It Happened One Day

Cassie/Sid - OC/Tony

Disclaimer: I do not own Skins. The only thing I own is the plot & the characters I create.

P.S. Skins is not real. If it were, I would be another one of Tony's causalities; trust me.

"Friends will keep you sane, love could fill your heart, a lover can warm your bed; but lonely is the soul without a mate." -David Pratt

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It had been weeks, if not months since Cassie had seen Sid; the bloke who she would always love to hate. He searched all of New York to find her, but when it came down to it, nothing could keep them together. She was happy being a free-spirit; working by day to make ends meet and partying all night to keep her stress levels down.

Sid, well, he had other plans. He wanted her to come home, go to college there, and probably get a flat together. The thought of growing up, made her sicker than the thought of eating.

Oh, that's right; she had "an eating disorder". Well, that followed her to New York as well. As much as she wanted it to go away, the thought of food made her ill. There was no time to eat between work, cleaning the flat, and enjoying the night life. Her roommate never asked her why she was the only one buying groceries; she understood that underneath those big, bright eyes and thin frame, there was hurt. She understood and that is the only reason why Cassie agreed to have her stay.

It was a Thursday night and Cassie had just locked up. She was working 9-9 during the weeks, which included scrubbing dishes, serving coffee, and learning to deal with perverts constantly groping her bum. As much as she hated her job, she enjoyed receiving a paycheck. Ever since she had left Bristol, her parents were constantly trying to send her money. Feeling as guilty as she did, she always sent the checks back. She made the decision to leave, so she was going to do this all on her own.

Twenty minutes later, she arrived in front of her apartment building. With her bag hanging loosely off her shoulder and shoes in hand, she looked like hell. Sluggishly she ambled up the cheaply carpeted stairs to the fourth floor. As soon as she was in front of her apartment, she sifted through her bag to find her keys. Swiftly she put in the key and turned the knob.

The tall, lanky blonde sighed deeply as she set her shoes and bag down on the counter. Sitting next to her was her roommate. Everything was put in its place; the dishes were done and the food was arranged (courtesy of Cassie).

"Hey Cass, how was work?" Her roommate looked her up and down. "You look like shit."

Ignoring what sounded like an insult but probably wasn't meant to be, she opened the fridge and took out a beer. "Work was good, I'm just tired."

Her roommate watched as she opened her purse and pulled out a small container covered in neon butterflies and flowers. Ah, they both knew this container very well. That one contained… the E and the Adderall? Maybe it's the Xanax and the Valium? It was hard to keep them apart when they all carried pills to get them fucked up. Cassie had been hitting the pills hard lately; it helped suppress the hunger cravings. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out.

Cassie took a blue one and set it down next to her beer; Adderall. She held the pill box in front of her roommate. Her face was paler than usual but her friend knew better than to ask if she was alright. Cass does not like to talk about her feelings. "Want one, Olive?"

The red head looked down at the assortment of pills in the box. There were so many options but she knew the exact high she was looking for. Quickly she grabbed a decent sized white pill and held it in her palm; Valium.

Without hesitation, Cassie popped open her beer. She put the small blue pill on the back of her tongue and took a swig. As soon as it was down, she handed the beer over to her friend.

After the pills were consumed, Cassie pushed herself up onto the counter across from her roommate. When she was high she thought that her friend was the prettiest girl she'd ever seen. Good thing she didn't take E otherwise she'd probably be snogging the life out of her right now.

"What are we going to do tonight Cass?"

Her eyes were fixated on her lips. Cassie would never consider herself a lesbian, but right now, while she was beginning to feel a slight rush of euphoria wash over her body, she could not take her eyes off of her roommates pink lips. She'd never realized how full they were.

"Cassie, hello, did you take too much Adderall?" Swiftly she shook herself. It wasn't polite to stare.

She opened her eyes wide and forced a smile to form on her lips. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine; Peachy in fact. Sorry what did you say?"

Leave it to Cassie to be zoning off. It was a common occurrence. "I was wondering what we're getting into tonight?" There was a pause as she touched her fingers to her lips," Do I have something on my face?"

The blonde giggled. She shook her head 'no' and genuinely smiled. "I want to go dance. You know I like… the lights very much."

"Yes Cass, I know you love the lights." Her roommate hopped off the counter and quickly took her hand in hers. "Let's go get ready, yeah?"

"It felt so wrong, it felt so right; don't mean I'm in love tonight. I kissed a girl & I liked it…" - I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry

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As the two girls descended the staircase, they cursed under their breath about their choice of shoes. High heels and the walk they were about to embark on did not mix well. Hallelujah for the pills they had consumed just an hour earlier. Now all they needed was for them to run their course so they didn't have to feel anything other than amazing.

Olivia was born and raised in New York so she had grown accustomed to the concrete jungle they called home. She was not tall, she could not whistle, and she despised cooking. Cassie loved having her as a roommate because she was simple and she was honest. Those were the two things she needed to keep her grounded.

Cassie took Olivia's hand into her own as they started on their journey. Without hesitation they intertwined fingers. The red head turned to look at her best friend. "Cass, do you ever think about going back home?"

There was a moment while she struggled to come up with an appropriate answer. Honestly she had no idea how she felt about going home. "I can't say there's any reason to go home. Everything I have is here now."

Olivia brushed a few strands of hair out of her eyes with her free hand. "Well what about Sid? You ever think about him?"

Cassie looked down. "Oh wow, I don't know. I guess I think about him… a lot actually."

Of course she did, he was her first love. Although Olivia didn't know much about her relationship with Sid, she could tell that things didn't end well. She had a few pictures of them in her room, along with a few of her friend Chris, but she would not talk about them. Her life in Bristol was a complete and total mystery to her roommate but she liked it that way. If Olivia didn't know too much about home then she wouldn't bring it up; she wouldn't have to deal with it that way.

They walked a block in total silence, weaving in and out of groups of people. Olivia looked over at her friend. The blonde's eyes were wide and her pupils were dilated; she was high.

"I guess I want to go home but I'm scared. " This was the first time Olivia had heard Cassie talk about her feelings toward home. She had no idea that her friend was truly ever afraid of anything. Cass always seemed so brave; so fearless.

"Cassie, scared? I had no idea that was even possible. You're so damn valiant all the time." She let out a giggle.

"I know it's a crazy notion, right? I just don't want to deal with things. I like simple. Simple is easy and I like easy." Olivia knew exactly what she meant.

They knew they were getting close to their destination when groups of men and women dressed in neon colors and smoking something illegal surrounded them.

Cassie came to a halt before they got to the door. Olivia stopped next to her and raised an eyebrow. "I think I'd like you to go home with me."

They had been roommates for a little over six months but it felt like they had known each other for years. Sure Cassie was a neat-freak who hated to express any emotion other than extremely happy and Olivia was a relaxed American with an odd sense of humor, but they had become sisters. If Cassie needed her to get through a hard time in her life, Olivia felt obligated to help.

"To England?"

The blonde nodded, quite violently. Olivia loved how overenthusiastic Cassie became when she was excited about something. "Alright, if you need me I'll be there."

Without warning, Cass flung her arms around her friend and pulled her into a tight hug. "Oh wow, I'm so thrilled that you're going to come with me. I do love you Olive."

The red head laughed quite hard as she shoved the blonde off of her. Their hands clasped together once more, as they headed toward the doors of the club.

"You should know I love you too Cass." Best friends means you put yourself in awkward situations so the other person can gain some closure.

As they entered the club, they were greeted by bright lights, loud music, and a crowd that was sweaty and heavily intoxicated. Cassie held Olivia's hand high above their heads as they made their way through the crowd to the bar.

Before the red head was able to order drinks, Cassie put her hands on her best friend's shoulders. The blonde looked at the girl in front of her, wanting to soak in every feature of her whilst in her state of complete and total bliss.

She wanted to look into her green eyes and tell her that she has speaks of brown. She wanted to run her fingers through her deep red hair and tell her that she smelled like apples. She wanted to touch her full, pouty pink lips and tell her that when she's high, she often thinks about kissing them. Most of all, she wanted to tell her how jealous she was of the fact that she had curves but was still slim. She was jealous that she could eat and still stay skinny.

"Thank you for agreeing to go with me Olive. You're just so great to me; so super."

Blood rushed to her cheeks as they continued to maintain eye contact. Olivia nodded and quickly looked away. Whenever they were high this always happened; pills can make a good girl think like a lesbian.

"Cassie, like I said, I love you."

Without putting too much thought into it, Cassie leaned forward and crashed her lips into Olivia's. As much as she wanted to fight it, to tell her that she wasn't into girls like that, Olivia gave into the feeling rising in her from the narcotics.

Cassie let her hands trail from her friend's shoulders to the small of her back. Their kisses became frantic, sloppy, but most of all, passionate. Olivia placed her hands on Cassie's rib cage. As they made out, she found herself rubbing her thumbs under her breasts through her tank top.

Before things moved any further, Olivia pulled away. Awkwardly, she wiped Cassie's lip gloss from around her mouth. She avoided making eye-contact with her best friend at all costs.

Cassie just stood there in complete shock. She knew she had that blank stare on her face that she was famous for, but she didn't care. This was an impulse that she never thought she'd act upon. She had just kissed her roommate and best friend. "I didn't mean it," she stated quietly.

Olivia nodded, still unable to look at her. "I know. Let's go dance. We'll worry about this and Bristol tomorrow."

The red head was gone before she could respond. Cassie looked down at her feet, unable to deal with the thoughts that were fluttering through her mind. She did not love Olivia like that, or at least she didn't think she did. No, she loved Sid as much as she hated to admit it.

She kissed Olivia to feel something.

She kissed Olivia… and she liked it.

"Oh… shit."