Just thought the idea of the stories of the cast of Faking It would be pretty cool to explore! Let me know what you think/if I should continue! Disclaimer: The characterisation of the cast is completely based on a few Youtube videos I've watched & my own imagination!

RITA'S POV

"3…2…1…Cut!" Carter shouts, letting out a satisfied smirk.

"Man, I was really getting into it," Yvette grumbles as she relaxes her muscles and flops on to me.

"That's already pretty steamy for T.V., Monreal," Katie jokes.

"Don't be jealous, KARMY," Yvette sticks her tongue out at Katie and nuzzles the crook of my neck, further shoving a dose of Reamy in her face.

"Get off me you ass," I joke, playfully shoving Yvette aside.

Before I knew it, we were engaged in a full out pillow fight; Katie included.

"Do straight guys get turned out by lesbian threesomes?" Michael asked Gregg playfully as they watched the three of us mess up our make up and hair. Man, Carter's gonna be real mad when he see's us in this state.

"Hey, shrimp girl! You need a lift home? I heard Katie's got a hot date tonight!" Yvette asks as she brushes past me in the parking lot.

"Will you?"

"Will I what?"

"Will you… be my girlfriend?"

"Well, you did kind of almost die for me, so it'll be rude to turn you down, but NO. DEAL WITH IT!"

"You suck," I whine.

"Get your ass in the car, Margarita."

I laugh and sling myself in her car. She turns on the engine and slowly pulls her car out of the lot, turning the radio on and singing along.

"So, Volkin-whaaaaa? How's it going?"

"Nothing much."

"Any pretty boys? You know, my brother might be single, so in case you ever run out of options, you can always come and look for me."

"Shut up. I have tons of game."

"Hmmm, yeah? Name one."

"Uhhh, Liam Booker? I slept with that one. And there's Karma? Oh OH and there's this uh DJ… what's her name… OH yeah, Reagan!"

"That's actually sad, Volky. You're exactly like Amy."

"And you're exactly like Reagan."

Yvette pauses as the car slows to a halt at a traffic light.

"Remind me why I like you again?" she jokes, and we both dissolve into a laughing mess.

"Thanks for the ride!" I shout from my doorstep.

"Anytime. You owe me a gym date, though." [I couldn't rap Super Bass fast enough.]

"We will fix that. Some time in the far, far, far future."

Yvette laughs and ducks her head back into her car, screaming good night as she drove away. I mentally note that Yvette may, in the future, become seriously insane.

"I'm home!"

"Back from kissing girls?" Mum shouts (jokingly?) across the hallway.

I sigh and climb back up to my room.

"I'm surprised you don't fall in love with your co-stars, the amount of making out you do," Mum says as she climbs quickly behind me.

Man. She probably would hate this gig even more when the new episodes came out.

Came out. Haha. [God, I need help.]

"Maybe I'm dating my co-star?" I say playfully, only to have Mum smack my head and order me to bathe in perfect Russian. I'm surprised I actually understand any of it.

Still… it wasn't like I felt completely platonic with some of them. One of them.

I push the thought out of my head and got in for a quick shower before crashing on my bed.

Being secretly in love with my co-star would have to wait.

Oh god, I'm really Amy.