Hello! This is my first time writing, so writing as the characters is also very new to me.. but hey, everyone has to start somewhere right? Please don't let that discourage you from reading! The story begins from Naomi's POV, but that may begin to switch into Emily's and visa vera. Reading all the amazing naomily stories inspired me to want to give it a shot :) All mistakes are my own and the story should hopefully get better as it progresses, please bear with me! Let me know what you think?

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Skins.

Chapter One

"Come on dear, we're going to be late!" I roll my eyes, pulling the blankets back over my head. Jesus Christ, mothers…

I hear clashing and commotion coming from downstairs, and slowly pull myself into a sitting position, squinting from the blinding light beaming through my now wide open curtains. This is going to be a looong day. Not daring to glance into any reflective surface, I manage to make my way to the kitchen, eyes still half shut, slumping onto a stool at the kitchen bench. I notice mum is already dressed as my eyes scan over her outfit. A floral print shirt, long flowing skirt with every colour of the rainbow, coloured bangles and beaded necklaces layered up. I roll my eyes for the second time this morning. Fucking hippies.

"Oh, Naomi dear! Good morning" She says cheerfully, "You look like you need a strong coffee!"

I don't know whether to be offended at that remark or thankful as she hands me a mug of hot steaming coffee, but I thank her, forcing a bit of a smile.

My mum is bouncing off the walls this morning. I watch her gracefully cook and clean for today's big adventure, as I instead wait for the caffeine to begin to take effect in my body. And by todays big adventure I'm referring to some Mind Body Spirit Expo my mother has decided I need to come along to, to "find myself". The joy.

As I finally make my way to the front door a while later, I'm faced with a grinning Kieran seeing me out.

"How did you manage to get out of this one?!" I mutter, loud enough for him to hear. He smirks. I sigh exaggeratedly, his face still smirking as he hands me a packed lunch mother has made. "Because if its not organic-

"It'll be problematic!" We finish each other's sentences, bringing a smile to my face. He's good to her.

We say goodbye and the next thing I know, we're on the road, driving though miles and miles, and did I mention more miles?, of countryside with mum and there's no turning back.

"Isn't it beautiful Naomi?" Her eyes so mesmerized by the nature surrounding her that I have to keep reminding her to stay focused on the road.

All I can see is fucking grass and cows. But I can see this means something to her.

"Yeah…its really something"

We pull into the parking lot and I step out of the car, placing my feet on the ground for the first time in several long hours. It feels nice to be surrounded by fresh clean air and having the knowledge that no one I know will be anywhere remotely close to piss me off. I take a few steps, rummaging though my bag for my sunglasses, while mum gets out.

"All set?" She asks.

I look up, putting on my sunglasses. "Yeah" I reply. "Lets do this". Lets get this over and done with more like..

The sounds of our footsteps along the gravel path are increasingly being overtaken by the sound of music and buzzing of people in the near distance, when suddenly we are faced directly with the source. The grassed valley is filled with tents, stalls and mini stages scattered around what looks like hundreds of people zig-zagging their way though out.

"Wow" I exclaim, interrupting mum, as our surroundings come into view. It really was not my kind of scene, but I have to admit it was nothing like i have ever seen before. Mum looks completely in her element. She begins rambling on about stalls filled with handmade hippie clothing and bags, weird jewellery made from stones, herbal medicines, spiritual healings. The list continues as we make our way into the crowds.

"Which one do you think Naom?" Mother questions, holding up two very brightly patterned scarves. I screw my face up.

"Uh, neither?"

"Naomi" She warns, with a stern look on her face.

"Fine" I sigh, "The one on the left"

This seems to keep her pleased as she continues through the stalls, and I trail behind, squeezing my way through all the people.

"See anything you'd like?"

She watches me as I search around for anything better to look at than herbal aphrodisiacs where we have now stopped.

I pause, shuddering at the thought.

"Yeah mum, I think I'm going to go look over here" I signal towards a jewellery stall and she nods, smiling.

I run my fingers lightly over the bangles in front of me. Don't think I'll be "finding myself" at this place mother, I'm not you. Ugh, I wish she didn't have to act like she fucking knows me..She knows nothing about me.

"They're all handmade"

I snap out of my thoughts and raise my head, looking up at the stall owner, who is giving me a confused look and I realise I have been staring at these bangles for more than what would be considered socially acceptable for browsing.

"Impressive" I pause, "How much are these?" I ask, slipping a silver skull ring on my finger. They look to be hand carved and about the only thing that's remotely my style in this place.

"4 pound"

"I'll take two" I tell her, keeping one on my finger and popping the other into my bag. Maybe Eff will like one.

Effy and I met in college, although if we met now I doubt we ever would have become friends. Her presence was so mysterious, unlike anyone I had ever met before and she had this confidence over everyone without even having to speak. I didn't want friends, but one day during our first year I skipped class to have a smoke and caught her sitting on the floor of the girls bathroom, eyes red and mascara smudged down her cheeks. As we sat there she began to open up. It startled me at first but the more we got talking the more I realised how much we actually had in common. We were these two strong individuals who didn't care what anyone in the world thought of us. I was lonely because I didn't let anyone come near me, Eff on the other hand had plenty of friends but she never let people in, leaving her in exactly the same position as myself. It just worked.

I start to walk off, before I notice mum coming towards me.

"Oh massages! She smiles, seeing a sign, "I'm going to get one, would you like to join?"

"No" Christ is she serious.

I notice she is waiting for me to keep talking.

"No um, I think I'll go and-" Shit Naomi, what's wrong with you, can't even think of something to say.

"Eat!" I announce. That was close.

"Sure dear, I'll meet up with you lat-"

"Gina!" Mum spins around and my eyes glance upwards.

"Penny! Fancy seeing you here!"

"I'll call you later" Mum mouths as she walks off in deep conversation with Penny. Who the fuck is penny anyway?

I continue walking to the back of all these stalls, not making any eye contact and hoping to find some peace and quiet in this mad house.

"Freedom at last" I mumble, pulling myself up onto the ledge of a stone wall.

I sit cross-legged, pulling the lunch out from my bag that my mother has very kindly provided. It was nice over here. The voices of people were only murmurs, and the music could only faintly be heard. The parking lot was in the opposite direction, so no one even walks past here, and I can actually breathe in this air. There is only so much incense and fragrance candles that one can handle.

I unwrap this mystery lunch, leading to my great disappointment. Mum had poured dressing throughout my salad sandwich and made the bread completely soggy and inedible. I swear I'm not just being fussy.

"Fucking hell" I mutter, looks like I'll be going hungry today. But that's when I notice a stifle of laughter coming from close by.

I flick my eyes up suddenly. Nothing.

Turn my head to the left. Nothing.

Swing my head back and turn to the right of me. Nothing.

Pausing for a moment, I turn my head behind me in a fast swivelled motion, glancing down behind the wall I'm sitting on.

The first thing I see is red.

Soo...I'm sorry, it probably sucked. But review and let me know what you thought anyway? Did anything work, constructive criticism?

Or if it intrigued you even a tiny bit, just mention that you would read if I continued! It would mean the world to me :)

Things are just getting started.