Keeping it real unless it's Faking It

~overlyrated~ As you can probably tell, these are the final steps. I hope you enjoyed reading Step Ten      I stared in awe at the Christmas lights strategically placed around the building. Red and green tinsel covered the floor. I looked around and suddenly felt panic because I remembered what this was for. I dug threw my bag and found my binder. I set it down on the center of the floor and wiped my sweaty palms on my shirt. I wasn’t really dressed for the occasion, but it didn’t matter because this moment was all about her. The doorknob rattled and I scrambled to the side so I couldn’t be seen. I pressed my body against ground and watched her walk over to the binder. She wrapped herself in her jacket, shivering. I wanted my body to be the thing keeping her warm. She crouched down and flipped the binder open to the first page. Check, step ten. Step Ten- Karma arrives at her favorite spot in the city and finds the secret, final page of The Dossier.

Step Eleven      Karma took a deep breath and began to read,

Step One- Admit To Yourself That You Still Have Feelings For This Girl

Step Two- Choose the completely WRONG moment to make a drunken move after hanging out at a strip club… And get shot down on purpose.

Step Three- Agree that you two don’t work, locking the door on any future you could have together which will drive Karma nuts.

Step Four- Karma goes nuts.

Step Five- Find the person who annoys Karma the most in the world and ask for her help. Explain everything to Soleil and hope she agrees to help.

Step Six- Pretend to be dating Soleil.

Step Seven- Have your first big fight.

Step Eight- Tell only Shane about your plan to propose to Soleil.

Step Nine- Wait and see if Shane tells Karma

Step Ten- Karma arrives at her favorite spot in the city and finds the secret, final page of The Dossier.

Step Eleven- Karma realizes she’s standing underneath a mistletoe.      She looked up and above her head was a hanging mistletoe. She stood up and gently flicked it. I took a deep breath and squeezed the box in my pocket. I emerged from my hiding spot and silently stood in front of her, watching her play with the mistletoe. I grinned as she hit it into the air, having it fall back down on its string. “Watching you like this was less creepy in my head,” I joked. Karma stopped and noticed me. She immediately knitted her eyebrows together. “Really, Amy? After all of that complete sht you put me through, you expect me to- to what? Be your girlfriend or something? I don’t think you understand the concept of deception?” She spat out, angrily. I just continued to smiled. “Stop smiling, you maniac!” I inched closer until our breathes hit the other’s face. I lifted my hand up and stroked her cheekbone with my thumb. “Mistletoe.” She pierced her lips and her unsteady arms wrapped around my neck. I shut my eyes and leaned in. Her breath hitched and her arms tightened around me. She pressed our bodies together to deepen the kiss. Our lips moved in sync and we clung onto each other as if our lives depended on it. My tongue roamed her mouth until we needed air. I stepped away from her and picked up the binder. “I’m still angry at you. You did all of that for nothing,” she whispered staring at her feet. I pushed the binder into her hands. “Turn it around,” I said. She hesitantly did what I said. Her eyes slowly moved over the words, Step Twelve- Hope she says yes.   I pulled the matte box out of my pocket and got down on one knee. She lowered the binder that was blocking her view and gasped when she saw me. “Karma Ashcroft, will you marry me?” I opened the ring box to show the diamond ring nestled in velvet cloth and foam. She covered her mouth with her hands and tears streamed down her face. My eyes widened and I stuffed the box back into my pocket. I rushed over to her and pulled her into a hug. “What’s wrong?” I asked, worried. She put her hands on my shoulders. “We aren’t even dating, but I feel like marrying you would be the best decision I’ve ever made.” I pressed my forehead against hers. “We’ve known each other for so long and we live together. We’re practically dating! I know everything about you, Karma. I fell for you and there is nothing in the world that can change that. Our wedding can be extravagant, expensive, and beautiful like you’ve always imagined. I’ll be as romantic as you want! Our relationship can be full of the cliches that you love! We can reenact your favorite scenes of every fucking romance you love. I’ll buy a rowboat and we can go down the river with some dumb ducks like The Notebook. I know you love that film! We can finish everything in your bucket list like A Walk to Remember. We can make our own bucket list- together for everything we want to do as a couple. I just wanna make you happywith whatever I have because we have something everyone dreams about. We are meant to be whether you like it or not. If you reject me, that would be the biggest mistake in your life and I guarantee it. No one knows you like I do. I understand you amazingly and my vows are gonna be so damn awesome!” She smiled through her tears and extended her left hand, lifting her ring finger as high as she could. “Oh wait, is that- is that a yes?” I grabbed the ring from its box and held it over her ring finger. “Of course, buttface.” I put it on her finger easily and now I was crying. She pulled me closer and kissed me. I snaked my arms around her waist and pulled away, keeping my hands where they were. “I think it needs to be resized to something smaller, but it’s beautiful.” I smiled and pecked her lips. “Anything for you.” She jumped and wrapped her legs around my torso. I spun her around and we laughed until we had cramps. We laughed and then we would start a new life together. Maybe a family. Whatever happens is unpredictable except the only constant; Karma.

~FakingItFeels & overlyrated~

Step Five      I rehearsed what I was going to say before I knocked on the door. I brought my fist put and took a deep breath. “Amy? What are you doing here?” The door swung open before I could knock. I lowered my arm and nervously smiled. She let me in and got a chair out for me. “Hey. We barely know each other, but can I ask you for a favor.” “Anything to help, you know how much I love helping.”      I had my fingers laced together, shaking them back and forth in a begging motion. “Please! You know I’m crazy about this girl!” She sighed. “I would love to help, but I just came back from my work abroad-“ “I came all the way from my school, Soleil! Don’t tell me it was a waste because gas is expensive these days.” She sighed. “Fine. I’ll help.” “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I threw my arms around Soleil. “Whatever, as long as it’s helpful.” “It is! Swing by my place tomorrow?” “Alright. Now get out before my roommate comes back and thinks I’m actually a lesbian.” I laughed. “Okay, bye!” Check, step five.

Step Five- Find the person who annoys Karma the most in the world and ask for her help. Explain everything to Soleil and hope she agrees to help.

Step Six      I saw a glimpse of brown hair from the corner of my eye. I smirked and crept over to the other side of the room. “Found you,” I called. Soleil pouted and moved from behind my bed. Like the twenty year olds we were, hide n’ seek seemed like the perfect game to play to relieve our boredom. “Unfair! You opened your eyes at ten!” Even when she was whining, her voice was sultry. “You didn’t noticed the other thirty seconds I didn’t count?” I asked, taking a step closer to her. She shook her head, taking my wrists and pulling me closer. Our bodies were touching. She cupped my cheek and leaned down to kiss me. I slid my arms around her waist and pushed her backwards. She fell onto my bed, dragging me down with her. I put my hands under her croptop and bit her bottom lip. “Aimes! Can I borrow-” Karma closed the door behind her and covered her eyes. “Oh.” Soleil scrambled to her feet. “Hi, Karma. I was just gonna leave.” “Are you sure you weren’t just gonna cum?" she asked annoyed with a raised brow. I held back a laugh from her wordplay and got up. “Bye, babe.” Soleil gave me one more kiss before leaving. Karma loudly sighed and glared at me when she was gone. “Next time, put a sock on the door. And please not in our dorm room, since she has her own.” “All the way in Houston!” Karma shrugged. “If she can travelled all the way here, I’m sure you can. What wouldn’t you do for even a bit of action?” I blushed. “Whatever. Sorry for that,” I said, giving Karma puppy dog eyes. She sighed. “Forgiven- if I can borrow your beanie.” “My beanie? For what?” “I just wanna wear it and see if it looks good on me.” I reached over my bedpost and took my beanie off its hook and threw it at her. “Just so you know, you look good in anything,” I said. “Especially nothing.” “Ha ha, very funny. You better stop flirting with me since you have a girlfriend now. A sexy, intelligent, helpful, caring- Damn it! Why does your girlfriend have to be so perfect? I can’t find a legit reason to hate her, but I do!” I propped myself up with my elbows. “The more girls the merrier. And why do you need a reason to hate her? You jealous?” I teased. Karma ignored me and tried to put the beanie on. She had it on wrong, so I got off my bed and helped her. We stood in front of the mirror as I placed the hat on her head correctly. “There. You look awesome. You’ll have guys swooning.” We looked into the mirror as my hands rested on her hips. “I need to tell you something.” I stepped back and listened. She tapped her fingers against her thighs, a habit she had whenever she was nervous. “I might be bi.” I stayed silent for a bit then asked, “How do you know?” She exhaled loudly and began to pace the room. “I really like this girl. Not in a friendly way and I think I want to be her girlfriend. I’m already sure she’s lesbian. It’s pretty obvious and she’s out.” I nodded. “Then ask her out,” I replied. She grabbed at her hair in frustration. “I can’t! She’s taken and she’s my roommate,” she looked into my eyes. “It would be awkward.” I let out a nervous laugh, at least I hoped it sounded like I was nervous. “That would be awkward, considering your roommate loves her girlfriend. Goodnight, I guess.” Karma pierced her lips and tears brimmed her eyes. I climbed into bed and turned so I faced the wall. I felt terrible for playing her like this, but it had to be like this so the ending would work. Check, step six.

~overlyrated and FakingItFeels~ We got the idea of HIMYM and Faking It because there was a girl named Quinn whose stripper name was Karma. I don’t know.. This is going to be based around Barney Stinson’s proposal to Robin Scherbatsky on How I Met Your Mother. We’ll be skipping and changing some steps. All in Amy’s point of view. Enjoy!

Karma Ashcroft is a girl who is always planning. Binders, dossiers, memos, notes, laminated note, you name it and she’s made it. Now that Karma and Amy are in college together and what happened in high school doesn’t matter, Amy decides to be the one with a plan for once.

Step One

     I watched as Karma got ready for her hopefully final date with Liam. She was in a royal purple maxi dress which looked great on her and probably only her. She stood in front of a mirror and began curling her hair. “Are you sure you don’t need back up?” I asked for the third time tonight. She laughed and shook her head. “I’m fine!” I frowned and walked over to her. “I’ll always be here for you,” I said, putting my chin on her shoulder. “I know, which is why I love you so much!” She set the curling iron down and used two fingers to lift the corners of my mouth up. “You look better smiling. See you soon,” she said, kissing my cheek and leaving our dorm room. Why was she so amazing? I ran over to the window and saw her get into her car. “Don’t regret this,” I whispered to myself. When she drove off, I took my clothes off and slipped into a champagne silk dress. Since it was chilly, I threw a trenchcoat over it with a scarf.      They were sitting together in a fancy steakhouse when I came in and took Karma’s hand. Liam greeted me with a small wave. Karma stood up, shocked by my presence. “Why are you here?” She asked. “I told you that I didn’t need backup!” “I know, but I love you, Karma. You’re on a date right now, but I’m not the one sitting with you, laughing with you, eating with you, or kissing you, instead it’s Liam. I couldn’t wait to tell you this because I’m perfect for you. I don’t want you wasting your life with him.” “I’m right here!” I threw a glare Liam’s way which shut him up. Karma was standing, dumbstruck. It took her a few minutes to comprehend what I just said, but by the time she did, Liam pulled money out of his wallet and put it on the table. He was walking towards the door. “You guys are perfect for each other. I’ve known that since high school, but I was selfish and wanted you to myself, Karma. It’s over, goodbye.” Karma turned to me and shoved me. I fell back and hit the wall behind me. “You just ruined my date with Liam!” I stayed quiet and watched her grabbed her coat and keys. “When you come home, you better go right to bed so I don’t see your face.” Shit shit shit! I grabbed her wrist before she could leave. “It-it was fake, I don’t really love you, anymore! Shane told me Liam was going to break up with you today, yeah… that’s why he gave up so easily. I knew how much more it would hurt if he waited til the end of your date.” Her eyes got watery and she threw her arms around me. It was a lie. Liam and I talked last week and he agreed to let me have a chance with Karma. I stroked her hair. Even though I felt horrible for lying to her, I loved how close she was. “Let’s go home.” She nodded and let me lead her out. Check, step one.

Step One- Admit To Yourself That You Still Have Feelings For This Girl

Step Two      “Get up and stop mopping.” Karma had her face buried in a pillow and when she spoke, it was muffled. I sighed and got off my bed. I walked over to her’s and sat beside her. “You know what will cheer you up?” I asked, putting my hand on her shoulder. She threw the pillow across the room and shook her head. “The strip club!” She groaned. “I don’t wanna-” I put my hand over her mouth. “Well, not for you. I need you to be my wingwoman. But, hey if you want, you can pick up a lady.” She glared at me. “I’m not a lesbian, Amy.” I rolled my eyes. “All girls are lesbians when they’re drunk.” I grabbed her wrist and pulled her off her mattress. She fell onto her ass. “Amy!” “Sorry.” I helped her stand up. “I just want you to get out there and have some fun.” I pulled open one of her drawers and threw some of her clothes on the floor. “Pick out your outfit.” She reluctant picked up a pair of shorts and v-neck. “I’ll be waiting outside while you get changed.” I grabbed my keys and left our dorm room. I dug through my pocket and pulled out a slip of paper. “Step two… Please work.” I put it back into my pocket and got into my car.      Karma came out looking simple yet stunning, not that she cared anyway. I leaned over the passenger’s seat and opened the door for her. “Wow, you don’t look like you’ve been in bed for the last two weeks!” “Shut up,” she said, trying not to smile. I started the car and we made our way to the strip club.      Three shots and a private show later, I began to worry about Karma. I haven’t seen her since we went inside. I stumbled to the bar. The bartender turned to me. “Have you seen a short, auburn haired girl with-” I heard someone shout my name behind me. It could have been any girl named Amy, but I turned around anyway and saw Karma with another girl. I made my way to her when she smiled. “Say hi to Amanda.” Karma gestured to the bleach blonde standing next to her. She waved at me. “Amanda, this is the Amy I was talking to you about.” “Prettier than you described, which I didn’t think was possible.” Amanda winked at me while biting her bottom lip. “Gotta keep your standards low.” They laughed while I tilted my head in confusion. Karma pulled me aside. “I’m being your wingwoman,” she said into my ear. “I just wanna go home. Can you drive me home?” She nodded and said bye to Amanda. We walked outside. “Alright, I already got you Amanda’s number-” I shut her up with my lips. After a few seconds, she pushed me away. “What the hell?” She shouted. “I don’t want Amanda. She’s no Karma. I just want you. I love you.” “I can’t. I’m not- get someone else to drive you!” She ran off with my keys and drove off in my car. I stood there with a wide smile on my face. Step two, check.