Make Or Break Chapter 1: It's Time, a skins fanfic

Hey guys ;)
So this is my first try to write a Naomily fanfic, so I know it's not that good yet, but I hope the story gets better...
All mistakes are my own fault, I tried to find all of them, but my first language isn't english, so please be nice ;)
And of course, I do NOT own Skins! I hope you like it even though I don't really like the beginning any more ^^

Sarah

Emily:

7.15 AM

Today's the day. Today I start learning how to save lives. Today my life definitely changes because from now on, I will be a better person. I am so glad Panda convinced me to become a paramedic. I can't wait to feel more needed and wanted in this world, because the last months were absolutely horrible. When I came out to my family, they thought I was joking and they still do, even though I told them a hundred times that I was totally serious.

When I look at my watch I realize that I am running late. "Fuck!" I quickly grab my things including my new ID card. I nearly fall downstairs because I am in such a hurry.

20 minutes later I arrive at the training centre where we will receive our medical education. First of all, all the participants will have to attend a basic training that includes 140 hours of theory as well as at least 160 hours practical experience on an ambulance to become a paramedic. After that there is the opportunity to become a critical care paramedic, which requires further theoretical and practical training. I definitely want to become a critical care paramedic too, because as an "ambulance man" (or woman in my case) you're practically not allowed to do anything except from sitting on the ambulance and calming down hysterical old ladies who can't manage to get out of the bathtub. I mean, of course they need help too, but I want to do more for humanity. So hopefully in two or three years I'll finally be ready to save people's lives.

I look around to see what kind of people I'm going to be around for the next months and I can't believe my eyes.

"JJ?! What the hell are you doing here?"

The boy with the rebellious curls looks up and smiles at me.

"Emily. How nice to see you here. I already thought I wouldn't know anybody, which made me feel quite uneasy to be honest, because you know how I act in front of people, and I would be the weirdo. Again. I mean I am a weirdo but-"

"JJ, you're getting locked."

"Bollocks, I think you're right."

"'So what are you doing here, when you know that you get uneasy in front of people? You know that you have to work with people every day as a paramedic, do you JJ?"

"Yes, I am aware of this fact, but I want to help people and show them that they not alone, even if they may seem strange to others, just like I do. Besides, I really hope that this could help me overcome my fears concerning social interactions with unfamiliar faces."

"That's really sweet, JJ."

I smile at him, god, I really wish that he's going to aim his goal. A little bit unsure he smiles back at me.

Suddenly we hear a loud voice behind us.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome at the Red Cross Bristol's training station. My name is Naomi and I'm going to be your training supervisor as well as your teacher for the upcoming months. Please follow me into this seminar room, because here most of the basic training will be done."

I turn around to see who is going to be allowed to boss me around from now on. A young woman, maybe in her early 20's, is directing us into the room she is standing next to. She has short blond hair which was curled up at bit but also the most amazing blue eyes I have seen so far. I'm going to stare at her all the time, I thought to myself.

"God, she is beautiful!" I whisper without realizing it.

"I'm sorry?" JJ is looking questioning at me, not realizing that I was talking more to me than to him.

"Oh nothing" I could literally feel the blood rushing through my face, turning it lots of shades more red.

"Well, our instructor looks really nice!"

"Yep".

And she looks fucking hot too…

Naomi:

7.05 AM same day

Oh god, why do I agree on this every single time? I don't even like people… I mean, I love – and by love I mean I never ever want to retire – being a paramedic and I also quite liked teaching, but I don't really like people anymore. Not since what happened with Luke. Nevertheless I agreed on educating the new paramedic applicants. I don't have the slightest clue what I had taken before making that glorious decision. Suck it up, Campbell; whining won't get you out of the situation. With a last sigh, I lift myself up from my chair and walk into my sleeping room to exchange my pyjamas for my uniform, which we are obliged to wear when instructing people, well, actually we have to wear them every time we are on duty. This sucks when you're trapped in a small room with almost 25 people in summer, because your feet are actually swimming in your shoes. But at least the "kiddos" have to wear them too when they're getting their own ones, so we I won't be the only one suffering.
After changing, I quickly grab some food from the fridge and head outside to my car. An unspectacular ride is expecting me. Yay.

When I arrived, I immediately walk upstairs until I reach the second floor, our training centre; I should have been there ten minutes ago and I don't want them to be late. Probably I should start being a better role model then. I can already hear people talking and making a lot of noise. God, how the hell am I going to survive this. Even though I already entered the big hall, nobody is noticing me, or they are thinking I am a trainee too. I know that I'm quite young to be a supervisor, in fact I am the youngest certified EMT since ever in this country, but still I am wearing a uniform and they aren't. I already don't like them, which is "great".

One last sigh, before I start my torture.

I look around to get another "first" impression of the group, I'll be spending most of my working time with and a red haired girl immediately catches my eye. Wow. I don't really believe in love at the first sight because love is something you need to let evolve and love also means trust and you can't expect anyone to trust a complete stranger they've never seen before. But I DO believe in lust or attraction at the first sight. And this, was clearly the case. God, stop staring at her Naomi, you can't get involved anyway 'cause you're her superior. But still, I can't keep my eyes off her. Hopefully she doesn't see me, because that would be so weird. I don't know if this makes the current rota better or even more horrible.

"Watch out Naomi, you know that you can't allow yourself to feel ANYTHING. Not after what happened with Luke…" I say to myself.

I walk into the big seminar room and wait the end of it for the participants to find a seat and take place. Without even noticing I watch out for the red head from before. There she is, talking to a boy her age. Does she sometimes spy towards my direction during her conversation or am I just imagining that? Actually it doesn't matter, because there won't be happening anything between you too, because first of all, she doesn't even seem gay. Maybe curly head is her boyfriend. 'Stop thinking Naomi!'

Eventually everyone has made themselves comfortable and I can start with my first introductions. "Once again, welcome everyone. My name is Naomi Campbell" Of course everyone is chuckling. God, people are always the same. "Everyone who laughs will certainly be doing lots of night shifts, so I'd better be careful." Silence. Yep, still works.

"Your basic education includes 140 hours of theory and 160 hours of practical experiences on an ambulance. In total there will be four different exams you need to pass before becoming an official paramedic. After that there will be the option for you to become an EMT or critical care paramedic, but you need to pass an entrance test as well as show that you already served as a paramedic for more than 160 hours. Please keep in mind that we don't approve of any consummation of alcohol or drugs on duty. If we find out that any of you showed up intoxicated or on drugs, the training program ends immediately. By the end of the day, you will be divided into two groups with two different teachers. One of them will be me, the other one will be Ms Moon. After a short break of five minutes we will start with part one of your first aid training."

The whole time of my little speech, I couldn't look away from that girl with the bright red hair. She's so wow. Quickly I hurry into the bathroom and spat felt ten litres of water into my face to make my brain think of something else than this girl with red hair and these amazing brown eyes. I can't be her instructor, I just can't. I need to talk to Panda. Now.

Emily:

What a day. Exhausted I fall on my bed and recall the day.

"First of all, I'd like to start with short introductions. Everyone says his or her name, one thing he or she likes and the reason why he or she is here today. I'll make a start. As I already mentioned a few times, my name's Naomi Campbell, I like justice and I am here because after a certain incident I needed to change my life."

What kind of incident is she talking about? I pretend to listen to everyone's introduction but in fact I totally space out until it is JJ's turn.

"He-Hello, my name is Jeremiah Jones I like Science and I am joining this programme because I believe that's a start to make this world a better one."

"Hey everyone, I'm Emily Fitch, I like photography and I want to become a paramedic because I really want to help people in need."

The look Ms. Campbell is throwing at me is kind of intense but I don't know if it is a good one or a bad one but it definitely gives me the creeps. Either good ones or bad ones…

As the other participants do their introductions, I drift far away imagining myself next to a certain blonde…

"We will deal now with CPR. CPR or cardiopulmonary resuscitation is needed when a person is not conscious and doesn't show any vital signs. It consists of 30 chest compressions and two ventilations. Concerning the frequency the current guidelines say that 100-120 compressions per minute are optimal. If you have difficulties finding the correct frequency, keep the song "Staying Alive" in mind, as the beat is suitable for resuscitating. I will show you how to perform a CPR and afterwards every one of you will do one as well."

Even though I should have listened what Ms. Campbell said, I only stared at her lips, thinking about pressing them on my own ones. How would she taste? Would she be a good kisser?

Suddenly JJ hits me and whispers "Emily, it's your turn!"

Shit, I was so distracted, I didn't realize everybody was looking at me intently, including the blonde supervisor.

Nervously I get up and knee down in front of the dummy. I start doing the compressions when I suddenly feel a breath near my ear. A pair of hands is taking my own and moves them from the dummy's upper chest to the middle of its thorax.

"Your pressure point is located a little bit too high. Here, let's do it together."

Naomi doesn't let go of my hands and starts the compressions, her hands still on mine. I barely focus on the CPR though, my head and my stomach are too busy freaking out. A minute later, Naomi gets up again and pulls away her hands. I still can't think properly, like in trance I get up too and sit down next to JJ.

"We'll train that again tomorrow." She smiles at me and an electric shock is floating through my whole body. I bet I blush and my face is now redder than a tomato.

"Ok, thanks" is all I manage to say…

As I lie on my bed, I try to get my thoughts straight, does Naomi like me too, and is she even gay? Of course she's not Emily, the hot girls are always straight. But didn't she say that Panda is the other instructor of our group, so they two definitely know each other. I'll just ask her, yes, that's what I'm going to do. So I need to talk to Panda. Now…

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