I first off wanna thank all of you for the great response I've gotten from the first chapter. Ya'll are great! I'm thinking of changing up the POVs in future chapters, but you guys can let me know what you think about it.
The sunlight seeped from the breaks in the curtains of Karma's room, and hit Amy's face. She opens her eyes, and closes them again. They shoot back open when she remembers where she is, she turns over to the other side, and is inches away from Karma's face. She takes a second to admire her, how nice her skin tone looks against the orange filter created by the sun outside, her eyes move down to her cute nose, before settling on her lips. Her lips, she wants to kiss them. She decides not to risk it. She looks under the covers, and notices that Karma had a change of clothes, but she was still in the same sweatshirt and jeans she was in last night. The sweatshirt that was delicately draped over Karma's hand a few hours ago on the bus. She smiles to herself at the memory of it. Amy stares back at Karma, her eyes start to slowly open, and Amy scoots away, not wanting to seem creepy for gazing so close. It's not like she could help it, anyway.
"Hi," Karma says, in a raspy, quiet tone.
Amy can't hide the soft smile forming on her face when she hears her voice, and softly replies, "Hey."
Karma notices the light bags that formed under Amy's gaze. "You look like shit."
Amy rubs her dry, tired eyes with one hand. "Do I?"
Karma nods. "It's probably because of last night." Amy's heart flutters, Karma continues,"That's what happens when you drink too much, Aims. I drank a lot too," Amy's heart sinks.
Amy knew exactly what Karma would say next, she was anticipating it. "It was nothing" "We both had too much to drink" "Let's pretend it never happened," she'd say. She decides to bring it up first, maybe it will hurt less.
"So, what happened last night," she starts, and can see shades of confusion beginning to form on Karma's face, "did all of that happen because we had too much to drink?" The words come out of her mouth and leave her with a sick taste.
Karma looks at Amy with doubt. "What happened last night?"
Amy is partially in disbelief and partially irritated. "Is she really going to blatantly ignore what happened?" Amy scans Karma's face for any false confusion; if Karma was faking it, she would be able to tell, she knew her like the back of her hand. She doesn't find anything but honest uncertainty. "On the bus, Karma," she finally says.
"Oh! That!" She seems to remember what Amy is referring to, and she mentally prepares herself for the ache that's about to dive into her heart. "Yeah, that was definitely the booze." Amy feels sick. "It's kinda funny if you think about it now, I mean, who falls asleep on the bus? I'm surprised we didn't end up in a body bag," she says, and laughs at her own joke.
Amy sits up, her eyes widen, her face turns hot, and the actual memories from last night hit her like a ton of bricks. They hadn't messed around, the most touching they did was hold hands. She remembers small bits of it, it was mostly hazy. Amy can almost feel her blood turning into embarrassment, she needs to get out of Karma's bed, out of her room, out of her house.
"Yeah, that," she finally says, she springs out of the bed and gathers her things.
"You're leaving already?" Amy doesn't bother to look at Karma, her voice alone made her dream play again in her head.
She's facing the door. "Yeah, my mom is probably worried, and stuff, so I gotta go but I'll talk to you later probably," she says before jolting out of her room.
"Probably?" Karma repeats to herself. She's confused again.
Amy rushes past Karma's parents, and heads back to her house, she keeps her head down the whole time. Once she reaches her house, she heads to her room and dives face first into her pillow.
It was just her imagination. All of it. A myth, like a unicorn, or a leprechaun, or the tooth fairy. Amy feels stupid for not even questioning what happened, she feels stupid for believing it."You've gotta be kidding me," she mumbles against her pillow cover. She rolls over on her back, reaches for her nightstand, and grabs her phone.
"Oh hey!" For once Shane's voice doesn't sting her ears, she actually finds relief in it.
"Hi," she sighs. "Can you come over? It's kinda urgent."
"Sure, I'll be right over."
"Thanks." Amy hangs up and impatiently sits on the edge of her bed for Shane.
As soon as he arrives, she grabs him by the hand, and sits him down next to her.
"Whoa, what's the rush?" He says, he frowns slightly when he notices the worried look in Amy's eyes.
"It's Karma." Shane nods at Amy to continue. "I had this dream that we were in a bus and she was kissing me and touch-"
"Uh," Shane raises his hand, "spare me the details, please."
"Okay basically I had this really hot dream about Karma and when I woke up this morning, in her bed, I thought the dream was real, and it wasn't until we talked, that I realized it was only a dream, and I freaked out, and I left Karma confused, and I hate having this stupid crush because it's bothering me when I sleep, and even more when I'm awake, I don't know what to do, and-"
"Okay, okay," he cuts her off, "what you need to do is breathe." Amy sighs. He gives Amy a sympathetic look. "You poor lost puppy."
"You're not helping," she says with frustration.
Shane waits a few seconds before responding. "I've got an idea, now I don't know if it's a solution, but it's an idea."
"I'm listening." Whatever he was about to suggest, Amy was willing to do. She needed to get over this, she feels suffocated in her own thoughts and feelings. She couldn't lie to herself though, she was, to a certain extent, grateful for the way she was feeling about Karma. She was beginning to think that she was incapable of loving somebody, she just desperately wishes it was somebody besides her best friend that made her realize she can love, and she can care.
"So, Karma has Liam, you on the other hand, have nobody besides Karma. Maybe you should get yourself a little distraction, too." He watches Amy's expression, expecting to see something change, but her face stays stiff in discontent. "It's obvious to me that you're not the least bit interested in guys, so I could introduce you to some cute, gay girls, our school is loaded with them, and since you're high school royalty, and a total babe, I'm sure they'd line up to meet you."
And there it is, the shine in her face, which has lately been dim, brightens up again. "Really?"
Shane nods. "You look like shit, it'll do you good."
Amy smiles shyly, "Thanks." She has been told twice in a day that she looks like shit, maybe she really does need this.
"Plus, it's not fair that Karma is the only one really benefiting from this fake lesbian situation. You need to get some too."
He was right, Karma has her little closeted relationship, so Amy should get to have her own too.
Amy nods with enthusiasm, "Alright, okay, let's do this."
Sorry for the disappointment :p But maybe Amy will realize some things with this new secret relationship, maybe Karma will too. Reviews and follows and favorites are welcomed. If you guys have any requests about the upcoming chapters, or ideas, I'll gladly take them under consideration. As always, thank you for reading!