Hey all! If you're reading this, thanks in advance. I've been entertaining the idea of writing a Naomily fic for a while now. Finally gotten around to it after reading and being inspired by other's stories.

Follows Naomi and the whole gang in their first year at university. They didn't all go to the same college or anything like that. Please let me know what you think or if I should continue. Enjoy and thanks again for reading!

I don't own skins or anything of the sort.

Chapter 1: Intro

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Naomi let out a sigh as she leaned against the door jam of her new room. University. Fucking hell. She had waited forever to get here, and now that she was all that excitement seemed to have dissolved into nerves. She walked in throwing her bag down onto the unclaimed bed. Her roommate's offensively colorful possessions already neatly unpacked.

Naomi remembered the only contact she'd had with her roommate over the summer. Once receiving her roommate assignment she gave her a ring after a few days.

It had gone to voicemail. "If you like fish sticks leave a message!" Beep.

"Jesus…um well no, I don't really fancy fish sticks but I'll leave a message anyway. Hello, it's Naomi, you're roommate, figured I'd just give you a ring. See if you wanted to talk bout what you're bringing to university? Alright well, later then."

"Fish sticks?" the blonde sitting next to her said as she put her phone back in her bag.

Naomi rolled her eyes, "Fucking hell. Yes, fish sticks. Her voicemail said something about them."

"Her mobile voicemail mentioned fish sticks?" the blonde laughed. "Sounds like you got paired up with a right winner."

Naomi was about to curse the girl out when her phone started to ring.

"I'm sitting next to you, I'm the only person that calls you, who's calling you?" The girl asked. "Gina?"

"Shut up," Naomi said before answering her phone.

"Hi! It's Pandora. Sorry I missed your call. Must not have heard it. I've been having a bogger time trying to pack. An I've been playin' my music too loud again, or so my mum says. Jumbles of the brain cogs it does. Are you excited bout university? It's wicked whizzer, isn't it? And we're gona be roomies, just brill!"

The girl had said a whole lot of words, Naomi understanding about half.

"You had to be the top floor with no lift," Naomi heard her mum say pulling her out of her reverie. Gina came into view box in hand.

"Whatcha doin' love?" Gina asked putting down the box and taking in her daughter starring off.

Naomi shook her head before sitting up, "Nothing."

Gina gave her daughter a thoughtful smile, "Shall we get the rest of you unpacked then? Or do you want to come back home?"

Naomi gave her mum a look, accompanied by a betraying smile.

"Either's fine by me, I'd just prefer to know before I hike all those stairs carrying your shit."

Naomi rolled her eyes walking past her mother and into the hall.

One hour and countless boxes later, Naomi was officially moved in to university.

Now what? Naomi thought as she leaned back into her chair. Thoughtlessly drumming her fingers along her desk, she pulled out her phone.

"Whizzer you're here!" A jovial voice boomed as a dirty blonde girl with a smile as wide as her face walked in. Naomi jumped at the sudden noise dropping her phone onto her desk.

"Hi, Pandora," Naomi said with a small smile, regaining herself, sitting up a little straighter.

"Have you been round at all? I've had a bonkers time trying to find everfin. Already got lost twice on my way back," Pandora said as she bounced into her own chair. Their sturdy wooden desks were touching, facing each other against the window in the middle of the room. Pandora twirled in her chair smiling at Naomi. Naomi had the impression this girl never stopped moving.

"Oh, call me Panda!" she continued, "Everyone does, well my friends do anyway." She paused, "I've got two."

"Right, Panda…" Naomi began giving the girl a tentative smile.

"Pandora?" A polite voice called followed by the primly dressed woman it belonged to coming into view in the doorway.

"Mum!" Panda exclaimed, "This is Naomi, my roommate."

"Pandora, volume. For dear sake," her mum chastised. "And oh, well yes, very nice to meet you, Naomi was it?"

"Nice to meet you too, Ma'am," Naomi looked between the pair; they could not be more unalike in posture or demeanor.

"Pandora dear, you are ready for lunch, yes?" her mum said.

"Righto!" Panda said flying out of her seat. "Naomi you'll join us won't you?" she added with such childlike expectation.

"Oh, um sure," Naomi answered, not anticipating the invitation. "Let me just ring my mum."

Not long after possibly the most unusual and borderline awkward lunch Naomi had ever experienced and saying goodbye to her mum she found herself in a random dorm room sitting on the floor with five other girls.

Panda had invited her to join. She had met two of the girls on her wayward travels to find the café earlier.

Naomi agreed, unable to think of a reason not to. She didn't actually know anyone else at university. Back in college she relished the idea of going somewhere where she didn't know a sole: to be completely free. Now that she was here, she saw a glaring flaw in her brilliant idea: not everyone had done the same.

It had never occurred to her that others would go to the same university as their college friends or close to home. But here she was sitting on a dingy dorm carpet listening to girls go on about this bloke that they were dating or who they knew.

While they were all about to start their first year of study Naomi had the feeling all commonality stopped there. Sure she needed to meet new people, make some friends, make an effort, but these were not the people. Panda being the possible only exception, in her own way, Naomi had the feeling Panda was one of those people it was impossible to hate.

"He's well lush, yeah," the brunette with a fucking bow in her hair gushed. They were talking about her boyfriend.

Naomi kept looking around the room attempting to think of a proper excuse to leave.

"Does he really play for Bristol Weber Reserves?"

The phone Naomi had been idly playing with fell out of her hand with a buzz.

Alex.

"Sorry," Naomi said motioning to her phone as she stood up. "Panda I'll see you later yeah?"

Hitting answer she left the room.

"Thank fuck," Naomi exhaled into her phone.

"Miss me that much already do you?" A cheeky voice responded.

"Oh shut up," Naomi laughed. "You just saved me from the most boring room of girls, I kept trying to think of ways to escape."

"Well I'm glad I could help you bust out."

Naomi caught Alex up on her walk back to her own dorm. With the mandatory floor meeting and mixer later that night she figured she could work on the whole talking to people thing then.

"What are you even talking about?" Naomi asked.

"It was a film reference. God Naomi have you ever watched a movie? I swear. Culture yourself."

"I do you wanker, it's called literature. You know those stacks of papers bound together for your convenience? Ever thought of opening one?"

"I think I know what you're talking about. Sometimes have pictures with fit girls on the covers…starts with a B? I think, help me out here you smart arse."

Naomi rolled her eyes, "Tosser."

"No, that's a T. I thought it started with a B."

Walking up the stairs Naomi took a right and headed for the first door on her right, her room. She looked up as a girl with bright red hair passed her. Naomi's head turned as the girl went by. She thought the girl had smirked, she told herself she'd just imagined it.

"Helloooo? Naomi? Anybody there?" Alex sang through the phone.

"Jesus," Naomi stuttered as she fumbled with her key. "Sorry, what?"

"Where in blazes did you just go?"

Naomi looked back down the now vacant hall, "Nowhere."

She'd definitely imagined it.