Hello friends. This chapter might seem kinda slow, so I'm sorry for that. You guys can let me know what you think, and speaking of which, thank you guys, AGAIN, for the great reaction to the story, ya'll are beautiful.
"Alright girl, pick your poison," Shane says, scrolling through pictures of different girls on his phone. Amy is sitting next to him on the grass outside the school, intently watching his phone.
She was having a harder time looking for somebody than she thought. She really thought it would be easier, all she had to do was choose a girl whose picture ignited sparks, and awakened her butterflies, but so far, no such luck. She sighs. "Shane, this isn't working," she says, frustratingly. "What if I'm not even into girls, what if I'm just into Karma?"
Shane puts his phone down for a second before responding, "That is a possibility, but we're not done yet, so shush." Amy rolls her eyes. "Now," Shane picks his phone up again, "let's finish, and then you can complain."
Amy scoots closer to him, getting a better look. He starts swiping to the left, "No." Swipe to the left. "No." Swipe to the left. "No." Swipe to the left. "No." Swipe to the left. "N-" Shane swiped to the left when she began to say no. "Wait, wait, go back." He gives her a smug smile, then swipes to the right, back to the picture that made Amy's fire ignite, and woke up her butterflies. "It's not just Karma," she says quietly, gazing at the picture coming through Shane's phone.
He claps enthusiastically. "See, I told you it would work." She smiles at him. "Excuse me, no thank you?"
Amy scoffs. "This whole thing is your fault, this is the least you could do." Shane is about to put out an argument, but stops himself, and nods instead. "So, what's this girl's name, and when do I get to meet her?" she asks, with an electric smile on her face. She can't contain her excitement, this is the best she's felt in days, and maybe weeks, and she hasn't even met the girl yet.
Shane smiles back at Amy, proudly. He feels good about himself, really. "Her name is Alexandra, or Alex for short, and I can totally introduce ya'll today. Her last class of the day isn't too far from yours."
"Really?" Shane nods. Amy's taken back a little. "Why haven't I ever seen her before?"
"Our school is huge, Amy. You miss a few people," he responds.
"Then how do you know her?" she asks, with immense curiosity.
"Shane Harvey knows everybody," he says, simply.
"What's she like?" The questions seemed to ask themselves, Amy almost couldn't help it, she needed to know more, a picture wasn't enough.
Shane smiles at Amy. "You'll find out for yourself." He looks past Amy's figure and sees Karma walking towards them. "Code Karma, she's approaching, and fast." He gathers his backpack, and stands up. "I'll see you 7th period," he says before giving Amy two thumbs up, and walking past Karma.
Amy turns around and notices Karma, and stands up slowly.
"Hey, I've been looking for you everywhere, you weren't on the bus this morning, and you didn't call me at all yesterday after you bizarrely left." Amy is flooded with guilt but surprisingly, not with embarrassment.
"Yeah I know," she says, as she puts her backpack back on. "I just got into a ton of trouble yesterday for staying out all Saturday night without letting my mom know." She's pleasantly surprised by her lying skills, and by how well she's handling talking to Karma again. This distraction thing must be working already.
"Are you okay, though? You seemed, I don't know, frantic, yesterday morning." It bothered Karma that Amy hadn't spent her usual Sunday with her, it was like a tradition; they always spent their Sundays at Karma's, but she felt more bothered than she should, and she couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was the way she left.
"No, no, I'm fine," she responds. Karma still has a concerned look in her eyes, Amy gives her a reassuring smile, and reaches for Karma's hand. Karma greets Amy's hand in hers, and Amy doesn't feel like melting, she usually does whenever Karma's skin touches hers in anyway, but she feels just fine. Her heart wasn't jumping out of her chest, she wasn't blushing, she was fine. "Come on," she says, leading Karma closer towards campus "let me walk my girlfriend to class."
Karma smiles brightly, "You're such a gentleman," she says jokingly.
Amy laughs, and tugs Karma by the hand so they can walk closer together.
7th period finally rolls around, and Amy takes her usual seat which was conveniently next to Shane's.
"Hey," she says. Shane turns in Amy's direction and gives her a smile, with a delighted look on his face. Amy smiles back, "What?"
"The plan is alive and well, you can meet her after this class period." He smiles wider.
Amy tries to be subtle about Shane's news, but can't hide the smile creeping on her face. "Does she know about me and Karma?"
"Well, yeah, you guys are practically celebrities at this school."
"Then how did you get her to agree to meet me?"
Shane's face is painted with a sly look. "I have my ways. All you have to do is walk down the hall to room W305. I told her to wait for you there, greet her, and just go with the flow."
Amy looks reluctant, but agrees. "Go with the flow, alright," she says, nodding to herself.
The bell rings, and Amy practically rushes out of the room without saying goodbye to Shane. She moves promptly through the crowds of people when she feels her phone buzz, she looks at the message.
Karma: Where are you?
She forgot about Karma. They ride home together everyday, Amy usually waits for her outside of her class, but she was so wound up in meeting Alex that she actually forgot about Karma. She stops for a second to reply to Karma's message.
Amy: Went to the west wing, stay where you are I'll be there in a sec.
Amy puts her phone into the back pocket of her jeans, and enters the west wing. She immediately notices her, her back was facing Amy's direction. Amy walks with a slower pace, and tries to shake off the nerves that were gradually taking over her body. She recites to herself ways to approach her, things to say, things not to say. "Go with the flow, Amy," her conscious says.
"Hey, Alexandra?" And then she turns around, and Amy is slightly mesmerized by her soft eyes, which are not hidden by her long eyelashes, her perfectly arched, full eyebrows, her nicely figured facial structure.
"Alex" she says. Her voice is soft too. "You're Amy." Amy nods. "Shane told me you needed help on your essay for Mr. Harris."
Amy is slightly confused, but then she remembers, "Go with the flow." "I do need help, I have no idea how to start it, or what to do," she responds, casually.
"I can totally help you, I actually like English."
"Ew," Amy responds, and almost apologizes before she hears a small laugh escape Alex's lips. Amy smiles back.
"Yeah, I know, I'm pretty gross," she says, still smiling. They make eye contact, without saying a word. Alex turns away, her eyes meet the ground, she can feel Amy's eyes still on her. "So," she begins again, "this essay isn't due till next Friday, we can meet up at my house, or yours, wherever, tonight if you want. Or whenever you're free." For once, it wasn't Amy the one that was nervous, which made her feel more confident. She thought it was cute, the way Alex was avoiding eye contact, and speaking in a low voice. Alex finally looks back up, waiting for Amy's response.
"Tonight definitely works."
They smile again. "Okay, great. I'll meet you at the cafe around the corner in about an hour."
"Okay," she replies.
"Don't forget your notes, and rough draft," Alex says as Amy is starting to walk away.
"Okay," Amy says, lightly laughing. She turns around, and starts making her way back to Karma.
She's leaning against the lockers. "What took you so long?" She says, after noticing the light on Amy's face.
"I have a date tonight," she responds, with a grin on her face.
"Oh?" Karma raises an eyebrow, surprisingly, then smiling. "Who's the lucky guy?"
Amy startles before responding. "I, uh, you don't know him," she spits out.
"Is he cute?" Amy lightly blushes, she hopes Karma doesn't notice, but she does. "Aw, he is, isn't he? I'm so happy for you, Amy. You having a date makes me feel less guilty about going out with Liam tonight."
Normally, this would've ticked off Amy, but she feels so indifferent about it. She has a date tonight too, well, kind of a date, with a cute girl who she hopes will distract her from everything Karma, and so far, it's been working.
Amy made her way to the back of the cafe, the lighting was slightly dim, with a dark orange color radiating through the room. She found Alex sitting in a small, intimate booth in the corner, almost near the bathroom. The candle sitting in the middle of the booth table created shadows on Alex's face that made her cheekbones, and eyes that much more beautiful.
She approaches the booth, "Is this seat taken?" she says, pointing at the seat across from Alex's; she smiles and shakes her head. Amy smiles back before setting her stuff down and having a seat. "I didn't forget my stuff," Amy begins to take out her rough drafts and some of her notes.
"Good, then we can get started," she replies back.
"Do you want to come sit next to me? Maybe it'll work better if we're not reaching across the table," Amy suggests, and she swears she sees Alex's face light up.
"Sure, good idea." Alex picks up her things, goes to sit on the opposite side of the booth, and scoots next to Amy.
They work together well, and have laughs in between. Even with the distraction of the urge to kiss her, Amy is actually understanding everything Alex is saying. She doesn't know how much longer she can take it, though. She needs to kiss her, for two reasons: one, because she needs to know what she'll feel when she kisses her, if she'll feel her lips turning feverish, or if she'll have to force back the moans that want to escape from her lips like she has to do with Karma, and two, because she just desperately wants to know what the inside of her mouth taste like.
She decides she's going to do it, as soon as she stops talking. Alex puts her pen down, and from her side view, she notices Amy's eyes following her. She slowly turns to meet Amy's gaze. Amy inches closer, cups her face in her hands, and presses her lips against Alex's. She feels Alex's lips respond to her kiss, and she feels her tongue graze her bottom lip, and as Amy slowly opens her mouth, Alex pulls away.
They're slowly breathing heavy against each other's mouth. "What about your girlfriend?" Alex asks, slowly opening her eyes.
Karma is on a date with Liam, Amy remembers. "She's not my girlfriend." She places her lips back on other girl's lips, softer this time. Alex doesn't protest, and instead moves her lips to the rhythm of Amy's. Their kiss is starting to deepen, it's turning heavy, their lips are heating up from the friction of their movements, and then it's all interrupted.
"Amy?" Amy hears a quiet, frail voice and pulls away. She sees Karma standing near the booth, tears forging in her eyes, on the brink of stinging her face.
"Karma I-," she begins to say, but she's cut off as Karma speeds walk of the cafe, wiping her tears away furiously.
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P.S. If you guys are having a hard time picturing what this new character looks like, just picture Lily Collins, if you have another person in mind to picture, then ignore my suggestion. :p