*Karma's POV*
My fingers are itching to text Grace and make sure she is okay, but each time I reach for my phone I scold myself when I remember she will be in class right now. If I get her in trouble on the first day Grace will not be happy with me; at all. I'm so caught up in my internal debate that I'm not watching where I am going anymore.
"Do not take another step," a voice says firmly. I stop dead and after looking in all directions I look back down and see that I was literally about to step on someone.
"There's a good girl," The voice remarks in a condescending tone. From the looks of it the person at my feet is a very slim, very tall girl. She's wearing combat boots, a knit sweater and jeans that are ripped, but it's easy to see she didn't buy them that way. I can't see much else though because the entire exchange the girl has had her nose in a book. Taking another look at my surroundings I notice that I've wander towards an area shaded by a large oak tree. It's now plainly obvious that the girl must have been reading in the shade before I stumbled over and very nearly stood on her.
"Oh God, I didn't even see you there," I apologize and shift my weight, hoping to get a look at the girls face. If I lean slightly to the side I can see a glimpse of blonde hair but it doesn't help much to satisfy my curiosity.
"Clearly," The girl replies dryly and I can't help but laugh a little bit at her straight forward attitude.
"I'm um, I'm Karma. Karma Ashcroft," I introduce myself and awkwardly hold my hand out for her to shake. My hand drops though when she lowers the book and fixes me with a curious look, her eyebrow quirks a little and she replies, "Amy,"
I can't manage a response as I finally see her face, her hair is indeed a dark shade of blonde and her eyes are a brilliant green that honest to God look like they can see straight through me. Apparently finished reading for the moment the girl, Amy, sits up and leans back on her hands while looking up at me.
"I'm sorry I disturbed you, I really didn't mean to," I finally summon words and even then they come out in a rush.
"It's fine, I was just about finished the chapter anyway," Amy responds and places the book into a bag that I didn't notices was on the ground beside her.
"Since you did impede on my private time and almost trample me I think it's only fair that you buy me a large dose of caffeine," Amy continues and it takes everything in me not to gape at her. Did this gorgeous specimen of a human really just ask me to buy her coffee?
"Um yeah absolutely. I mean I don't have class for another hour, but if you want we can definitely get coffee. I mean of course you want to, you just told me that you did," I'm an awkward rambling mess but Amy just smiles at me.
"You ramble a lot don't you? It's kinda cute actually," Amy says and I stop to look at her hopefully with a calm exterior because internally I'm running around in a circle with my arms in the air yelling 'Wooooooooo'.
I must not be doing a great job at look calm because her lips quirk up in a smile once again and she asks, "So, coffee?"
"Absolutely," I say it too fast and I clear my throat before trying a cooler approach, "I mean yeah, I could go for a coffee."
"Sweetie, from the looks of you I don't think you need any more caffeine. Maybe we could get a smoothie instead, at least then I won't have to worry and you bouncing of the walls and traumatising some little old lady," Amy suggests and rather than attempting speech again I smile and nod my head.
After a surprisingly short walk across campus we come to a small cafe, that has a handful of college students roaming about inside and going about their business. A little bell sounds as we walk in the door and I'm hit with the aroma of coffee beans and chocolate brownies.
"Amy!" A voice yells and I look over to see a stunning dark haired girl abandoning the table she had been wiping and moving over towards Amy.
"Jasmine!" Amy returns with equal enthusiasm as the girl reaches her and pulls her into a hug. I shift my weight trying not to look like an weirdo as the girls pull away from their embrace and the girl looks over a me, "Who is this gorgeous girl Amy, and where have you been hiding her?"
"This is Karma, we just met actually. She very nearly trampled me when I was reading on the quad. Karma, this is my best friend Jasmine," Amy introduces us and I hand out my hand for her to shake but she disregards it and pulls me into a hug.
"Anywho, now that that's taken care of, what can I get you guys?" Jasmine asks and Amy looks at me, signalling for me to order first.
"Can I get a mango smoothie?" I ask and Jasmine smiles and writes it down before turning to Amy.
"I get one of those as well and you can hit me up with a crack brownie too," Amy replies and jasmine writes it down before asking, "You want the brownie hot with whip?"
"Of course," Amy replies with a smile, like it is the most obvious thing in the world.
With that Jasmine disappears through the door to where I'm assuming is the kitchen and I lean up to whisper to Amy, "They don't actually have crack in them do they?" Amy breaks out into laughter and after a few seconds she looks back at me, "Oh God no, I just call them that cause they taste so good."
"Oh" I mumble and feel like an idiot but Amy reaches down to take my hand before pulling me towards a table.
After a few minutes of small talk Jasmine returns me our smoothies and Amy's brownie, I take a sip of mine and let out a mumble of appreciation. Instead of going for her smoothie Amy digs into the brownie and lets out a noise of delight.
"Oh sweet baby Jesus, you need to eat some of this," Amy says and offers me a forkful. I accept somewhat hesitantly but as soon as it hits my tongue I let out a moan that is bordering on indecent. I look up to see Amy staring at me intently, looking closely I can see her pupils are dilated and I lean back in my seat, "Are you sure they don't put crack in those?"
Amy shakes her head as if snapping out of a trance and scoops up another bite before popping it in her mouth.
"So what are you studying?" I ask after she has made a serious dent in her brownie and she works to swallow her mouthful before answering, "I'm a Psychology major, and you?"
"Majoring in Music," I reply and she looks intrigued.
"I'm guessing you are a crazy good singer then," Amy asks, putting down her fork and taking a large gulp of her smoothie.
"Oh yeah, I do kickass performances in the shower," I reply, acting a layer of confidence to my voice.
"I'd very much enjoy seeing that," Amy responds, her voice taking on a sultry tone. I can feel my face flush and I glance down at my phone.
"Oh shoot, I have class in like ten minutes," I say in alarm when I notice the time.
"Where is your class?" Amy asks and when I tell her she waves her hand, "It's all cool, I know a short cut,"
After leaving $20 on the table Amy grabs my hand once again and pulls me towards the door. True to her word Amy leads me through a gap in between the buildings and I see the door to my class a little further down.
"Thank you so much, Amy," I say in a rush and I'm about to hurry off but Amy is still holding onto my hand.
"Karma, wait," Amy says as she tugs me back by my hand. Before I can say anything she pulls me in with her hands on my waist and her lips are on mine. Once I recover from my surprise I return the kiss and moan when she bite my bottom lip slightly. When we break apart we are both breathing heavy and she rests her forehead against mine.
"Sorry, I've just been wanting to do that since I saw you after you almost stepped on me," Amy apologizes breathlessly. Instead of responding I lean in and give her a quick kiss before hurrying to class with a huge smile on my face.