A/N: So, someone had mentioned that this is like, and inner monologue for Karma. I agree with that. This is what would be going through her head through the seasons. Something we never see. Something we can only assume. My theory is that Karma is the one 'faking it'. I think the name of the show really correlates with her, and that is something we may find out later in the show. Amy's 'faking it' story line kind of ended when she told Karma she loved her all along. So now there's only one other person who could possibly be faking it. Karma.
Karma's POV
So, it was decided. After talking to Amy for almost an hour, it was decided. Or, I decided and Amy agreed. Our plan to get popular was narrowed down to me, pretending to be blind. I know what your thinking. But going through life unnoticed was starting to get to me. Not to brag or anything, but I am pretty awesome. And if pretending to blind will finally get someone to look at me - and not in a bad way - for more than three seconds, then so be it. I'll admit, I'm getting pretty desperate. But, at least Amy will be right by my side. And not just because she's my best friend, but also because if I'm going to be blind, I need someone to help me walk. Being blind and all. But that's one of the many things I love about Amy. She's always willing to help me, no matter what.
Okay, so the blind plan didn't really work out too well. I had to catch that stupid fucking football. But, I do have good news. The one and only Liam Booker was actually talking to me! He was talking, and I was the one running to the nearest bathroom. But, it happened! We are actually invited to a party hosted by his friend Shane. Amy hates parties. Amy hates people in general, but of course she's willing to go because, well... me. Hopefully, I've already excreted all of my bodily fluids before I see Liam again. I mean, If I see Liam again… It's not like I like him or anything...
Alright, so this party was actually a bit of a disaster. I think. Liam thought I was a lesbian. He actually thought I was in a lesbian relationship with Amy! Amy! And before I could set him straight - or rather tell him I was - Amy pulled me away. I can see how he would think that, though. I mean, in all honesty, I've thought about it in the past. Not too in detail, but what it would be like, I guess. And on top of all of that, Shane had to declare his love for lesbians. In front of everyone. And by lesbians, I mean Amy and I. He actually got the entire party all riled up, suggesting everyone vote for us as Homecoming Queens. I could not believe he outed us in front of the majority of the school. Not like I'm gay or anything… But I'f I was, I would want to come out on my own time. Not at some high school party with 40 or so drunken teenagers. It's all still a little unbelievable. You should have seen the people cheering. They loved us. Of course, we have to tell the truth, although, I'm thinking we should just see how this plays out.
So we finally got to School, and EVERYONE is talking about us. Who would have thought? Lesbians?! I told Amy I think we should go along with it. She wasn't to thrilled, but I told her this could be the popularity nudge I've been waiting for! And it can't get weird, because I'm already so comfortable with Amy. So we may have to kiss a few times… I'm okay with that. A little peck here and there, nothing to worry about. Amy and I talked about it, and she's agreed to continue 'faking it' with me. We got asked to do a photo shoot for the school newspaper or something, and that's when it happened! Once I was finished with the fake eyelashes, I ran into Liam. Beautiful Liam. We were talking about his art piece, and before you know it, our lips we're crashed together! I'm thinking this popularity thing may be easier than I thought.
As I was talking to Amy about what the kiss was like, she suggested maybe we shouldn't do this anymore. In her words, she thinks I should "find a new girlfriend''. Of course, she has to know that there wouldn't be any other person I could actually do this with. Amy is my exception. But when Liam came up to me at lunch, I told him we broke up, because we are just too different people. But sitting there, I realized that I would rather be her unpopular, unnoticed best friend, rather than a popular lesbian. Because in the end, it always comes down to Amy.
I had to go find Amy. Nothing else really mattered at that point. Not even sitting, and potentially flirting, with Liam Booker. I finally found Amy, on the roof of the school. Of course, she would be there. I told her it wasn't worth it. I told her she was worth telling the truth for. I was ready to hold my white flag high. When Amy and I were talking, she said she would continue to be my fake lesbian girlfriend. I would be lying if i said I wasn't at least a little happy. She would bend over backwards to see that I am okay. To make me happy. And I would do the same for her in a heartbeat. That's why we go so good together. We need each other. We want each other to be right by our side, through sickness and in health. Not like we're married or anything. But we are soulmates.
At the Homecoming Rally, we we're actually cheered on while we were walking in. I have never felt anything like that before. Like everyone in that room wants to see you. It was amazing. And I wouldn't have anyone else by my side, hand in hand. All was going well, when Lauren had to decide to open her stupid mouth. She told everyone that we were faking it. Could you believe that?! All of this for nothing, or so I thought. Then it happened. Amy pulled me in close, and kissed me. She actually kissed me, like a significant other would. It kind of sent me into shock for a second, before I started to regain consciousness. If kissing Liam Booker was amazing, I can't even describe what kissing Amy was like. It was like finding the puzzle piece you had been missing for years, or finally opening your eyes after living your life with them closed. I felt something. Something I'm not sure I'm proud of. It's all still a little confusing, but I think I just had a realization. I think I liked it. I think I may be faking faking it.