So yeah, I'm starting a new story. I've got really stuck with "She's a Genius", but that doesn't mean that one is finishing any time soon don't worry the next chapter for that will be up soon, trust me. I have really loved the support I've got for "she's a genius".

I hope you enjoy this story, it's an idea I've had for a while. It will mainly be all Naomi.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN SKINS.

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This, this could be. The summer, the summer of Love.

This, this could be. The summer when I grow up.

It's never been like this.

I am just starting over.


Summer. 2010. The usual activities.

Get drunk and do fuck all for 8 weeks.

And like every year I take 1 week out of my 8 to help my mum run a holiday club for kids under 11. I don't mind doing it that much, it's a bit of fun really, even though the kids fuck me right off, you get used to it. The constant name calling, the whining about being too hot or too cold or the best one being "I need the toilet!". I don't see why they can't just walk themselves to the toilets, its not like they are completely incapable. There is also the happy-go-lucky singing, smiles all over the fucking shop and clapping going on. There are even actions to go along with the song. Fuck me it's embarrassing.

The holiday club raises money for environmental charities that my mum's involved in. No surprise there really. As the club is involved with "green" charities, it's all about making the world a better place for "the generation of tomorrow" or some bollocks like that. The only thing that really makes it easier to deal with is that my some of my friends come along and are young leaders with me. My mates Effy and Cook come along, occasionally bringing Freds and JJ. We all have a good laugh. Eff and Cook have a good ol' fuck in the back rooms and Freds spends his time smoking spliff. I would join in on the spliff, not the fucks in the back rooms, but me and JJ are needed to hold the fort and make sure the kids don't kill each other, and as I am my mothers daughter, I feel like I have some kind of duty to help out.


JJ's a funny guy. Curley hair and the most colourful array of jeans and shoes I've ever seen in my life. He's a bit like my geeky brother. I look after him and he tries to look after me. Every one thinks our friendship is weird but I like to say it's entertaining at best. He's an odd choice of friend but we always seem to be the ones left out. Cook and Effy always go and fuck whenever they get the chance and Freds, well he's in love with Effy so he never likes to be around, but lately he's been going out with some girl, apparently she's a bit of a slag, he's bringing her along to the holiday club so that should be interesting.

Me and Cook used to be closer. We always went out and got fucked up to drown out our lives in reality. Sometimes we would go out and actually pretend to be different people, we would adopt separate personas. It was fun, and sometimes we would just sit outside and chat. We have never been the kind to talk about our feelings but when really drunk and high lots of things happen. But since Effy we don't spend much time together. I would never fuck him so he found another girl to do it for him. I could never hate him but at this present time we don't talk to each other much, and if we do it's usually insult after insult.


So here I am. First day of holiday club. 8 in the morning. I feel like shit, I look like shit and I really can't be arsed with a load of little kids tugging at my leg for my attention. I hate having to be here so early, but being the daughter of the "boss" I have no choice in the matter. Usually I can be a complete bitch to my mum but for one week a year, I try to be a good daughter. She cares about this club. I actually do admire her for that sometimes.

6 team tables are moved into the church hall, 4 in each corner of the and 2 spaced out in the middle. Yeah the club is held in a church, they have to let us in, and it makes the church look tolerant of young people, even though whenever I walk in I get a dirty look from the old women sorting out the flowers. I usually just mutter under my breath "go fuck yourself love." They might hear me every time but fuck them, I'm giving up my time to be at this shit hole so they can't judge me without knowing me. Fuck knows I don't even know myself.

We get team t-shirts every year, which really aren't that flattering. Normally I'm put into JJ's group but mother dearest wants me to look after one of our new young leaders, one of which is the girl Freds is fucking. I really don't want to babysit some skank and have to be nice to her, there's also Pandora and Thomas coming for a visit from America. I went to college with them, they're sweet and they always used to help out so it's nice that they are coming back. Thomas will probably be doing the singing with the kids while Panda swoons over him. The other I know nothing about, a complete mystery. So today should be full of surprises.


8.30. I've been here for half an hour still helping with the setting up. We have now collected all of our craft materials and set them out on the craft tables in another room of the church. I've unpacked the parachute, so when it comes to the parachute games my mum isn't fucking about with unpacking it herself cos that always ends badly for someone. And that someone is always me. Last year while trying to unpack it she ended up hitting me right on the nose with her elbow. God knows how it happened, but I ended with the mother of all nose-bleeds lasting about half an hour. Of course this was hilarious for all of the children. And of course Cook. But fuck me it hurt, so that is not happening this year.


9.00. I've now spend 1 hour setting up, with some help from mother so now I've decided to just sit back with a cup of tea and wait for the children to arrive. Cook and Effy arrived like 5 minutes ago, shortly followed by JJ who came to sit with me. I must have looked lonely. I've gotten so used to that feeling that I don't notice it anymore. It's like when you get a bruise and then forget it's there. That is until you smack your leg into a door making the bruise create a pain that fucking kills. JJ is like that door that I smack my leg into. He reminds me how lonely I am, and it all hurts again. I love him but it does get fucking annoying. Panda and Thommo arrived at around 9.15. Of course along with Panda came a long line of incoherent sentences which i can only assume is that she is excited to see us all. I also worked this out because she hugged me and I think I possibly stopped breathing at some point because me chest was literally being crushed. See this is why I don't normally do hugs. Now we are just waiting for Freds and the two helpers he's bringing along. I just really can't wait to meet his "girlfriend". If that's what she is anyway.


9.25. We are supposed to start at 9.30, and still no sign of Freds and the other two. I may be good at looking after these kids but I can't look after my team of 8 on my own, I need another team member, and that team member is not here. I've been assigned to the purple team and so far I've got 3 boys running around me finding it greatly amusing and 4 girls who keep asking me how to spell my name so they can write my name tag. I'm perfectly capable of writing my own, but it took 10 minutes just to write theirs. Fucking ridiculous. JJ has been left with Panda on the yellow team and Cook and Effy have been separated and been given a group of 4 each, much to their disappointment. No fucking each other with theirs eyes constantly now.


Fucking finally, it's nearly 9.30 and Freds and some skank on his arm have waltzed in. She's reasonably small, leopard print tights, the shortest shorts I've ever seen in my life and a top that reveals way too much cleavage for a holiday club. She is going to hate the t-shirts that she gets given as it covers everything up. Sad times for her. Those two are the green team, green does not suit her at all. What a pity. I fucking love sarcasm.

I still haven't got my team mate, right I'm on my own then, I better get to work. That is until I'm interrupted from my name tag writing by someone tapping on my shoulder. It's my mum how lovely, with what looks like Freddie's skanky girlfriend but at the same time like someone completely different. She's looks really sweet, quiet. I can deal with quiet.

"Naomi this is Emily, she's Katie's sister. She's going to be your partner. Have fun darling." I smile politely at my mum and she walks off. The girl I now know as Emily, is just standing there, she looks so lost bless her. She really is quite sweet.

"So Emily? Get your T-shirt on and we'll get to work yeah?" With that sentence she again just looks at me still, quiet lost. So I choose to just shove her shirt on her myself. As her head pops through the neck hole she looks so shocked. I just grin at her. Her vibrant red hair is now quite a mess but she should have put her t-shirt on when I told her to. After standing there just staring at each other she laughs. I like her laugh, I like her smile. I like her already.


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