Fic: Title: A Comet Appears- 3
Title: A Comet Appears (3/?)
Author: a_lil_nothing
Fandom: Skins
Pairing: Naomi/Emily
Rating: just some language
Summary: Using some of the episode descriptions and spoilers from ep 7, 8, 9 to write a fanfic. It’ll be a multi part.
Disclaimer: don’t owe anything.
Author's Notes: first time writing skins and English isn’t my first language so imagine that.
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3
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Why people organized protests so early in the mornings was beyond her. Especially on Saturday mornings Those were meant for sleeping in and then watching cartoons. Naomi wasn’t supposed to be walking out of her house on the way to the bus stop right now. She should be in bed, naked, eating a banana and watching her stolen telly. It didn’t help either that after Emily left the party last night she ended up drinking a lot more with Cook and poor JJ and now had the biggest hangover she’d had since the beginning of the school term. She showered twice last night and again this morning, vaguely remembering a fight and a couch fire. Or was it a couch fire and then a fight? she wondered as she hurried down the walkway.
“Naomi. Naomi, wait.”
The blonde was surprised to hear Emily’s husky voice call out from behind. She turned to see the girl hurrying to catch up with her. “I gotto go. I’m going to be late.”
“I’m coming with you.”
“Why?”
“Because.” She could tell that answer would not be sufficient enough for the girl. “I care.” Emily declared. She couldn’t think of another reason.
“About what? What are we protesting, Emily? Do you even know?”
“It’s about…” the twin shuffled in place, “injustice and… mean people?” She should have re-read the flyer. Possibly searched on the internet. Naomi was definitely not amused by her answer. “All right, so I don’t really know what it’s about.” Her eyes widened when Naomi turned away from her. “Look, I just want to spend the day with you.” Fuck. She rolled her brown eyes heavenwards. She hated how desperate she sounded but it was true. Last night hadn’t ended as she’d hoped and wanted to make it up to her.
Naomi smiled a small smile before turning back to Emily, “Come on then.”
*
Ten minutes was a long time to sit next to each other without talking. Naomi was lazily resting her head against the buses’ windowpane as Emily kept stealing glances at her drowsy face. She wasn’t sure who’d grabbed whom’s hand first but she was glad for the comfort of Naomi’s fingers entwined with hers.
She was normally shy and didn’t mind the peaceful quiet since usually it was a calm quiet. But the calm flew out the window whenever she was around Naomi. Being with the blonde made her feel so special. The energy was different. It was exciting.
Perhaps it was the second cup of tea she’d drank that morning that made her restless. “Aren’t you going to say something?”
No, not really, Naomi thought but asked “About what?” instead.
“Katie. Last night?”
“It’s not my place.” Naomi didn’t know why Katie was always such a cunt to her. She’d presumed after the joking around at Panda’s party that she’d at least be civil. After yesterday’s confrontation she couldn’t have been more mistaken.
“She’s a right bitch she is. Kept me up all night talking. Like I give a shit about Danny’s upcoming contract and- Hello?” She realized Naomi wasn’t really paying attention. “You all right?”
The blonde nodded slightly. “I’m a bit hung over. Mum made me this fruit thing with a raw egg in it. I don’t think it’s working.”
“Fruits and eggs? Bleh.” Emily’s ‘gross’ face was actually quite cute. “That doesn’t sound too appetizing. Are you sure that isn’t making it worse? Maybe you should-”
“Who’s got ‘I cant shut my mouthism’ now?” Naomi’s smug smile was contagious.
Emily chuckled. “I’m sorry. I’m nervous.”
“Nervous? Why?”
The redhead didn’t really know how to explain it. “Your friends. They’re going to be there, right? I’ve never met them before.”
“Luce and Ames? They’re shitheads. They’re probably skipping out on this protest like they do half the times. They’re quite disappointing. Plus, it looks like it might rain.”
“So, why you going?”
“Because… I care.” She grinned and Emily playfully hit her arm.
*
Emily was surprised at the large amount of people at the protest site especially since she now knew it was a just a demonstration to improve safety for cyclists and walkers around the city. The posters and banners said so. It was random but she guessed it was something that truly affected all of them. In particular Naomi who loved riding her bicycle.
“Oh god.”
“What?” Emily asked as she panned the square. She saw two girls about their ages trekking their way with beers in hand. Had Emily been alone she would have probably been somewhat alarmed. They looked like indie emo rocker chicks with attitudes. All the facial piercings didn’t help either.
The large smile coming from the brunette made it obvious that these were Naomi’s friends. “’Bout time, Bells. This is our third.” Lucy spoke, clinking her bottle with her companions.
Jesus! Naomi shook her head. It was 9 in the morning and they were already getting sloshed. Furthermore, she hated that nickname. “Emily, these are Lucy and Amy.” She introduced each one. They nodded their heads hello to the newbie.
“Hi.” The redhead shyly waved.
“You look familiar.” The black haired girl, Amy, stated. “We know you?”
Emily shook her head, “I don’t think so.”
“Fuck me!” Lucy jumped in place. “You’re from Bristol Grammar! I remember you! You’re the one that kissed Bells at Michelle’s party! You’re Fitch bitch’s sister, aint you?”
“Hell, yeah!” Amy laughed loudly in agreement. “That night was classic. The two of yous fighting like that. We’d smoked so much weed we thought we’d hallucinated it.”
The comment piqued Naomi’s interest since she didn’t remember much of what happened that night. She recalled drinking, smoking and dancing and then all of a sudden a pair of soft, soft lips on her mouth. Surely she would have remembered Katie and Emily fighting. Where the hell was she when that happened?
"Yeah. It was like watching someone fight themselves against a mirror. You and Bells friends now?”
Naomi was saved a reply by the bull horn announcing the start of the protest. She looked over at Emily and detected the redhead was somewhat embarrassed by the remarks Lucy and Amy were making. Why did she look a little guilt ridden as well?
*
After the demonstration the foursome decided to grab a bite to eat. The weather had turned for the better and so they were sat outside. Amy’d just finished telling Naomi and Emily about her latest adventure, “I’m telling you, Bells, you’ve got to do it. It’s fucking amazing.”
“Yeah. You should hear her terrified screams in the video I took. It’s fantastic.” Lucy laughed.
“I’ll be sure to pencil it in.” The blonde's sarcasm wasn’t lost on anyone. There was no way Naomi was going to bungee jump off any bridge any time soon. She wasn’t that adventurous. She took a quick look at Emily. The redhead had been quiet for a while now and it actually made Naomi somewhat uncomfortable. She saw the twin hadn’t finished her cheese burger either. “You done?”
Emily lifted her eyes from her drink, “What? Oh. Yeah. I’m not… hungry.”
Amy and Lucy had been keenly watching their interaction all morning having been surprised when they saw Naomi arrive with the smaller girl in tow. They now looked at each other knowingly. “So, how far you’ve gone through your ‘things to do’ list, Bells?”
“I’m sure she’s checked off a few.’ Amy added, “#6 for example.”
“Things to do?” Emily asked as Naomi glared at her friends. Naomi had a ‘things to do’ list? Why didn’t she know about it?
Lucy started to explain. “Yeah-“
“Shut up, you cow.” The blonde warned.
Lucy and Amy laughed at her outburst. Emily just questioned her with her eyes and Naomi softly shook her head. She then grimaced when she saw a figure that looked a lot like Jack Cook walking towards them. “Oh, shit.”
“Titties!” Cook announced by way of hello. “What a surprise. Who are yous?” he inquired as he grabbed Emily’s half eaten burger and took a bite.
Emily quickly reached over for it. “Cook, leave it.” She threw it down on her plate, “Go away.”
“What’s this, ladies? Weekly meeting of Sapphos are us?”
Amy and Lucy chuckled at the joke. Emily’s shocked look would have been hilarious too if her demeanor hadn’t changed so swiftly. She looked truly upset now. This made Naomi angry, “Fuck off, you cock!”
As usual, Cook was amused by her temper. “Don’t be like that, Naomi. You know you want it.”
“What?” Emily couldn’t hide the confusion in her voice.
The boy smiled at each girl before replying, “Me cock.”
This time Lucy and Amy laughed out loud. Naomi, on the other hand, quickly got up and grabbed him by his ear. She dragged him away from the table whilst yelling at him, “You twat! These are my friends!”
“Friends are overrated.” He looked over to find Emily staring at them. “Besides, you walk on water for that one.” With a self-satisfied grin, he waved at the twin.
Back at the table Lucy took this opportunity to inquire more about Naomi’s new pal. “So, Emily, how long have you and her been friends?”
Looking back at them, Emily answered, “Um, not long.”
“Really?”
She nodded. “Why?”
“No reason.”
Naomi walked back to the table as she gave Cook her middle finger, “Goodbye, Cook.” After sitting back down she sulked. “Fucking wanker.”
“You all right?” Emily asked her.
Naomi nodded and took a sip of her lemonade. She half smiled at Emily as Lucy launched into another story of hers to break the prickly silence.
*
“You’re being very quiet.” She had been. Even since they had caught the bus back home.
Emily didn’t know how to respond to Naomi’s statement. If she had to admit it, she was overwhelmed by it all. These past few weeks, Naomi’s odd friends, the random protest, Cook. Too much was whirling inside her head. She paused a second and looked at the blonde, “Fitch bitch?”
Naomi frowned. “Yeah, well. My opinion of your sister hasn’t changed much since then.” She could see the declaration hurt Emily. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
Emily shook her head, “No. I know she can be… difficult.”
“Putting it mildly there, Ems.”
“Katie’s got issues.”
“Don’t we all?”
“Not like her.” Truth be told she didn’t want to get into this now. “Are you sure they’re not a couple?” she asked, changing the subject.
“Luce and Ames?” Naomi laughed, “No! At least, I don’t think so.” She then looked as if a light bulb lit up over her head, “Do you think so?”
Emily grinned. Naomi could be so clueless sometimes, “They are so… gay, Bells.”
Naomi elbowed her gently. “Don’t call me that. I hate it.”
“Why?”
“It’s a stupid nickname. That’s why.”
“What’s it mean?”
Naomi looked at her like she was insane. “Naomi Camp-bell?”
“Oh, right.” Emily laughed at her moment of ditz. Naomi did too.
“Oi!” She quickly jumped up and rang the bell to get off the bus.
Emily was taken back by the sudden movement. “Where you going?”
“Let’s go.” She said as she took off to the back door. Her large ‘warning contains ideas’ bag whacked a few knees on the way.
“Where?”
“Just come on.”
*
“I think she’s afraid of losing me.” Emily took another drink from the bottle. They’d been here for over two hours, sitting on the grass, smoking, drinking, talking. The clouds rolled in again but luckily it wasn’t too cold out yet.
“Who?” Naomi asked, playing with the weeds around them, “Katie?”
“Yeah. She’s hates to be alone.” Katie needed the limelight because she was a twin. She was used to always being around someone, always having someone there for her. That’s why she always had a boyfriend. Emily on the other hand wanted solitude because of her twinhood. At least she did until she met Naomi.
“Then she shouldn’t treat you like shit, should she?”
Emily took another drink. “I guess it’s her way of showing me she loves me.”
“Well, then, she must love me a whole lot.” Naomi laughed at the absurdity of her comment. Once the connotation registered she looked over at Emily sitting across from her. The redhead was deep in thought. She touched her knee. “Em?” Emily looked over at her. “You don’t think she’s gay do you?” After the girl shrugged her shoulders Naomi reached over for the vodka bottle and took a swig, “Fucking hell.”
“Yeah.”
“Really?”
“I dunno.”
Naomi drank again. “When did you know?”
Emily pretended to not hear her so Naomi asked again. “When I saw you.” She shyly replied. “My back got all hot and… it got hard to breathe.”
“Sounds like an asthma attack.”
Leave it to Naomi to make a joke when she was being serious here. “I don’t have asthma.” And thank god for that because she liked smoking pot. It helped calm down her thoughts.
“But you never said anything. Not until…” that night.
“It was the last party of middle school. I never thought I’d see you again.”
Naomi smiled at her softly a bit bashful. “And now here we are.”
Emily took in a deep breath, “Where are we exactly?”
“At the park.”
A burst of laughter erupted at her reply. Naomi could be so infuriating at times.
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TBC
Author: a_lil_nothing
Fandom: Skins
Pairing: Naomi/Emily
Rating: just some language
Summary: Using some of the episode descriptions and spoilers from ep 7, 8, 9 to write a fanfic. It’ll be a multi part.
Disclaimer: don’t owe anything.
Author's Notes: first time writing skins and English isn’t my first language so imagine that.
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3
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Why people organized protests so early in the mornings was beyond her. Especially on Saturday mornings Those were meant for sleeping in and then watching cartoons. Naomi wasn’t supposed to be walking out of her house on the way to the bus stop right now. She should be in bed, naked, eating a banana and watching her stolen telly. It didn’t help either that after Emily left the party last night she ended up drinking a lot more with Cook and poor JJ and now had the biggest hangover she’d had since the beginning of the school term. She showered twice last night and again this morning, vaguely remembering a fight and a couch fire. Or was it a couch fire and then a fight? she wondered as she hurried down the walkway.
“Naomi. Naomi, wait.”
The blonde was surprised to hear Emily’s husky voice call out from behind. She turned to see the girl hurrying to catch up with her. “I gotto go. I’m going to be late.”
“I’m coming with you.”
“Why?”
“Because.” She could tell that answer would not be sufficient enough for the girl. “I care.” Emily declared. She couldn’t think of another reason.
“About what? What are we protesting, Emily? Do you even know?”
“It’s about…” the twin shuffled in place, “injustice and… mean people?” She should have re-read the flyer. Possibly searched on the internet. Naomi was definitely not amused by her answer. “All right, so I don’t really know what it’s about.” Her eyes widened when Naomi turned away from her. “Look, I just want to spend the day with you.” Fuck. She rolled her brown eyes heavenwards. She hated how desperate she sounded but it was true. Last night hadn’t ended as she’d hoped and wanted to make it up to her.
Naomi smiled a small smile before turning back to Emily, “Come on then.”
*
Ten minutes was a long time to sit next to each other without talking. Naomi was lazily resting her head against the buses’ windowpane as Emily kept stealing glances at her drowsy face. She wasn’t sure who’d grabbed whom’s hand first but she was glad for the comfort of Naomi’s fingers entwined with hers.
She was normally shy and didn’t mind the peaceful quiet since usually it was a calm quiet. But the calm flew out the window whenever she was around Naomi. Being with the blonde made her feel so special. The energy was different. It was exciting.
Perhaps it was the second cup of tea she’d drank that morning that made her restless. “Aren’t you going to say something?”
No, not really, Naomi thought but asked “About what?” instead.
“Katie. Last night?”
“It’s not my place.” Naomi didn’t know why Katie was always such a cunt to her. She’d presumed after the joking around at Panda’s party that she’d at least be civil. After yesterday’s confrontation she couldn’t have been more mistaken.
“She’s a right bitch she is. Kept me up all night talking. Like I give a shit about Danny’s upcoming contract and- Hello?” She realized Naomi wasn’t really paying attention. “You all right?”
The blonde nodded slightly. “I’m a bit hung over. Mum made me this fruit thing with a raw egg in it. I don’t think it’s working.”
“Fruits and eggs? Bleh.” Emily’s ‘gross’ face was actually quite cute. “That doesn’t sound too appetizing. Are you sure that isn’t making it worse? Maybe you should-”
“Who’s got ‘I cant shut my mouthism’ now?” Naomi’s smug smile was contagious.
Emily chuckled. “I’m sorry. I’m nervous.”
“Nervous? Why?”
The redhead didn’t really know how to explain it. “Your friends. They’re going to be there, right? I’ve never met them before.”
“Luce and Ames? They’re shitheads. They’re probably skipping out on this protest like they do half the times. They’re quite disappointing. Plus, it looks like it might rain.”
“So, why you going?”
“Because… I care.” She grinned and Emily playfully hit her arm.
*
Emily was surprised at the large amount of people at the protest site especially since she now knew it was a just a demonstration to improve safety for cyclists and walkers around the city. The posters and banners said so. It was random but she guessed it was something that truly affected all of them. In particular Naomi who loved riding her bicycle.
“Oh god.”
“What?” Emily asked as she panned the square. She saw two girls about their ages trekking their way with beers in hand. Had Emily been alone she would have probably been somewhat alarmed. They looked like indie emo rocker chicks with attitudes. All the facial piercings didn’t help either.
The large smile coming from the brunette made it obvious that these were Naomi’s friends. “’Bout time, Bells. This is our third.” Lucy spoke, clinking her bottle with her companions.
Jesus! Naomi shook her head. It was 9 in the morning and they were already getting sloshed. Furthermore, she hated that nickname. “Emily, these are Lucy and Amy.” She introduced each one. They nodded their heads hello to the newbie.
“Hi.” The redhead shyly waved.
“You look familiar.” The black haired girl, Amy, stated. “We know you?”
Emily shook her head, “I don’t think so.”
“Fuck me!” Lucy jumped in place. “You’re from Bristol Grammar! I remember you! You’re the one that kissed Bells at Michelle’s party! You’re Fitch bitch’s sister, aint you?”
“Hell, yeah!” Amy laughed loudly in agreement. “That night was classic. The two of yous fighting like that. We’d smoked so much weed we thought we’d hallucinated it.”
The comment piqued Naomi’s interest since she didn’t remember much of what happened that night. She recalled drinking, smoking and dancing and then all of a sudden a pair of soft, soft lips on her mouth. Surely she would have remembered Katie and Emily fighting. Where the hell was she when that happened?
"Yeah. It was like watching someone fight themselves against a mirror. You and Bells friends now?”
Naomi was saved a reply by the bull horn announcing the start of the protest. She looked over at Emily and detected the redhead was somewhat embarrassed by the remarks Lucy and Amy were making. Why did she look a little guilt ridden as well?
*
After the demonstration the foursome decided to grab a bite to eat. The weather had turned for the better and so they were sat outside. Amy’d just finished telling Naomi and Emily about her latest adventure, “I’m telling you, Bells, you’ve got to do it. It’s fucking amazing.”
“Yeah. You should hear her terrified screams in the video I took. It’s fantastic.” Lucy laughed.
“I’ll be sure to pencil it in.” The blonde's sarcasm wasn’t lost on anyone. There was no way Naomi was going to bungee jump off any bridge any time soon. She wasn’t that adventurous. She took a quick look at Emily. The redhead had been quiet for a while now and it actually made Naomi somewhat uncomfortable. She saw the twin hadn’t finished her cheese burger either. “You done?”
Emily lifted her eyes from her drink, “What? Oh. Yeah. I’m not… hungry.”
Amy and Lucy had been keenly watching their interaction all morning having been surprised when they saw Naomi arrive with the smaller girl in tow. They now looked at each other knowingly. “So, how far you’ve gone through your ‘things to do’ list, Bells?”
“I’m sure she’s checked off a few.’ Amy added, “#6 for example.”
“Things to do?” Emily asked as Naomi glared at her friends. Naomi had a ‘things to do’ list? Why didn’t she know about it?
Lucy started to explain. “Yeah-“
“Shut up, you cow.” The blonde warned.
Lucy and Amy laughed at her outburst. Emily just questioned her with her eyes and Naomi softly shook her head. She then grimaced when she saw a figure that looked a lot like Jack Cook walking towards them. “Oh, shit.”
“Titties!” Cook announced by way of hello. “What a surprise. Who are yous?” he inquired as he grabbed Emily’s half eaten burger and took a bite.
Emily quickly reached over for it. “Cook, leave it.” She threw it down on her plate, “Go away.”
“What’s this, ladies? Weekly meeting of Sapphos are us?”
Amy and Lucy chuckled at the joke. Emily’s shocked look would have been hilarious too if her demeanor hadn’t changed so swiftly. She looked truly upset now. This made Naomi angry, “Fuck off, you cock!”
As usual, Cook was amused by her temper. “Don’t be like that, Naomi. You know you want it.”
“What?” Emily couldn’t hide the confusion in her voice.
The boy smiled at each girl before replying, “Me cock.”
This time Lucy and Amy laughed out loud. Naomi, on the other hand, quickly got up and grabbed him by his ear. She dragged him away from the table whilst yelling at him, “You twat! These are my friends!”
“Friends are overrated.” He looked over to find Emily staring at them. “Besides, you walk on water for that one.” With a self-satisfied grin, he waved at the twin.
Back at the table Lucy took this opportunity to inquire more about Naomi’s new pal. “So, Emily, how long have you and her been friends?”
Looking back at them, Emily answered, “Um, not long.”
“Really?”
She nodded. “Why?”
“No reason.”
Naomi walked back to the table as she gave Cook her middle finger, “Goodbye, Cook.” After sitting back down she sulked. “Fucking wanker.”
“You all right?” Emily asked her.
Naomi nodded and took a sip of her lemonade. She half smiled at Emily as Lucy launched into another story of hers to break the prickly silence.
*
“You’re being very quiet.” She had been. Even since they had caught the bus back home.
Emily didn’t know how to respond to Naomi’s statement. If she had to admit it, she was overwhelmed by it all. These past few weeks, Naomi’s odd friends, the random protest, Cook. Too much was whirling inside her head. She paused a second and looked at the blonde, “Fitch bitch?”
Naomi frowned. “Yeah, well. My opinion of your sister hasn’t changed much since then.” She could see the declaration hurt Emily. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
Emily shook her head, “No. I know she can be… difficult.”
“Putting it mildly there, Ems.”
“Katie’s got issues.”
“Don’t we all?”
“Not like her.” Truth be told she didn’t want to get into this now. “Are you sure they’re not a couple?” she asked, changing the subject.
“Luce and Ames?” Naomi laughed, “No! At least, I don’t think so.” She then looked as if a light bulb lit up over her head, “Do you think so?”
Emily grinned. Naomi could be so clueless sometimes, “They are so… gay, Bells.”
Naomi elbowed her gently. “Don’t call me that. I hate it.”
“Why?”
“It’s a stupid nickname. That’s why.”
“What’s it mean?”
Naomi looked at her like she was insane. “Naomi Camp-bell?”
“Oh, right.” Emily laughed at her moment of ditz. Naomi did too.
“Oi!” She quickly jumped up and rang the bell to get off the bus.
Emily was taken back by the sudden movement. “Where you going?”
“Let’s go.” She said as she took off to the back door. Her large ‘warning contains ideas’ bag whacked a few knees on the way.
“Where?”
“Just come on.”
*
“I think she’s afraid of losing me.” Emily took another drink from the bottle. They’d been here for over two hours, sitting on the grass, smoking, drinking, talking. The clouds rolled in again but luckily it wasn’t too cold out yet.
“Who?” Naomi asked, playing with the weeds around them, “Katie?”
“Yeah. She’s hates to be alone.” Katie needed the limelight because she was a twin. She was used to always being around someone, always having someone there for her. That’s why she always had a boyfriend. Emily on the other hand wanted solitude because of her twinhood. At least she did until she met Naomi.
“Then she shouldn’t treat you like shit, should she?”
Emily took another drink. “I guess it’s her way of showing me she loves me.”
“Well, then, she must love me a whole lot.” Naomi laughed at the absurdity of her comment. Once the connotation registered she looked over at Emily sitting across from her. The redhead was deep in thought. She touched her knee. “Em?” Emily looked over at her. “You don’t think she’s gay do you?” After the girl shrugged her shoulders Naomi reached over for the vodka bottle and took a swig, “Fucking hell.”
“Yeah.”
“Really?”
“I dunno.”
Naomi drank again. “When did you know?”
Emily pretended to not hear her so Naomi asked again. “When I saw you.” She shyly replied. “My back got all hot and… it got hard to breathe.”
“Sounds like an asthma attack.”
Leave it to Naomi to make a joke when she was being serious here. “I don’t have asthma.” And thank god for that because she liked smoking pot. It helped calm down her thoughts.
“But you never said anything. Not until…” that night.
“It was the last party of middle school. I never thought I’d see you again.”
Naomi smiled at her softly a bit bashful. “And now here we are.”
Emily took in a deep breath, “Where are we exactly?”
“At the park.”
A burst of laughter erupted at her reply. Naomi could be so infuriating at times.
*
TBC