The people who make us happy are never the people you expect.
"What did you go and do that for!" Here we fucking go again…
"Do what?" I act nonchalant. I know it won't work, but hey, at least it will buy me a few seconds before my head gets bitten off for the 48th time today.
"Uh, Emily! She was totally about to ask you out! Why'd you have to tell her we had to go?" she whines on.
"I dunno. I just… wasn't interested." It was the easiest way out. Getting into another argument with Katie about my sexuality and how it "works" was not something I could be bothered with right now. We've been Christmas shopping all day, I'm fucking knackered and all I want to do right now is crawl into my bed and stay there.
Just as we were walking out of the mall we ran into some guy, Katie's latest boyfriend. Cook I think his name was. I wasn't really listening. More like Cock. He was such an arse. I mean, he was alright, just a bit over-enthused, if you get what I mean. Like, wouldn't stop asking Katie if she wanted a ride on his "magic stick, or should I say magic log". Hmm… Katie seemed rather keen actually, but gay as I am, I don't think I'd ever go near him… you know… ever.
He was with his friend Mandy. She was okay. She was attractive, quite dark, just… not really my type. Katie, for some reason, is one of those people who think that all gay people are desperate. Like, that because, especially at our age, there aren't many other lesbians around so when I meet one I automatically have to jump her just so I can 'get some'.
Anyway, my name is Emily Fitch. I'm 16 years old, and I have a twin, Katie, who is…, well… an interesting person to live with. I'm gay. Like, really gay. Everyone knows, no one cares, really. I mean, I guess just like everything, there are always going to be people who disagree with you and your ways. Katie doesn't mind that I'm gay; she's just a bit ignorant. And as for my mum and dad, they're alright with it. Dad is really supportive, but Mum is still having a bit of trouble with it. She understands, and knows that it's not my fault and that it's just the way I am, but she can often be a bit awkward. She's just not ready to 'flaunt it' yet. Which is okay, I think.
We took a seat with Mandy and Cook at the ice cream shop and chatted for a bit. And forgive me if I'm wrong, but I'm quite sure that Katie was giving Cook a handjob under the table for half the time… I talked to Mandy. She was nice, I just, didn't feel it though. I've only really 'felt it' once. Her name was Effy. And she was wonderful. That was 5 months ago. I've been on my own since.
I managed to escape Mandy as I thought she was about to pounce but I knew I wouldn't get away without a bit of questioning from Katie. It's inevitable.
We walk out of the of the mall and I squeeze my eyes shut. Considering the amount of snow we've had lately, the sun is ridiculously bright.
"Why though? She was hot." Jesus… I eye her up curiously. "I mean… like… for a girl. Oh for fucks sake Em you know that I mean."
I laugh at her and she turns a light shade of red. Wow, and to think I actually thought Katie was immune to embarrassment.
We continue walking and cross the road into the middle, to get to the bus stop on the other side of the sidewalk. When suddenly my vision is blurred, and I see someone beautiful standing next to the bus shelter. I'm not going to pretend like I fell in love with her that instant, but hell, I think I probably could have if I'd wanted to. She was beautiful. Sure, you see beautiful people every day, they walk past you, they may smile at you. But you forget about them a mere few seconds later. This one, she was the kind of beautiful person you don't forget. The kind that stays with you, whether it be just for the day, the week, the month, regardless of whether or not you see them again. She was just a girl. Just a girl standing there at the bus stop. She wasn't even looking at me. It was like there was a spotlight on her, I just couldn't… not look.
"Emily? Hello! Emily!" Katie screams at me so loud that I actually see the beautiful girl turn to look at me. She smiles. I tear my eyes away.
"What, Katie?" I roll my eyes.
"What do you mean, 'What Katie?" She screeches. "You just about fucking got hit by a car, fucking watch where you're going would you?"
I look back at the girl. Short, white blonde hair, just below her shoulders. She's wearing a short, black dress covered by a green and blue plaid blazer. I like it. I fall out of my daze and realise I've been just staring at her for a good 40 seconds; she's still smiling at me though.
I smile back then look at Katie; she looks like she's trying her best not to laugh.
"Well isn't that just fucking adorable." She says mockingly. "Juliet and Juliet; love at first sight." She clasps her hands and bats her eyelashes, earning a scowl from me.
"Fuck up Katie." I laugh and roll my eyes. I don't look at the girl again. I go and sit on the right side of the bench at the bus stop, Katie sitting far away on the left side.
We sit there for a few seconds in silence, listening to the sounds of the city around us.
I turn my head to look at Katie and find myself jump when I see none other but the girl, sitting in between Katie and I, staring thoughtfully with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth. She inhales, and I watch her lips curl around the cigarette as she does so. She shuts her eyes, and blows the smoke out into my face slowly. I, too, close my eyes and breathe in, all I smell is cigarettes and perfume, it must be hers. I open my eyes to find her smiling at me, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. She extends her hand out in order to shake mine.
"Hi. I'm Naomi."
So, if any of you were wondering, I am back! I know I have been on a rather long hiatus; truth is I just lost any and all motivation to finish my last story. If anyone else wants to finish it, go for your life. Otherwise, I sadly must say, it is done. I don't plan any of my writing. I just open a word document and the words just flow, unfortunately for 'Walk on the Wild Side', the words flowed in the wrong direction and I have no idea how the story ended up where it does, and now I'm unsure of where to take it. Anyhow, it is Christmas day, and as I was sitting around the Christmas tree being bored to tears while my 3 and 5 year old nieces sang my whole family Christmas carols, I stumbled upon this idea. So here I go, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I, hopefully, will enjoy writing it. Happy holidays everyone :-)