Yeah? Well Go F**k Yourself

March 2010:

Did she really think i would be so timid and naive as to let myself be sucked in by those eyes?

Those beautiful, big, b... NO! I'm nobody's bitch! Get a hold of yourself!

I pull back, just as I feel the slight touch of her lips against mine., a palm pressing softly against my cheek. I feel her hesitate, trying to put me at ease but still, I stupidly withdraw again. I sense her pulling back and i WANT to pull her into me but it's already too late. Total confusion takes place in her eyes. Then within seconds a slight recognition of my fear and then a total dominance and anger takes over. She's well pissed. Fuck.

Naomi:

That was the first time i ever wanted to kiss someone. No, it was the first time I wanted to kiss anyone. No, who am i kidding, it was the first time I really wanted to kiss someone OR anyone, it just happened to be a girl.

A girl.

DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED!

That's so fucked up I don't know what to do. I mean, i'm soooo not gay but I'm the one who tried to kiss her. Kiss HER!

Fucking shit!

Chapter 1.

April 2010:

Emily:

My twin sister is seriously THE epitome of `straight'. Sure, I know we're kinda different but Katie just seems, I don't know... well actually I do, she's straight. And to be honest, a total slut... I can say that, I'm her sister!

She's got the hot boyfriends, the hot shags or just the hot hook-ups.

To be honest though, they're not hot. Well... not my definition.

Maybe I'm being too mean. I'm sure they're the stereotypical `hot, good and fit' boyfriend type but personally, I just don't get it.

I think i'm being well judgemental. I mean, really, they are quite appealing AND i can appreciate the muscle tone so it's only fair I give one of them a fair trial... right?

So, I give in. Apparently tonight, my night will be `rocked' by Andy. (Why all` fit' boys names have to end in `Y' is beyond me, but i'm given no chance) Apparently this boy is Danny's (Katie's latest fling's) brother and a senior at our school... oh, sooo impressive! Not!

So here we are at some nondescript, shit pub on a Friday night. Katie, with her `ohmygod the sexiest guy ever' Danny and me with `errr,yeah, Danny's brother...whatshisname'

Halfway through trying to explain to me why the Bristol Rovers are THE best... Blah blah blah (The ant I've been watching for the better half of an hour seems about to take the crumbs I've been giving it, into the salt and pepper shakers to score the winning goal of the premiership) is interupted by Katie. Andy was oblivious but realistically i'm sure my little ant would have beaten ANY opponent had he been given an additional 30 seconds.

`Em...EM...EMMMMM!?"

I look up at Katie's insistence with a glum face.

`Wot?!' she asks me with a look that could kill.

'You missed the premiership goal' I reply with a sigh whilst looking at my tiny defeated ant that seemed to have choked in the final seconds against some bigarse bull-ant who came from under the table and was totally offside in my opinion.

'Wot?!' she asks again, slightly unnerved that she may have missed an important goal and therefore seemed a lesser WAG.

I shake my head, knowing she won't understand. ` Nothing' my reply takes me back to Katie's reality.

'So, we're going home yeah?' I ask, trying to keep the pleasure off me face.

I should know my sister, really i should but it came as a completely unwelcome surprise when i was told;

`Nah Babes, we're hanging with Danny and Andy tonight. A friend has a house party going on and the boys will be well sure to take care of us tonight! And hey Ems, if you're lucky, maybe tomomorrow morning too!'

'KATIE, YOU CAN GO AND GET F...'

'FINAL CALL FOR DRINKS!' the publican interupts me with a glance in my direction and a slightly sympathetic look.

Fucking hell...