Amy walks through the halls of Hester, searching for something that she definitely needed to find. It was dark, the only light coming from the cracks under the classroom doors. Amy finally comes to a stop at a door with fog coming out from under it. Her search is over. Her vampire slaying instincts tell her so. What she's been looking for is behind this door. Amy readies her weapons, knowing whatever lays behind this door leads to life or death. She takes a deep breath and turns the knob.

"Hey, hunny," Reagan says as she steps away from the oven. She's holding a steaming tray of donuts. Amy's mouth salivates at the sight of them. She quicks shakes her head free of those thoughts, trying to keep her focus on the mission.

"Reagan? What are you doing here? I got a tip that a nomadic clan of vampires were using the school as a lair and feeding place."

Reagan takes a few steps toward Amy, hips swaying as she does so. Amy takes a few steps back until her back hits the wall. Trapped. Reagan softly grips the collar of Amy's flannel shirt. Her eyes are glued to Amy's neck. "Oh, hunny. You have nothing to worry about. It's just you and me here."

Anything that Amy was hoping to say is cut off by Reagan's lips on her own. Soon, Amy gets lost in the kiss and her hands go straight to Reagan's hips, away from her weapons. She kisses back until Reagan breaks their liplock, instead attaching her lips to Amy's neck. Amy's hands have a mind of their own as the move from Reagan's hips to Reagan's hair, finding purchase in the thick, black tresses. A noise causes Amy's eyes to snap open. Reagan's still working on her neck. Apparently, she didn't hear the noise.

Amy's eyes scan the room when they finally land on the source of the noise. In the corner of the classroom, Karma is crouched on the ground, eyes trained on Reagan on Amy. There's sadness on her face but anger in her eyes. That's when Amy finally notices the fangs that Karma's sporting. Amy gasps and reaches for her stake but she's too slow. Karma leaps from her position on the ground, heading for the still unsuspecting Reagan, and-

...

Amy jolted awake. Covered in sweat and breathing heavily, she looked around the room she was in. At first, she didn't recognize it but then she remembered where she was. She was still at Reagan's place, Buffy the Vampire Slayer still playing on the TV. She let out a breath of relief, happy that it was only just a dream. Amy layed back down on her moving pillow. Wait, moving?

Amy turned her head to see what she was laying on, only to get a face full of boob. She let out a muffled squeak of surprise and sat up.

Reagan yawned and stretched. "Look who's finally awake? I didn't know my company was boring enough to put someone to sleep."

"Nah. It's just that your boob is very comfy."

Reagan's face turned a shade darker but it was nothing compared to Amy's face. "Well, you're invited to use it anytime."

Amy started to cough hysterically. That comment and the wink that accompanied it was just too much for Amy's resolve. "Oh my god. Are you okay? I'll go get you some water."

With Reagan out of the room, Amy's breathing was restored to somewhat normal. That girl is going to be the death of me. Literally.

...

Karma walked to the Raudenfeld-Cooper residence with a hop in her step. She just felt like today was her day. Nothing could possibly go wrong. I mean, sure Amy hasn't answered any of her calls or text messages. And so what if Liam was busy with his chemistry project at Soleil's house? Big whoop. Karma was sure that, overall, the day would be in her favor. That's why she was headed to Amy's house. Cause what good is a good day if you don't share it with the people you love?

As Karma skipped up the porch steps, she took notice that Farrah's car wasn't in the driveway. Ooh! No parents home=movie marathon/sleepover. I knew that today was going to be a great day.

Karma got to the front door and tried to open it. Hmmm, locked. Weird. Guess I'll have to use the door bell.

Ding-dong.

"LISABETH. Go get the door! I'm busy supervising!"

The shout that Karma heard through the door was enough to let her know that Lauren was on another one of her tyrannical reigns. Ok. So me and Amy won't be alone. No biggie. Lauren is...tolerable.

The door opened to reveal a very disheveled looking Lisabeth. "Hey, Karma. Sorry but we're busy now. You can come back later."

Karma's smile faltered a little bit, but she was determined to have her good day with her best friend. "It's okay. I'm just here to see Amy."

Confusion was evident on Lisabeth's face. "Amy hasn't been here since this morning. I think she said something about a date. I assumed it was with you?"

All at once, Karma's good day and good mood soured. The smile dropped from her face and the sparkle in her eyes dimmed. She choked out, "A da-date? With who?"

A shrug was all she got in response. "I think maybe Lauren or Shane would know. But Lauren's busy and I really have to get back to work so bye."

Slam!

...

Amy gulped down the glass of water she was given, happy to be given a distraction from the beauty in front of her. Concern was all over Reagan's face. "Are you sure you're okay, Blondie?"

A tentative nod was all that the blonde could manage. The embarrassment from before still showed in her red face. "I am a little hungry."

As if to emphasize her point, Amy's stomach released a harsh growl. Both girls looked at each other for a minute before bursting into a fit of giggles. Reagan wiped a stray tear from her eye, the smile never leaving her face. "Well, I've got just the remedy, hunny."