SKINS – GEN 4 – SERIES 7 – 7.05: HAYLEY
Hello my lovely readers and welcome to Episode 5! As promised earlier, this episode is actually a really nice one. You know those really heart-touching kind of episodes? Like 1.02: Cassie and 3.07: JJ, those nice kind of ones :) They're some of my favourites so I hope to get some of my stories up to that level. I just watched a really awesome Skins Montage with a song I had planned for the end of either 7.01 or 7.02 in it, and it was really cool, so now I shall get writing.
The tree on the left, the thin one with big, bushy leaves, was cut out slightly on the left, you couldn't see all of it and you need a good enough gap so it's not touching the edge of the frame.
Hayley slid the camera across slightly to the left, and then looked at it again, much better. She tilted it slightly upwards to get more of an obscurely shaped cloud in the shot.
She frowned and went into the option bar; she turned the tone up to get a lighter colour. This time it looked a lot better; it was like a framed picture on the screen.
Hayley held it still and snapped the shot. Before moving it in the slightest, Hayley checked the photo and it was terrific, one of her best, she thought. She smiled to herself, picking up the camera and then twirling on the spot in the park.
An old man strolled up a few meters to her left in a big brown coat. She smiled and took a snap of him.
He turned suddenly towards her with a frown, and she just smiled and waved at him, with her hand relatively covered by her jacket sleeve.
She slung her camera around her shoulder and got on the bike parked behind her, kicking it into motion.
Hayley pedaled out of the park and hit the suburban roads, immediately coming across a hill.
She smiled to herself as she begun to ride down the hill with great speed, the wind hitting her teeth and the sun brushing her forehead, the day was lovely and cool, and there didn't seem like anything wrong in the world.
Kelly wasn't sending a demanding text, nobody had broken down, Sam wasn't complaining again, everything was relatively perfect.
She slid smoothly along the pavement, waving by people on the streets she had never seen before as she went.
She skidded to a firm halt outside her house, as she went to park her bike around the side of the house, tying it firmly to the fence.
She went round to the door, and got the key out of her pocket as she went inside. A head poked around the wall as she came in, a grey one with fur and whiskers, as it meowed happily trotting up to Hayley to rub it's head against her legs.
"There you are," she said, "You disappeared earlier, I was going to have to chat to you before I left."
The cat purred as he rubbed her legs.
"No," said Hayley, "I was just out up at Ferb's hill taking photo's, no need to worry."
The cat let out a delightful meow.
"Alright, watch the tone of voice, I'll get you food!" she said.
Hayley walked into the kitchen, where her Dad was sitting, typing on a laptop, "Ah! You're home! I thought I heard you come in, how are you?"
"Great!" said Hayley, "Loads of pictures, I got some really good ones today, the colour of the sky was just right."
"That's good to hear," said Norman, "I, uh… made you Macaroni, I'm getting better at I think."
Hayley smiled, "Oh thank you! And you definitely are Dad, getting way better at cooking, especially with the hours you put in," said Hayley walking over to the cupboard, to get out some plates.
"Oh, also I think there is a bottle of left-over Creaming Soda in the fridge, if not I'll get some more before tonight." He said.
"Wonderful," said Hayley, "Has the cat been fed?"
Norman looked down at the cat prowling around the cupboards, "Yes, twice, she only nibbled at it both times."
Hayley knelt down to the cat, "Why are you complaining then Atticus! Honestly, you are the biggest fusspot I've ever met, keeping in mind I spend days on end with Samantha O'Keefe, is at that fatty cat from next door? I swear he's been stealing our socks."
Norman frowned, "So that's where they got to. Are you gonna watch TV?"
Hayley smiled, "Actually I was gonna go put these on the computer and edit them for a bit, we're still watching Thor tonight, yeah?"
Norman smiled, "If you still want to… I was gonna go grab it up the street along with some popcorn and other things, what were those ice-cream's you wanted?"
Hayley clicked her fingers and pointed at her Dad, "Caramel Cookie Crunch! They're amazing!"
Norman laughed, "Alright, I'll get that."
Hayley walked over to her Dad with her bowl in hand and smiled, "Thanks Dad," she said as she kissed him on the cheek and then walked out of the room with the Cat soon following her.
Norman looked over and smiled to himself, before looking back down at the laptop.
Hayley sat down at her desk, opening up her computer. Immediately Kelly messaged her on the computer, 'OI DITSY, CUM OVER TO MYPLCE, SAM HAS BROUGHT SPLIFF.'
Hayley sighed and closed the messenger, as she spoke to herself, "Piss off Kelly, I don't care at all."
The cat looked up at her. Hayley frowned, "Don't give me that look! She is my bestfriend, but she's still a drag."
The cat gave a slow meow.
Hayley sighed, "You're right, I do need new friends," she said, as she ate a mouthful of macaroni and plugged in the card.
She opened up her Tumblr and began scrolling through; there was a nice picture of a meadow under a bright blue sky which she reblogged, she was definitely feeling like a bright morning mood.
She looked in her ask box and saw an anonymous figure had posted 1 message. Hayley saw that they had left a simple message, '7'; she frowned and then realized, "Oh right". She checked the question sheet and scrolled down to number 7, 'Have you ever had Anal Sex?'
Hayley's mouth fell open, "Gross!" she exclaimed. She leant her head back and then smiled as she began to type in, 'Virgin! Trololololol' and smiled happily to herself as she clicked the answer button.
A message came up on her computer screen and Hayley scoffed as she read it, "2 hours!" she said, as she sat back in her chair.
She blew her lips, as she looked at the ceiling and then to her right, "Alright Mumu," she said, "Where's that Pretty Little Liars DVD?"
Norman arrived home, and came through the door and out of the pouring rain shaking his straggly and curled hair out, and hanging his jacket up in the hallway.
"Hayley, I'm home! I got those Caramel Cookie Surprise's or whatever they are's…" he shouted.
He walked into the kitchen to see Hayley's smiling face pressed against the glass of the oven, "Whatcha doin'?" he said with a chuckle.
Hayley looked over, "I made chocolate brownies, with! … M&M's."
Norman laughed and shook his head, "Should've made it with Smarties."
Hayley poked her tongue out, "Eck! M&M's!"
"Smarties!"
"M&M's!"
Norman laughed, "Alright, that's enough out of you… Smartie," he said with a smile.
Hayley looked over with a smirk, "You think you're so funny don't you."
"I am so funny," said Norman smugly.
Hayley laughed and shook her head, "Do you want to go get the movie set up?"
Norman nodded, "Oh yeah, I'll do that, Chinese is on the coffee table."
Hayley sat next to her Dad on the couch with a cushion in her arms and her legs curled up, with the cat next to her, "I'm not sure if I like it as much as Iron Man, it's probably cause Robert Downey Jr. isn't in it, but the animation for the… um… Valhalla, or whatever it is, is pretty good."
Norman raised his lower lip "I haven't seen Iron Man."
Hayley turned to him, "Get out! Why didn't we grab that instead?"
Norman shrugged, "I don't know, you said Thor, you didn't even mention Iron Man."
"Well we definitely have to watch that and Captain America, before The Avengers comes out." She said nodding.
"What's The Avengers?" He asked.
Hayley sat there with her mouth wide open, and then smacked him with the cushion.
"Oi!" he yelped as he laughed.
Hayley began to tackle him with the cushion as he let out an 'Ah!' and she giggled with the cushion against his face.
Hayley took off her beanie and hung it over the end of her bed, with her pajama shirt and shorts already on.
She stood in the mirror making faces and brushing the hair out of her face, she tried to smile at herself, but it faded and she looked down and walked away towards the bed.
She slipped under her covers, which were warm and fresh. She leaned over to the lamp and turned it off, but as she tried to lean back she looked over disturbed by the fading light and turned it on again, then turned it off again, but still it was getting to her, she kept doing it, getting slightly faster, but then Hayley smacked her hand and leaned back shutting her eyes tight.
She whispered to herself, "Meds, meds, meds, meds." She opened her eyes again and turned on the lamp, climbing out of bed.
She left her bedroom and went into the hallway, "Dad! Where are my meds?" she shouted.
"There's a new bottle in the bathroom cabinet sweetheart!" he shouted back.
She went into the bathroom and poured herself a glass of water, before opening the cabinet and pulling out a small brown glass bottle with a white and blue label on it.
She twisted off the cap, and put 2 in her mouth before screwing it back on and swallowing it with the drink of water.
She walked back into her bedroom, slipping back under the covers and turning off the lamp, this time resisting the urge to turn it back on again by shutting her eyes and burying her head against the pillow.
As she tossed about trying to fall asleep her mind flicked from one thing to another: The Avengers, How I Met Your Mother, Her photo's, Kelly and Sam and funnily enough Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory for some obscure reason, but then her mind flicked to something else, and her eye's flicked open.
She wasn't getting to sleep, so she crept out from under the covers without turning the lamp on.
She moved her mouse so her computer screen flicked on and she saw the time was 12:23. On any given night she wouldn't even be in bed by this time, but Monday College mornings could be extremely painful, especially without decent sleep.
She went to Facebook, a devilish site of which she rarely liked to visit, but did so occasionally for various things involving her friends who weren't on Tumblr, which was all of them as far as she knew.
Drew hardly used Facebook, but regardless still had it, as he claimed, 'For events and shit', but as far as she knew he probably hadn't touched the Internet in quite a while.
She went over to his profile and smiled at his relatively empty wall, except for a rather few pointless messages from Dean, Paulie, Gemma and some of the others.
Her smile faded when she saw random girls posting, messages such as, "Drew you are so cuddly and sweet, I really love you and Saturday Night was amazing, we should get together sometime."
But her smile soon returned when she'd see that days later he'd reply with, "I'm not sure I know who you are, but people like you are a disgrace to the human society, please do not violate my wall with your filth again." She laughed to herself, at the thought of Drew typing something like that.
She clicked his photo's and scrolled through them smiling, and bringing her hands up to her mouth to cover her smile when she saw the one of the two of them in the same photo at some party a while back.
She closed down her computer and went to lie back in her bed, unraveling her earphones and plugging them into her iPod.
She scrolled down until she got to a song entitled, Wet Concrete. Kelly had done her a big favor a while back and got her hands on a song Drew had recorded at home of him playing one of his written Guitar Solo's and singing along.
Kelly refused to say where she got it from just to drive Hayley mad, but gave her the song regardless.
She closed her eyes as she clicked the play button, and drawn out arpeggio's and slides began to resound.
She smiled as Drew's voice came in and quickly fluttered to sleep.
I think most of you have figured out that Hayley has a huge thing for Drew a while back, like Episode 2 or whatever, if not well… now you know! Although this chapter was relatively uneventful, it gave us an insight into Hayley's life, which is generally how most episode's go… so review and keep reading! Chapter 2, up soon, either later tonight or Thursday is my guess.