Hey guys!So,it's my first actual fic,you know,I will post more chapters, this one is for FaithSky,without her,I wouldn't be here. so thank you thank you thank if you are not reading ''Sweet Disposition''-you should be ashamed of yourselves ,this one is kinda autobiographical,a lot of this stuff did happen to me,so...just read and enjoy :)

The sun was shining. Vicky's voice was nearly loud enough for me to hear, but I was too distracted by the tickling on my bare arms and legs. It was a beautiful day and we were stuck at school. Fucking brilliant.

Our free period allowed us to lie on the grass and just enjoy the sun. Just the three of us…me, Vicky and Steph. We've been best friends since the age of five. Vicky is the emotional one; she also loves being a right smartass. She is taller than us, well fit, with curly brown hair. She always says what she thinks which helps keep the balance in our friendship. Steph, well, Steph is Steph, no more and no less. Her name is really Stephanie, but no one actually calls her that. She is always up for a party, the social butterfly; you know …the one who always knows where the party is, the good guys or girls. I adore a certain part of her character, unfortunately on she usually hides. Sometimes, she can be really deep and serious. Steph has strong beliefs. I hate it though, coz she can kick me in the right direction, keep me in check so to speak. The three of us, always together: the emotional one, the party lion and the loner. No prizes for guessing which one I am…I don't like making new friends, I already have friends, good ones at that. My sarcasm is my power. Because of it people often think I'm arrogant and really self-centered. I'm ok with it though. They can think whatever they want to, I don't give a fuck. It's just the three of us against the world. I tell them everything and vice versa. I was just sat there, thinking about the day we met, when something rather hard hit me over the head.

"What the fuck!?" I jumped and looked around for the reason behind the pain now creasing over the back of my skull.

"Oh babe…drifting off again?" Vicky was wearing her infamous smirk, which ended up just making me smile, I was about to give a wise arse answer but before I could say anything Steph's phone was rang. 'You love her coz she is dead' echoed over the school. This girl has a really good taste in music. We all waited patiently whilst she nattered to whoever it was on the other end of the phone, smiling slightly as she got more and more into the conversation.

"Babes, we have been invited to a party. It's down in the centre of town and starts at three in the am. You up for it?" Her brown eyes were full of the excitement I could see growing throughout the phone call.

"I'll pass. Don't feel like it tonight." Everyone is allowed to back away from the excuse to get drunk, especially if they actually don't feel like having any fun whatsoever…loner remember!?

"Naoms, as much as I love you, you are no fun. C'mon live a little." She raised her eyebrows at me, making me roll my eyes in return and just end up staring at her. She knew she would win me round eventually…bitch.

"Yeah, and then end up in bed with a complete stranger. Thanks, but no thanks…" I broke our eye contact, attempting to fight against her persuasion knowing that, really…it was inescapable.

"Pfft...There is no need for sex. Just a drink, a dance and a little chat with your mates. Show the world you are still alive…I'm sure it's starting to worry!" She was grinning that annoyingly hilarious grin at me, the one she knew that I couldn't really resist…sometimes I really hate her.

"Oh, god…am I hearing things? Did Steph just say no need for sex?" I winked at her, causing her to roll her eyes in my direction…she may be a sarcastic cow, but I could hold my own.

"You are making me sound like a fucking sex maniac." She was actually shocked, did she not know her own reputation preceded her. I couldn't help but stifle a laugh.

"Babe, we love you…really...but you know you are little bit slut-ish." That was it, I couldn't hold the laugh back any longer and full on chuckled at how much of a slag she really was. That was until she slapped me with the back of her hand.

"Bitch!" That small backhand started a full on fight, rolling around on the grass, each of us attempting to slap the other silly. With the sudden onslaught of movement something fell from Steph's pocket.

"Oi, oi, what's this?" Vicky's excitement caused the fight to stop as suddenly as it had begun, until we both just sat, covered in grass, staring at whatever it was Vicky was holding. It looked like a fag, but on closer inspection it definitely held more than just tobacco…she was just twirling the spliff-like thing around between her fingers, smirking effortlessly.

"It's tea. I missed it and just, you know...thought we should do it again." It was tradition from last year. Smoking tea instead of weed. It's unhealthy, but still good. It really had been a while…Steph wriggled her eyebrows, making any inhibitions I had, cave beneath me.

"Ok, I'll come!" I huffed, watching the smile grow even bigger on her face.

"Oh, I made you come, just with my words. I'm that good." She was such a twat, but really…I loved her for it.

"Oi, shut up, you prick. Just give us the details." She was still grinning as she recited the factors of where, when and why.

"Fine, so, we're sorted. Now I have to go. See ya soon." With that Steph grabbed her bag, brushed off the grass from our tumble and headed to her music class. You could say that the love of her life is her guitar.

"She is annoying sometimes, but, god, that girl knows how to party." Vicky's filled the void that Steph's absence made, making us both laugh even fucking more; my sides were actually starting to hurt.

"Yeah, tell me about it." I managed through burst of chuckling. They say laughter is good for the soul, but this is fucking ridiculous. Vicky and I continued talking about the party and the other usual stuff for a bit. That was until something caught my eye and all coherent thoughts left my brain completely. A flash of bright red hair. It wasn't her, I knew it wasn't her…but it was certainly enough to make me think about her.

Flashback:

Bright red hair. Pale face and big brown eyes. Amazing body and something that immediately attracted me to her, even if I couldn't quite put my finger on it. She seemed familiar; something about her struck me from the very moment of notable distinction when she caught my eye. Standing there, looking at nothing in particular, making everything seem suddenly more beautiful.

"Naoms, are you listening to me?" Vicky was annoyed. I could tell just by the way her eyebrows looked, quirked up at the sides, almost scowling at me.

"Yeah, yeah, I am." Whether she believed me or not was another matter, but for now, she just rolled her eyes but continued her rabble anyway.

"Ok, so, I saw Freddie last night. Apparently he has a new girlfriend. Her name is Emily and she is beautiful. And I'm the loser, who is without a relationship yet a-fucking-gain." Vicky and Freds dated for like six months. He was very much in love with her, but she never let her guard down. Eventually they broke up, it was really really ugly and now she is just a miserable cow who can't seem to think of anything else.

"Just ignore him…And you are not a loser, just, you know… relationship-less. It's not a big deal. Look at me and Steph- we are perfectly happy alone." I thought I was being quite persuasive but she didn't look convinced.

"Some day you will find that special person and everything will be alright." My final roll of the dice, I really wasn't any good with anyone else's problems, I had enough of my own.

"Naoms, I need to tell you something…" Her voice was hoarse and she looked nervous, really nervous. Her eyes never left her hands.

"Okaaay, just tell me…" She was playing with her ring, but still being completely silent, I was always worried when she actually shut up, it meant something was really starting to get to her.

"Vicky, you can tell me, you know." I leant forwards ever so slightly, just to let her know that I was here for her and always would be.

"I like her." Her voice was barely a whisper, but I heard it as though there was no other sound revolving around the world.

"Who?" The question escaped me before I had really had time to process it, wait a sec, her, since when was she into girls? We've never really questioned our sexuality. We date whoever we want to and that's that.

"Steph." Her voice was still barely audible, dry and shaking against the nerves.

"What?!" I couldn't believe it, I was in complete shock, where the actual fuck had this come from? Stunned silence threatened to set in before I needed clarification.

"Steph? As in our Steph? Since when?" Questions poured out of me, I needed to know the ins and outs of what the hell was going on.

"It just happened, I didn't mean to fall for her, but you know her, she is a natural charmer. And I was lonely after Freddie and one day…I just… looked at her with new eyes." I was speechless. It's the curse. The one thing that could potentially ruin our friendship, coz let's face it falling for your best friend…it's really not a good thing. But I wanted them to try. Strangely, they look good together.

"Ok, I need a cigarette. Let's get out of here." With that silence was granted, giving me time to attempt to process everything.

Hours later…we were just smoking weed and talking about stuff. Everything had finally stopped going around and around in my head, time heals all…well time was fucking helping me make sense of something I didn't think was even a possibility.

"You should tell her. She has to know." Truth is always the way forward, even if it did hurt sometimes.

"No, at least not yet." Vicky still couldn't look at me as she tried to talk through all of this, she looked almost ashamed that she hadn't told me before now…but it was hard for her to share her feelings. So I ended up just putting a hand on her knee, silently letting her know that it really would all be ok.

"But why? What if she feels the same way?" Love was definitely something that needed to be spoken about, one of the few things that should, under no circumstance, remain hidden.

"You know her. She is like you for god's sake. She'll just try to act like everything is fine, but at the end it won't be and it will fucking ruin our friendship. I can't lose her. Just for now I will suffer in silence. So, please don't say anything, you have to promise you won't tell her." She looked so fragile and even if I didn't want to admit it, she was right. I didn't promise openly, I just nodded an understanding nod and took a long drag from the cigarette simply enjoying the feeling.

"It's a fucked up situation, isn't it?" I couldn't stand awkward silences but my prying was rewarded with her sorrow filled eyes meeting mine.

"Yeah, it is." She managed a brief smile before laying back down on the grass.

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