Summary: Amy and Karma really screwed up this time. But in their defense, what happens at Shane Harvey's party is supposed to stay at Shane Harvey's party... Right? Plus you can't really be blamed for what happens when you're trashed.
So, We Did That.
o1: Sleeping With Your Best Friend
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Karma slowly opened her tired eyes and let out a very unattractive grunt. Fuck, she thought to herself as she placed her hand on her head. Her head was throbbing and the sunlight piercing through the cracks in her blinds only added to the pain. What the hell happened last night, the redhead mumbled. She jolted upright and quickly decided that was a bad idea as soon as the nausea kicked in. Karma laid back down, closed her eyes, and began trying to recall the night before. Shane Harvey's party. Booze. Amy. Beer pong. Booze. Booze. Everyone thinks we're lesbians. "Everyone thinks we're lesbians?" That last thought had popped out of her mouth.
"Yeah," A muffled sound came from under the heavy covers. "Does this mean they're right?"
Karma tossed the blanket off of her and the other voice. "Amy?" Amy. Booze. Lots of booze. Amy. Amy. Kissing. Amy. "Amy!" She shouted. "Were you here all night?"
"No, I just popped in to check up on you." The blonde rolled her eyes and chuckled a little. "Of course I was here all night. You don't remember anything?"
Sure she did. She remembered booze and Amy, wasn't that enough? Karma realized she was in a t-shirt and no underwear. Not just any t-shirt, either. Amy's shirt; the one she was wearing last night. Memories flooded over her. Amy. Kissing Amy. Her hands on me. My hands on her. Amy. Amy. "Um, so." She felt awkward. And a little nauseous. Okay, a lot nauseous but she decided that wasn't because of her and Amy; it's because of her massive hangover. "So, did we? Uh," Karma stumbled over her words. "Did we do anything?"
Amy nodded, "Yeah. We did that." She wrapped a sheet around her naked body. "This is weird so I'm just gonna go in the bathroom and get dressed."
"Um, things aren't going to..."
"Get awkward?" Amy finished the redhead's sentence. "No. We barely remember anything anyway, right?"
"Right." Wrong. Karma remembered nearly everything. By now all the memories of the night before had come back. She remembered how she pretended to be blind to become popular, she remembered getting invited to Shane's party, she remembered drinking a lot of beers, she remembered how Shane insinuated that her and Amy were in a relationship, and how she kissed Amy to show off her newfound "lesbianism". Karma remembered how one thing led to another and they ended up back at Karma's house. In her bedroom. Kissing. Touching. Kissing and touching. She remembered how it felt so wrong but right. "You promise we're okay?"
Amy busted out of the bathroom, dressed in her spare clothes she often left at Karma's. "We're fine." She picked up her bag laying on the floor. Amy looked her best friend up and down and decided she likes how Karma looks in her shirt. "See you at school."
Karma wanted to say something but didn't know what. So instead she watched her friend leave. I can't believe I slept with my best friend, her mind rambled. She's never thought of her friend in that way; she's never thought of any girl in that way. Not that she was totally against it. She did get turned on when she watched Black Swan for the first time with Amy. But she figured, who wouldn't? It's Mila Kunis.
She laid back down and threw the covers over herself. What the fuck did I do?
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Karma usually met her best friend at the bus stop. They would sit on the bench together, talk about Karma's total lack of allure, and wait for that brightly colored yellow bus to take them to school.
But today was different; there was no Amy waiting for the redhead. There was only an empty seat. Karma put on a pout and scratched her head in confusion. What the hell, her thoughts were scrambled. She immediately pulled out her cell phone and tried making a call but to no avail. She redialed and when there was no answer a second time, Karma sent out a text message.
what the fuck Raudenfeld?
are we not going to school
today? where are you?
call me xxx
When there was no response back, she realized this must have something to do with the other nights events. She knew it would screw up their friendship; although Amy reassured her it wouldn't. Karma quickly texted once more.
please talk to me.
i miss you.
She sat down and closed her eyes. Amy, kissing Amy. Her lips were so soft and that smile... Her eyes widened as the realization hit her, oh my god! I slept with my best friend! I fucking slept with my best friend and liked it! She didn't fully grasp that last part yet, but this was just the beginning of her story.
Author's Note: and that was that! ;) I know it was short but that's because the second chapter is really long and I wanted you guys to get the feel of where his story is starting. It's an AU for S1 Ep1.
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