A/N: Sorry for taking a while to get this chapter out! Hope you enjoy!
Amy POV
For the rest of the week Karma and Reagan had been my right and left hand men. Visiting in the mornings, after school, and doing everything in 6th period. They weren't being very discreet about the obvious competition between them. I know why Karma was doing everything; I've seen her track record. She's a big people pleaser, and always has been. But what about Reagan? She's nothing like Karma; she's always getting into trouble and her grades are mediocre for AP. What's in it for her?
Karma POV
As expected, Reagan is putting up quite the fight. We are both out for blood, and everybody knows it. Luckily she has to practice with her band on Fridays so I don't have to see her today. I'm helping Ms. Raudenfeld grade some worksheets over the U.S in the early 1920's.
"Another B+" I say with distaste.
"Oh Karma, don't use that tone." The taller woman scolds.
"What tone?" I ask innocently.
"That tone of disappointment. These kids try, 'ya know! Not everyone can be a genius like you." She says playfully.
"Well I wouldn't say genius, but if you insist…" I trail off, feigning arrogance. She just chuckles and we continue in comfortable silence. A sudden ping of my phone interrupts and I check my messages.
[Lolo] They called an emergency cheer meeting, i cant pick you up! sorry karms :(
I quickly reply to her then let out a sigh. "Well that's just great." I say in defeat.
"What's wrong?" the blonde asks with concern.
"Lauren can't pick me up, she has some cheer thing. My parents are out of town so I have no ride."
"Oh well, I can drop you off. It's not a problem." she says without hesitation.
"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to intrude or anything…" I actually don't have a problem with her giving me a ride. I don't know why, but it makes me feel safe.
"Nonsense!" She takes a look at the time. "It's almost 5, we better get going. Wouldn't want to be late for my date!" My mouth makes an 'o' shape and her eyes widen in realization of what she just uttered. "Oh my, I'm sorry! That was too personal." she apologizes while blushing.
"No no," I push. "We're both adults here" almost. "So, who is the lucky guy?" I ask curiously.
"Oh, uh...Just Mr. 'o Brien."
"Oh? Him? He's...nice" I reply, with a bit of...what is that? Jealousy? I am jealous?
"Karma? Everything alright?" her voice snaps me out of my inner thoughts.
"Oh, yeah. We uh, better get going"
The car ride was awkward to say the least. The only time a word was said was when I told her when to make the turn. (She surprisingly only lives 2 blocks from me).
"Well, uh bye Ms. Raudenfeld. Thanks so much for the ride. Have fun on your um" I gulp. "Date"
"Oliver is a good guy, you know. Nothing to worry about. Which is what I'm assuming that's what's happening." She says says with a reassuring smile. I plaster a tiny one on my lips. We say the 'have a nice weekend' ordeal and I head inside.
Amy POV
Well that was awkward to say the least. When I mentioned Oliver she got kind of of cold and distant. I wonder why? I shake off the thought and head to my place. When I rush inside and take a look at everything in my closet I realize I have nothing to wear! During times like these I know the exact person to call. I dial the number and put the phone up to my ear. I hear a little noise.
"Duke? I need your help"
Karma POV
I can't stop thinking about Ms. Raudenfeld and her date. Why do I feel this burning hole in my stomach? Why am I jealous? She's an adult; she can date whoever she wants. And besides, why is it any of my business? I hang my head over the edge of my bed and sigh. Ping.
[Shane] Hey karms. sorry i couldnt pick you up. how about i make it up to you and we go out? ;)
I let out a breath. I really just feel like staying in and drowning my sorrows in ice cream, but I know Shane like the back of my hand; there's no use arguing.
[Me] Sure shaney. the usual place?
[Shane] obvi. ill swing by at 8. WEAR SOMETHING HOT!
By the time 8 rolls around I hear Shane honk his horn from outside. When Shane sees what I'm wearing (A white dress with lace at the top that's short but not too short) he gives a cat-call.
"Woah, Karms. I asked, and you certainly did deliver. You look hot." I roll my eyes at his words but thank him. After a karaoke-filled car ride, we arrive at the Twain. ('Lesbian coffee shop by day, gay bar by night', as Shane likes to describe it) At first I felt kind of uncomfortable since most girls and guys here only swing one way, but Shane gives me all the confidence I needed to approach people. Our dynamic duo is great- we usually find a gay guy with his straight guy friend or a gay guy with his lesbian girl friend. Shane appreciates my broad taste in people on nights we go out; it's more options for him to choose from. Another good thing from this place is finding another person who likes both (two) genders. It's pretty rare for some reason, but it gives me something for a stranger and I to bond over. Even if all it ends up is a drunken night out (usually nothing more than kissing, I'm not too promiscuous) it's still nice to meet someone with the same situation.
"Okay, Karma. Ready to go hunting?" Shane asks with a wicked look in his eyes once we find a parking space. Hunting? I honestly was just planning to get tipsy tonight. Especially with my confused feelings for a certain history teacher, I need to get my mind off things.
"Uh, as much fun as that sounds, I just need to have a couple drinks tonight. You can go have fun, though." I reassure, since I know he is looking for someone new. Let's just say Daniel wasn't what he was looking for.
"Karma, honey, I think you forgot who you're talking to. I'm your best friend; I know when something's up. You've been acting weird lately, and I'm assuming over a certain someone. Wanna talk about it?" Shane explains in a mothering tone.
Damn, I sort of forgot Shane and I know each other inside and out. How did it not occur to me he would find out something's up?
"Okay, yeah Shane. There's this girl, that I uh, sort of like. But she would never, ever, like me back." I sigh just thinking about it. I just admitted I like my teacher! Well, a girl.
"Karms, how could you say that? You're smokin'. Anyone would take you if they had the chance! I would, but I'm as gay as they come." I smile at his words. I can always count on Shane. But then realization hits me.
"Shaney, even if she did return my feelings, there's no way we could be together. Before you rant about how it can work, it j-just...can't. There are laws against it!" I cover my mouth when I realise what I just said.
"Oh honey. I have college boy-toys all the time. If you really like this girl, you need to give it a shot." he encourages.
"Shane...you don't understand. She could lose her job...she wouldn't give that up for me." I guess the truth comes out one way or another.
"Wait. Is this about...Ms. Raudenfeld? I knew you had a crush on her, but I didn't think it was this serious!" How does he know? Was it really obvious?
"You knew? How did you even find out?"
"Karmakins, I know you like being on the good side of your teachers, but this particular case was pretty extreme, even for you. I get that you won't ever try anything on her, that just isn't like you. How about we just go in and have some fun?"
Shane is such a good friend.
"Thanks Shaney. Yeah, let's go!"
A/N: Hope you like the story so far! I'm always open to ideas so if you have any send 'em my way. Thanks for reading :)
