Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover

There she was. The coolest, most popular girl in school, Reagan. She came in late to class which was a severe habit of hers. After she received backlash from the teacher which she responded with an eye-roll and she sat down.

She sat in the first row to the far right. That was her chair and everyone knew it. I sat in the center, back so I could have a direct view to the side of her face.

She had the sexiest profile I have ever seen. She had long, black, shiny hair almost always in a ponytail leading to purple tips. A tattoo which excellently complimented her neck and the strongest jaw that she would clench in class if she ever got mad. Which I had the pleasure of seeing every day in this class when Karma would remind the teacher of the homework she forgot to assign.

Yes the girl of my dreams was sitting only ten feet away from me but it might as well have been a thousand. Reagan was what Karma and I referred to as the "untouchables". The "untouchables" were the most popular kids of Hester High, Reagan along with Liam Booker, Shane Harvey and even my own step-sister made up this group.

Then there was Karma and I. I guess you could call us the "inbetweeners". We weren't popular or different just normal mixed with a hint of lame. But that all changed the day Karma told me of her scheme. Her ideas were usually dumb but they never really resulted in anything. This idea was dumb too but the domino effect it had was something not one person could ever predict.

*Bell rings*

"Okay, class dismissed." My relieved math teacher said.

As I head toward the cafeteria Karma catches up to me and grabs my arm.

"Amy meet me in the field just outside the library I have something to tell you." And she takes off.

"Umm… Okay."

I loved Karma. She was my best friend and despite leaving often she would always come back and that meant a lot to me, especially since my dad left and not once did he come back.

I grabbed a tray and walked outside to the field. Karma would have picked the hottest day of the year to sit outside.

As I'm sitting in the field of grass by myself I see Reagan walk outside the library toward the parking lot. Hester High doesn't want to make us feel like prisoners so they give us the choice of being able to leave for lunch which she does every day. Karma and I don't have cars and aren't friends with any of the cool kids to catch a ride out of here.

I think I must have stared too long because I saw her look at me. The turkey meat almost fell out of my mouth as her eyes connected with mine. I always get butterflies when I see her but she's never really noticed me. Except for that one time she needed to borrow a pencil which I conveniently didn't have at the time. But this glance made my stomach knot up and I felt like I was on this rollercoaster. My heart accelerated and I thought I would have a heart attack but then she looked away.

I was able to swallow my lunch and she looked at me once again. But this time I swore I saw her smile before she looked away again. I immediately turned around to see if there was someone she might have known behind me but there was no one insight.

My eyes followed her through the parking lot. I saw her get inside this shiny, black, brand new Jeep and she was off to whatever secret life she lived.

As fast as she leaves so does my happiness.

"Ouch! Karma what the fuck!"

"I thought you might be hungry so I brought you an apple." She said innocently.

"Yeah but you didn't have to throw it at me. Anyway why are we here?"

"Well this plan I have must be kept in secret. Here take this." She handed me a red and black plaid shirt.

"What is this?"

"Your outfit for tonight."

"What exactly is happening tonight?" I ask with an annoyed look on my face.

"Tonight is the night you and me announce our relationship to the entire school at Shane Harvery's party."

"Karma did you eat your mom's brownies again?"

She sighed. "No Amy, we are gonna fake lesbians so we can be popular. Well at least I'm gonna fake being a lesbian but that's the plan."

"Karma this is dumber than the time you faked being blind. I'm not doing it."

"Amy aren't you tired of being a nobody this year because I am. We are juniors and a total of ten people know our names, including our teachers. This is our way to get noticed by everyone including the untouchables. This our shot at being part of the untouchables." She said looking up, hope in her voice.

"Karma that's your excuse for every idea you have. This is different. What's the real reason we are gonna do this?"

"Word around the school is that Liam Booker has the hot's for lesbians." She mumbled quickly.

"Okay absolutely not. I'm not gonna be part of this at all." I said as I begin to stand up.

"Oh Amy please! This is all I've ever wanted. He is all I've ever wanted this year." She said with tears beginning to form.

I felt bad for Karma she's been obsessing over this guy all year and I feel like she would do the same for me.

"Ugh fine! But I'm not wearing plaid that's a stereotype. I hate stereotypes." I demanded.

She shrieked and hugged me. "You're the greatest friend a gal could ask for. So how was your day? Anything exciting happen?"

"Well I think Reagan smiled at me after class." I said proudly.

"Aww Amy your fantasy of her is so cute. The fact that you think you have a chance with her gives me hope of anything." She says genuinely.

"Really? My crush of her is unrealistic but us faking lesbians to get Liam's interest isn't a bit too much?" I say wide-eyed.

"No, not at all. You see Liam is a player but at least he's single. Reagan has been in a relationship with Duke since like freshman year. Not only are you into a straight girl but you could possibly be a home wrecker." She says matter of factly.

All I could do was roll my eyes. "But she drives a Jeep and is a DJ that's sooo gay" I whined.

"I thought you hated stereotypes?"

"Not when they work in my favor." I sighed and rested on Karma's shoulder.

Karma was right I could never get a girl like Reagan. At least that's what I thought.