with her mouth in a little "o" for too long. Recovering, she grabs Karma's hand before she can pull it back any further.

Trying to ignore the tingling sensation running up her arm she says "Hi, I'm Amy…Raudenfeld."

"Nice to meet you Amy." Karma says shaking the other girl's hand with a smile showing all of her perfectly white teeth.

I'm in trouble… Amy thinks to herself

Hester High blew Karma's mind. She had always heard about how accepting and liberal the school was but it seemed like a movie to her. It was like Mean Girls, except completely backwards.

Karma decided to explore the school during her free period, thinking she may run into Amy, which she wouldn't be mad about. Amy had intrigued her. She seemed nice but the way the blonde looked at her was different, not a bad different, but different nonetheless. And when she grabbed my hand my whole arm tingled…

BZZZ…BZZZZ…

Karma pulled her phone from her back pocket and rolled her eyes at the message…

*MOM*

-Hey sweetie, just wanted to check in.

Your cosmic energies have made a slight shift.

HOPE YOU MADE SOME FRIENDS!

Love you!

"Jesus Christ woman, it's been 3 hours since you've-"Karma's rant was cut off when a shoulder hit her square in the forehead, knocking her back a couple steps and making her phone drop.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"

Karma instantly bent down to pick up her phone thinking of the dozen or so remarks to tell this person but when she got back up all thoughts left her mind. Holy shit…

"Are you okay? Seriously, I'm so sorry."

Those eyes…those lips…. Karma just stared. The guy's look of distress suddenly changed to one of confusion. He rubbed the back of his neck and glanced around nervously. "Uh…."

"Oh, God, sorry…I guess I was just dazed from the blow." Karma quickly said lightly knocking on her forehead with her knuckles. The guy chuckled and she instantly felt the blood rush to her face "Could I be any more embarrassing…" she muttered to herself.

"It would only make you cuter." The guys said obviously hearing her. She shyly smiled up at him internally reprimanding herself for her terrible habit of thinking out loud.

"Liam." He states sticking his hand out. She grabs his hand and shakes it, a little too fast, and just keeps his gaze and smiling at him. "And you are?" he prompts her.

"Oh..." she laughs nervously, "I'm Karma."

"Hmm…interesting name….I like it." He says flashing a 100 watt smile. All she can do is nod, mesmerized by his smile.

The bell rings signaling free period is over. People start to flood into the halls from all directions which pulls Karma out of her staring contest with Liam's smile. She suddenly realizes that they are still holding each other's hand and she quickly pulls hers back and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, cheeks flushing again.

"What do you have next?" He asks noticing how embarrassed she is.

"Lunch."

"Me too! Would you like to accompany me Miss Karma?" Liam asks offering his arm to her. She looks at his arm and then back to his eyes, giving a soft smile and hooking her arm through his, "I'd love to."

Amy was buzzing with anticipation, her best friend and her have this thing where they tried to scare each other and it was her turn to return the favor. Their lunch table sat under a big tree in the school yard and she was crouched on a low branch hanging right over the table. She told everyone else to wait to sit so she didn't ruin their lunches. She peaked through the branches just enough to see her best friend making their way over. She readjusted her grip so she had a swift decent. When she heard trays hit the table she let go.

"AHHHHH!" she screamed as she dropped from the tree, landing on the table in a perfect crouch.

Both bodies jumped out of their seats and fell to the ground with fear etched on their faces. Amy instantly started laughing and her friends Shane, Lauren and Theo joined in as they made their way over.

Amy hopped off the table to help the two up. Finally getting a good look at the two on the ground her smile falters.

"Jesus Christ Amy! Fuck you…that was so good!" Liam laughed taking Amy's hand to pull himself up. "Are you okay-"

"Karma?" Amy finished Liam's question. The new girl flipped her auburn hair out of her face and looked up at the questioning voice. She smiled at the blonde, "Hi, Amy!"

Liam and Amy stretched their hands out at the same time to help Karma up. They glanced at each other with a quizzical look before Karma took both of their hands to pull herself up. Amy tried to suppress a gasp at the tingles that she felt again at the small contact she was making with the other girl.

"So, is scaring the shit out of someone how you welcome them to the school?" Karma asked squeezing the two friends' hands lightly.

"No, they're just immature," A husky voice sounds next to Amy's right ear making her stiffen and pull her hand out of Karma's like she's on fire. "It's some stupid 'thing', as they call it, that they've been doing since middle school." Two arms snake around Amy's waste and pull her in. Amy relaxes into the familiar body and lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding in. She feels soft, full lips against her jaw. She looks at Karma who is watching with a curious gaze. "Hey babe."

"Hey Rea."