Real Friends | Faking It Fanfic

Chapter 1

I opened my eyes to the sight of a beautiful, well sculpted brown haired girl. Karma. Just the sound of her name always gave me shivers. Her eyelids where barely open, chocolate brown hair tussled over her face. Ever since we "came out", something had changed for me. Something i have never felt before and could not describe. A new feeling. I always wondered if she felt the same way. Not just about perfect Liam Booker, but about me.

"Amy."

Her gentle voice broke the peaceful thoughts in my mind.

"It's 11:30am." She looked displeased in some sort of way.

"So?"

"I told you last night that I need you to take me shopping for a dress."

Her face softened a bit. Like she didn't want me to think she was mad.

"What does that have to do with the time, and why do you need a dress anyways?"

"Number one, I'm going to meet up with Liam at the coffee shop in like three hours and number two, I wanna look nice in a dress."

"You have plenty of dresses! Just wear one of those."

As soon as I said that I immediately regretted it. Karma's lips curled into a frown. The only time I ever wanted to
make her mad is when I'm playing around.

She finally opened her mouth in what felt like forever.

"I know but It's Liam Booker. The Liam Booker."

Liam fucking Booker. Whenever I would think about him I would just feel, dead. Knowing that he had Karma's heart, not me.

It was now 11:45 on a Saturday. Karma would sleep over and we would spend the night binge watching Netflix and eating processed food. The best date ever if you ask me. Then would fall asleep tangled in one another's body. Not in a romantic way, but in a friendly way. That's at least how Karma felt. I would wake up at roughly 8:30 am and gaze at Karma sleeping soundly and occasionally glance at the clock. Saturday was my favourite day. Sunday Karma spent the whole day with her optimistic hippy parents (whom I loved, don't get me wrong) and I spent mine usually thinking about her a lot.

"Amy, let's go." She had already gotten dressed while I was still in my pj's.

"Fine, I just have to get dressed" I wasn't completely happy that I had to go with her, but I wasn't horribly sad. Spending time with Karma is, spending time with Karma. It doesn't matter what it is to me. Before all of this happened, it wasn't this way. We were so close, we were practically sisters.

I rushed out of my bedroom door and walked down stairs to see Karma bending over putting her boots on. I couldn't help but look at her bent over. She was wearing a turquoise sundress with a denim jacket and tons of different articles of jewelry. Her sheer dress showed more than what it intended when she bent over. I immediately looked away. It just felt awkward. At the same time it felt so right. Karma was beautiful, she was sexy. She was everything.

"Well? Girlfriend, how do I look?" She turned around and gave me a seductive wink in a jokingly way.

"Darling, you look ever so gorgeous. Irresistible, if you ask me!" I played along, using a stereotypical gentleman tone. If someone in this "relationship" was the butch, it was most definitely me. I didn't mind though. I'm not as self confident as her. She stands out, I blend in. That's how I like it. That's how she likes it too.

We both trudged outside into the gleaming sun beating down on us. I always had to ask my mom if I could use the SUV. She usually said yes, but now that me and Karma are together, she's way more conscious.

I went around the passenger side and opened the door for her.

"My lady." I said and swayed my hand in the direction of the seat. She sat down as I watched her carefully.

I walked back around and jumped into my seat, started the ignition and smiled.

"So, where to?"

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So that chapter was pretty short and not very good, but I just wanted to start somewhere. Since I'm starting this Fanfiction so early in the show, it might take some different turns which I hope is ok. I'm only going to start the next chapter if people want me too. xx

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