Chapter 4

Three weeks later

Karma woke up early on a Saturday morning, took a shower, brushed her teeth and went downstairs to where her parents were making breakfast. "Morning, sweetheart."

"Hi Mom, hey Dad," she yawned. They both smiled at her, setting a plate of chocolate chip pancakes, sausage and bacon in front of the girl. "Thanks."

"No, problem, honey," her Dad said, taking a bite of bacon. There was a knock at the door.

"It's open!" her Mom shouted. The door swung open and Amy walked in, slipped her shoes off and then kissed Karma.

"Hey," she smiled.

"Hey yourself," she chuckled and gave her a hug. "What're you doing here this early?"

Amy fained hurt. "Do you not want me here?"

The strawberry blonde shook her head, sitting on a stool. "Of course I do, I just wanted to know why you're here?"

"I wanna take you somewhere," she said, looking over at Karma's parents and smiling. They nodded in approval. "Please?"

Karma smiled. "Okay, let me just go get dressed." Amy gave her a look. "What?"

"You look fine…"

"You're just saying that because you want to leave right now, am I wrong?"

Amy kissed her on the forehead and Karma's parents gripped and their chests. "Yes."

"Whatever, I'm changing anyways." she smirked, kissed her on the cheek and ran up to her room. Amy looked over at Karma's parents who jerked their heads towards the stairs.

"If you don't help her, she'll be up there for two hours," her Dad said, soft smile on his face.

"Don't I know it," she mumbled before running up the stairs. She knocked lightly on the door before opening it and walking in. Karma jumped and threw a pillow at her. Amy didn't care, all she could do was stare, and stare and stare because Karma was wearing something kinda… intricate for a Saturday morning date. "Do you know something I don't?"

Karma slid her jeans up and buttoned them. "Huh?"

"You're wearing lace underwear… do you know something I don't?"

She laughed. "If you think you're getting lucky today, keep dreaming."

Amy gave her a look. "Whatever you say, kid."

She rolled her eyes before linking their hands together. "Well, where are we going?"

The blonde shrugged, smirk on her face before dragging her downstairs to say goodbye to her parents. "I'll have her back in time for supper, promise."

Karma's Mom smiled. "Amy, honey, you can stay for supper if you'd like?"

Amy smiled and nodded. "I'd like that, thank you." And then they were gone, in Amy's black Mustang driving on the highway. They listened to music for most of the ride and they also held hands for most of the ride. "Your hands are sweaty."

Karma hit her on the arm. "They are not, butt face," she argued, pouting.

The blonde laughed, and turned onto an exit. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, but you should have seen the look on your face."

"I hate you."

"No you don't."

"Yes, I do."

"No, you don't."

"Whatever," she mumbled. Amy smiled and shook her head. She pulled into a gravel parking lot and turned the car off. "Why are we here?"

"Just, shhh," she said, opening her door. She went around to the other side and opened Karma's door for her and offered her hand. "M'lady," she smirked.

"You're such a dork," she said before grabbing her hand. They held hands as they walked down to the lake. There were two fishing poles, a can of worms, sinkers, fire wood, salt and pepper.

"Well… what do you think?"

"Uh… it's… nice?" she said slowly as Amy rolled her eyes. "But what's it for?"

"Remember our first date when you told me you've never gone fishing?"

Karma looked at her, half smile on her face. "You remember that?"

"Of course I do," she said like it was obvious. She picked up one of the poles, made sure everything was hooked, screwed and connected right before handing it to Karma. "Okay, so, well… uh, there's kind of nothing to compare fishing to so uh… I'll help you, okay?"

"Sure."

"Promise to stay focused on the fishing, no matter what?"

"Um…" she gave her a weird look, "yeah, I guess."

Amy smirked. "Great." she picked up her pole and unwinded the line a little bit before thrusting it towards the water. "What and learn, kid."

Karma found a rock and sat on it. "Stop calling me that," she complained, throwing a pebble at Amy.

"As soon as you stop throwing things at me," she called over her shoulder, reeling the line back in with a fish flapping on the ground.

"How did you…"

"I used to fish with my Dad every weekend." she shrugged and jammed the butt of her pole into the sand to keep the fish submerged in water. "I really hope you were paying attention, because it's your turn."

Flashback

"I'll be over in five minutes, make sure you're ready, okay?"

"I will be."

Amy hung up the phone and stopped at a red light. She'd never admit it but she was kind of nervous. She hasn't been on a date since she was with Marissa. "Shit," she breathed, speeding up through the stop sign she forgot to stop at.

Eventually she safely pulled into Karma's driveway, got out, grabbed the flowers and went up to the door. She knocked twice and Karma answered, wearing a frilly beige shirt with a large brown leather belt and a tucked in denim shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Amy took a breath and handed her the flowers. "You look… wow."

She smiled. "Thanks, you don't look bad yourself."

"Ready?"

"Yeah, just a second," she said, before walking back inside and putting the flowers in a vase.

"Now are you ready?"

Karma hit her on the arm. "Shut up, Raudenfeld."

Amy pouted. "Aw, we're back on a last name basis?"

She smirked and shrugged before getting into the car. Amy drove them around; through Dallas, through small towns all while talking about their lives. The lights were almost as bright as Karma's smile or Amy's eyes, but not quite. "So, where do you want to go to college?"

The blonde thought on that. "I don't know, wherever you go, I guess."

Karma laughed. "Shut up, you're just saying that. Where do you really want to go?"

"Okay, okay," she took a breath, "I was thinking of going to either New York or California, and I know they're on completely different sides of the country but they both have really nice colleges, you know?" she glanced at Karma. "What about you?"

"New York definitely, I really want to be on Broadway someday."

Amy smiled and slipped her hand into hers. "You will be."

"How do you know that?"

"I've heard you sing," she smirked, "and you have a… strong personality."

"What the hell does that mean?" she challenged. "Are you saying I'm a pain in the ass?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

They kept talking about the things they've done, where they've been, where they want to go and what they want to do with their lives. Eventually, they stopped at McDonald's but kept arguing about who was going to pay, and, being the persistent person she is, Amy ended up paying.

"I hate you," Karma mumbled, sipping her shake.

"Ooh, bad thing to say on a first date," she laughed. "Should I be worried that this isn't going to work out?"

"Eh."

"Eh?"

"Yeah," she smirked, taking another sip of her chocolate shake, "eh."

"Well, then, I guess I can't show you anything else," she sighed dramatically, putting the car in reverse and pulling out of the parking space.

"Wait, what were you going to show me?"

"I guess you'll never know," Amy smirked.

Karma groaned. "Fine, fine, I was kidding, now, what were you going to show me?"

She smiled. "I thought you were," she said before pulling off of the main road and taking a street that lead up to the mountain ranges. After a while, they passed a sign that read:

Paradise Mountain: five miles ahead.

Karma gasped. "Now way, I've wanted to go here since I was ten!"

Amy smiled. "I know."

She turned to the blonde. "How'd you know that?"

"I talked to your parents a while back and they said that was like, your biggest dream to come up here at night and look over the city so, here we are." Amy pulled into the makeshift parking lot and veered the car to the left, putting it and park and turning off the ignition.

"Oh my god, you're the best Amy Raudenfeld!" she exclaimed before leaning over and pecking Amy on the cheek. She opened the door and rushed over to the rail and looked over the city. The lights still weren't as bright as Karma's smile or Amy's eyes. They were a different kind of bright.

Amy came up from behind her and wrapped her arms around Karma's waist and rested her head on her shoulder.

"It's beautiful, Amy…" she breathed.

"And so are you."

Karma turned around the face her and smiled. "You mean that?"

Amy couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face. "Of course I do," she whispered before kissing her.

"That is not how our first date went," Karma argued, poking at the fish cooking on the fire.

"Then how exactly did it go?" she raised an eyebrow.

"We went to Burger King, not McDonald's."

"You're wrong."

"No I'm not," she said.

"Yes, you are," Amy got up and ran back to her car and started rummaging through her glove compartment. She jogged back over to their spot and held up a receipt for McDonald's, three weeks ago.

"Why'd you keep that?"

"I don't know, I wanted to remember our first date, I guess," she shrugged, stuffing the paper into her back pocket.

"You're really cute, did you know that?"

Amy smirked. "I've been told." she glanced at her watch. "But I've also been told to have you back by supper, so, we better get going."

She sighed. "Okay, but you're staying right?"

Amy smiled. "Yeah, of course."

They packed up the poles and got into the car and drove back to Karma's house. They walked inside and her parents greeted them. "Hi ladies, get whatever you want, don't be shy."

Once everyone got their food, they sat at the table, Karma next to Amy and Karma's parents on the other side of them. "So, Amy, how's school going?"

She took a drink of water. "It's okay, I guess. I just kind of suck at Geometry."

Their faces lit up. "Karma's great at Geometry, maybe she can teach you?" Her Mom gave her a look and Karma nodded.

"Yeah, that's fine," she smiled, "but, what's hard about it for you?"

"I just have a few distractions," she smirked.

"Like what?" her Dad asked, taking a bite of mashed potatoes.

"Well, your daughter here is in my class and she sits behind me and-"

"Amy!" she cried, kicking her under the table. Amy and her parents laughed. Even though Karma and Amy weren't officially together, her parents acted as if she was part of the family. They went to games together, concerts and they even had dinner together regularly.

After they finished dinner, they watched American Idol together in the living room. Karma fake yawned and stood up. "I'm pretty tired, I think I'm gonna go to bed."

Amy stood up to. "And I guess I'll head home."

The strawberry blonde looked at her parents with pleading eyes. "Can she stay?"

Her parents looked at each other and smiled. "Of course, honey, just make sure you guys keep it down."

Amy snickered and Karma blushed. "Mom…"

"I know honey, I'm just kidding," she stood and gave her daughter a kiss on the forehead, followed by her Dad.

"Goodnight," they called before disappearing into their room.

Amy looked at Karma. "Not that I mind, but why did you want me to stay over?"

She didn't answer, just grabbed her hand, dragged her up the stairs to her room, shut the door and pushed her up against it. "So I can do this…" she gently pressed her lips to Amy's and wrapped her hands around her neck while Amy's snaked around her waist. The blonde flipped their positions and kissed back with a fire that took Karma's breath away… literally. "Amy…" she chuckled, breaking away from the kiss.

"Yeah?"

"I… I can't breathe," she chuckled again, trying to catch her breath.

"Sorry," she whispered, brushing a piece of red hair behind the strawberry blondes ear.

"It's okay," she smirked before kissing her again. Amy swept her tongue along Karma's bottom lip before she opened her mouth. Their tongues collided and the red head moaned into her mouth.

Somehow they ended up on Karma's bed and Amy was on top of her running her hands down the girls sides. Karma gripped the bottom of the blondes shirt but she grabbed her hands. "Wait, Karma…"

"What?"

Amy sighed. "I don't want to do anything you're gonna regret."

She frowned. "We're just making out… we're not doing anything else," she kissed her.

Amy shook her head and pulled back to look at her. "That's the problem," she breathed, "If we keep doing this I don't think I'll be able to stop."

Karma searched the girls eyes and then smirked. "Then don't," she whispered.

The blonde bit her lip to suppress the moan forming in her throat. "Karma…"

The girl hummed in response.

"You're killing me," the blonde whispered in her ear before dipping down and leaving soft kisses along her neck. She traced her hand under her shirt, up to the edge of her bra and back down again. Karma squirmed under her touch. Amy smiled and slipped her hands underneath her to unclip her bra and pull it out from her shirt.

The blonde kissed her again, deeper this time before sliding her hand up and cupping her breast.

"Shit," she moaned, arching her back slightly. Amy smiled into the crook of her neck. She licked and sucked and nipped until the strawberry blonde couldn't take it anymore. "Amy," she breathed.

The blonde brought her head up and looked at her. "Yeah?"

"If you don't touch me in the next five seconds, I'm going to explode."

Amy kissed her and grabbed the edges of her shirt and pulled them up. She threw the shirt somewhere across the room. She took in a breath. "You're staring…"

Amy shook her head and kissed her again. "Sorry… you're just… wow…"

Karma put a hand on the blondes face and kissed her hard. "I'm glad you think so."

She started trailing kisses down her neck, on her collarbone and then in between her breasts. The blonde brought her hand up again and pinched a nipple between her fingers and Karma moaned. "Amy…"

"Shh," she whispered in her ear before moving down and taking a nipple in her mouth and sucking lightly. The green eyed girl gripped the sheets as the blonde moved to the other nipple. Amy let it go with a small 'pop' and trailed kisses down her mid section and when she got to the edge of Karma's pants she stopped to unbutton them and take them off and threw them to join the shirt.

She bit down on the waistband of Karma's underwear with her teeth, pulled back and let it snap, earning a low growl from the girl. "Amy, I swear if you don't stop teasing, I'll kill you."

Amy smirked against her stomach and then left a kiss where her mouth had been. "I don't think you're in a good position for that at the moment, babe."

Karma rolled her eyes or, at least she tried to because Amy was taking off her underwear and she was trying not to lose it.

"You shave?"

"Shut up," she mumbled, trying to hold in a moan because she was starting to kiss her inner thighs. Closer and closer…

"I wanna hear you say it," she whispered against her thigh. Karma's eyes snapped opened and she groaned.

"No."

Amy smirked and moved back up so she was in the crook of her neck again. And then she hand brushed that place on it's way up to cup her breast hard. She arched herself into her hand which didn't really help because she just moaned louder and that made Amy smirk.

"Say it," she whispered in her ear before nipping it.

"Amy… come on, please," she begged, eyes squeezed shut.

"Say it, Karma," she whispered huskily before slowly kissing the frustrated girl.

The girl pulled back, panting. "I want you to fuck me."

Amy bit her lip to hold in another moan forming in her throat before sliding her hand down and rubbing a slow circle on Karma's bundle of nerves.

"Fuck…" she mumbled out harshly.

Amy looked at Karma and slowed her movements. "Are you a virgin?"

The strawberry blonde nodded, biting her lip.

Amy smiled softly before kissing her. "Okay." The blonde moved her hand back down and pressed softly against her clit and she sucked in a breath. She moved down a little further until her finger was at her entrance. "Do you trust me?"

Karma looked at her through hooded eyes and nodded. "I trust you." she kissed her again and then started to ease her finger into her entrance. She gasped and buried her face into Amy's bare shoulder.

Once she was sure Karma was stretched out enough, she started gaining more rhythm; slow at first and then gaining speed. "You okay?"

Her response was her digging her nails into Amy's back slightly. Amy knew she was getting closer because it was got harder and harder to move her fingers in and out so she used her free hand and held Karma's. "I… I think I'm close," she whispered.

"Look at me," she whispered back. "I want to see you." She squeezed her hand for reassurance. She opened her eyes and locked them with the blondes. Amy's let go of her hand and brought it up to her face before kissing her and pressing down hard on her clit.

"Amy… I'm gonna… I…" The blonde pressed one last time hard on her clit and rubbed circles and that was it, the girl came unraveled underneath her. Green eyes locked on lighter green eyes. She was panting hard and then it hit her. "Fuck… Amy…"

The blonde kissed her lazily, slowly her rhythm and eventually removing her fingers from the wet heat. "You okay?"

Karma let out a breathy laugh. "I'm fucking awesome."

Amy smiled, laying next to her and letting her rest her head in the crook of her neck. "Yeah?"

"Amy Raudenfeld, you're going to be the death of me."

The blonde laughed and kissed Karma. "That's the plan."