**Disclaimer I do not own Faking It**
"We-we can stop whenever you want."
Amy's eyes fluttered.
She saw the way Karma bit her lip and could not help but fall in love with her that much more.
Then Karma came in and kissed her. No one was watching or judging, they were alone, this was not an act. It started slowly and grew to something way more passionate at an alarmingly fast rate.
"Karma what are…?"
Amy's mind was becoming dizzy.
"Shhh. Just trust me." She said between kisses. "You trust me right?"
Amy squeaked and squealed as Karma came closer.
"Oh my gosh that was so cute and adorable and hot all at the same time."
Amy's forehead relaxed, eyebrows no longer furrowed in confusion.
Karma came on top of Amy putting all her weight on her.
They kissed and then Amy heard it. She heard Karma moan. Karma moaned in the kiss and Amy couldn't help but smile into it.
"Did you really just…?
Amy thought THAT was the cutest most adorable and sexy thing she had ever heard.
"It's what you do to me. We can stop whenever you want you know…"
Amy nodded in understanding and did what she did best as a no nonsense girl and took charge. She ran her hand through Karma's hair and connected their lips once more.
Everything in that moment was perfect she knew she had her. That she loved and was loved in return. It was perfect. It was almost like a drea-
BEEP BEEP BEEP.
Her alarm clock went off.
That damn alarm clock would be the death of her; she hated it in general, but now?
She wanted to throw it against the wall but instead she settled on slamming her fist on it.
She got up and got ready for yet another day of torture. It was…interesting, that she had to admit.
Homecoming would be soon enough.
She came downstairs and underwent the normal prayer. It was not that she didn't believe in God, she thought everything was meant for a reason. It was just that… she didn't like being forced. She didn't like HAVING to go to church. She didn't like the mandatory prayer. It didn't make her rebellious. She just saw no point in it. Amy believed that every relationship with God was personal…and well that was that. When she HAD to do something it made things feel not real and she wanted God to be real, like it didn't come from her, and Amy loved with her whole being. She didn't want to fake EVERY relationship, not really.
Amy didn't realize how quickly she was devouring own her food. 'Eat like a lady' she could hear her mom saying in her mind. Her mother's standards for the 'perfect girl' would never be met she was certain. The only way they technically were now, was through Lauren.
"Slow down sweetie. You have plenty of time to get ready." Her mother said chirpily.
"Pfft. She is ready." Lauren said snidely.
Amy couldn't help but roll her eyes.
The prayer and holding hands obviously never worked. They could all be singing Kumbayah around a campfire with a guitarist playing in the background and it still wouldn't work.
"Oh Amy, you could be so beautiful, your hair is flawless if you just cut off a few split ends and don't even get me started on your completion! Just a little makeup and… that skirt I bought you!"
"MOM I put on makeup. I put in on because we've argued about it enough. I draw the line at skirts. It's just not me. They're so uncomfortable. Please, just…drop it."
"I'm just saying! You're the daughter of a beauty queen! You could do so much with yourself, but alright darlin' whatever you say."
"You won one pageant…" Amy mumbled to herself.
"What was that?" Her mother asked.
"Nothing…"
"Soooo… what about you cupcake?" Her soon to be 'dad' asked trying to change the subject and ease the semi-tension. "What's been going on? I heard you lost the election. I'm sorry about that."
There it was. He always seemed to step in it. He meant well enough but…
"Well we lost the battle but I'll win the war." She smiled a fake smile to Amy.
"That's the spirit!"
"Oh did Amy tell you? We are switching rooms."
"Speaking of exciting news guess what Amy?! I'm going to your prom! I landed the position of news reporter and my first live TV gig is covering the story of that couple that Lauren told me about!"
Amy practically chocked on her cereal while Lauren barley downed her orange juice.
"I told you to slow down!"
"First homecoming, then prom, and then the world!" Karma said excitedly.
"Oh my god, I didn't think about prom. Karma we probably won't even get invited. I mean, boys won't ask us because we are together and that's that. PLUS WE ARE TOGETHER. We wouldn't want people to think we are cheating on each other. They'd think we were horrible people and probably overcome the death party. Don't forget we ARE still in Texas."
"Yeah, but…"
"No, no buts Karma, please."
In all honesty she didn't know what to do anymore. Things swirled in her head. Maybe she should talk to Shane again. He helped.
She had forgotten about Liam. Between her mother and everything. She wasn't going to ask anymore. It just made her sad. It just showed her there was never a chance anyway.
"Wait why are you not freaking out about this? It's TV! Your parents will see! Karma! MY MOM! MY CONSERVAITIVE MOTHER!"
"Amy I told you I'd hold your hand the entire time and I will." She went on the bed and patted it. Amy went and put her head on her shoulder. This is why she loved Karma. They were always there for each other. They would always be there for each other. They were each other's...everything. In a platonic way or not, their fates were and always have been intertwined. "You're the best girlfriend ever."
Her mother came in at that moment.
"You two are the cutest!"
"Wha-? Wait…" She looked at Karma.
Karma in that moment looked extremely guilty and nervous. Amy came up behind her and whispered in her ear which sent shivers down Karma's spine.
"You told her…?! That's why you're not freaking out?!" There was shock and some betrayal. They had not talked about that.
Amy had to process this…she was not mad she just...it hit her randomly. She didn't know why Karma would do that. Her mother just continued gushing. She only caught the tail end of what she was saying.
"And if you ever need a place to stay…well you know this is your second home. I know your mother loves you...but she can sometimes be a little…uninvolved."
"Thanks." Amy nodded.
Karma's mom just nodded in return.
"Now you two kids have fun but not too much fun!" She winked, oh god, Amy thought. Did she really just do that?
"Did she really just do that?!"
Karma laughed.
"Apparently. I'm sorry…are you mad? I should have talked to you first right?"
"Nah…it's okay."
"Okay so how about we make it official?"
Amy looked to Karma with question, what did she mean by that?
"Well I have an idea."
Amy knew enough by now to understand that this was going to be the most horrible thing to happen to her, or it could be heaven on earth.