"You can't stop me Karma!" Amy yelled at her long time best friend.

"But what if she doesn't make you happy?" Karma replied, the evident jealousy becoming clearer.

"I don't get it. You tell me you don't feel the same but object when I finally have a date? Just because you and Liam did work out doesn't mean I don't deserve a chance at happiness Karma!" After Amy spilled out every last word, she scowled at the brunette and stormed off, leaving Karma to sulk and reevaluate everything she had said to Amy prior to the argument.

Later, Amy began to recap the fight on the phone.

"Yeah Shane, she sounded pretty jealous. No I was not hallucinating. I'm telling you, she might have some pent up feelings. Just because she dated Liam does not make her straight! Ugh, I have to go, I'm supposed to meet her at the coffee shop down the street. No, you can't stalk us to see how it goes! Alright, see ya." Amy hung up the phone after the extended conversation with her quote "GBF" Shane. Though he usually gave the best advice, today he fell flat assuming amy was wrong and Karma was showing no interest.

The tall blonde grabbed her coat and made her way out the door, right before being stopped by her slightly homophobic mother. "Where are you going, darling?" the older woman had asked.

Smirking, Amy realized this was her chance at showing her mother she was not straight. "Out, I have a date. With a girl." With that, she passed her mother and made her way down the sidewalk towards the shop, walking since she had no access to a vehicle.

When she arrived at the small venue, she was greeted by a shorter, dark haired girl. "Hi, I'm Reagan, you're Amy, right?" She questioned the blonde.

"Yeah, that's me. You're Shane's friend, the girl I'm meeting?"

"Yep! So, I ordered already, do you want to wait or get your good now?"

During the date, Amy learned Reagan was a DJ, but during the day was a waitress. They had most in common, with a few minor exceptions. Spending most of their time chatting, the good was becoming colder as the date wore on. "I had a really good time today, here's my number, call me?" Reagan said as she handed Amy a scrap of paper.

"Yeah, of course. I had a great time too." She responded. As both left, Shane stepped out from a booth and greeted Amy as she was walking out the clear glass door.

"So, I heard the date went well," he states, as Amy jumped.

"Holy crap, you scared me half to death!" The blonde yelled.

"Calm down, it wasn't even that shocking." He replied, rolling his eyes.

"Whatever, and yeah, it went really well. Thanks for paring us up, it really helped me get my mind off Karma, she's been sending a lot of mixed signals."

"Yeah, sure she had," Shane responded.

"She has! It's like she knows she likes me, but she's too scared to admit it. It's almost as if she doesn't want to have feelings for me." Amy slightly shouted.

"Been there, done that, now you've got a new girl, so who cares? If she really liked you she would tell you."

"I guess you're right." Amy responded looking, up from the pavement

"Perfect!" Shane countered as he slightly pushed Amy's shoulder. "Now it's time for you to go to your next high school party!"

"No way you know I hate those!"

"Come on please, for once?" Shane attempted to give puppy dog eyes.

"Let's see, the last time I went to one I was, one outed as a lesbian, two, had to start a fake couple with my best friend leading me to fall in love with her, and three, had it all end in me revealing my love for her and sadly altering our friendship in the worst way."

"Well there's only like a 46% chance that will happen again," Shane joked, nudging Amy on her side.

"Fine, alright, I'll go, are you happy now?" Amy responded, perplexed on how she was persuaded into going. "I hope I won't regret this."

"Oh trust me, you won't," Shane responded, secretly forming a plan to bring Karma and Amy together. Though he was the one who pushed Amy to see Reagan, it was only to make Karma jealous. Little did Amy know, The slightly redheaded brunette would be at the party tonight, too. As the plan unraveled, they reached Amy's house to get her ready.

The party at seven, giving them two hours to get ready. Wow Shane was already, Amy took a bit longer. "I don't get it, why are the only shirts you own plaid or have food on them?" Shane complained.

"I don't know why but plaid just looks good on me, and food just looks good," Amy replied.

"Ha ha, very funny. I guess you can wear plaid, you do look pretty good in it. We have about thirty minutes to get there. Any late night gossip you want to talk about first?" Shane asked, checking his phone.

"Well, I heard Liam attempted to sleep with two girls this week after Karma dumped him he sleeps with girls when he's depressed or something." Amy revealed.

"Yeah, when this girl rejected him, he ended up sleeping with three girls in three nights. He doesn't take rejection very well."

After more secrets were spilled and the gossip had died down, they made their way to Shane's car. "You know, you never told me where this party was," Amy realized.

"Oh, no where important."

"You won't tell me which means it's somewhere bad. Is this some sort of emo satan worshiping cult party?"

"Psh, you wish. I'll tell you when we get there. Just be patient."

Amy sighed. "Fine but I get in trouble for it I'm blaming you, got it?

"Oh sweetie, if your traditional parents didn't disown you when they found out you were gay, you'll be fine."

"True. Are we there yet?" Amy huffed.

"Yep!" Shane exclaimed as he turned off the ignition.

"Wait this is-"

"Welcome to casa del Booker!" The brunette revealed as Amy pushed him over.