Hello, first fanfic everrrr.
The story is inspired by the song Perfect Stanger by Katy B and Magnetic will make sense in the next chapter
Please review if you like it because i am unsure whether to make it into a nice lengthy story or just a short one,
Its quite a short first chapter but they will get longer with alot more naomi and emily interactions.
Enjoy x
Although I really did not want to go out tonight I must say I look hot. Taking one last look in the mirror, I ruffled my bleach blonde hair, checked my smoky make up around my piercing blue eyes and double checked my outfit which consisted of a short tight black dress, which hung tightly to my curves, and showed off my incredible long legs,finished off with a cute l black heels perfecting my look. Grabbing my coat,bag and my keys I exited the house.
"Fuck sake, fucking Bristol and its shitty weather as if I'm not in a bad enough mood it decides to rain, fucking great".
"You know talking to yourself is one of the first signs of going mad, I should know"
The mysterious voice travelled through the cold night air, it was a voice I knew so well, one which belonged to my best friend.
"Effy I told you to stop doing that,its scares the shit out of me"
she smirked the classic Effy smirk before lighting a cigarette that appeared out of know where.
"So tell me Naomikins any reason for your profanities to beautiful Bristol and its beautiful weather of rain and wind".
She turned at the end of her sentence and began walking into the night expecting me to follow.
"Oh you no the usual, Cook forcing me out to this brand new club that has just opened to get absolutely shit faced whilst watching you and him try it on with everybody, whilst I watch. And then to top it off it decides to rain, forcing me to use my coat as a umbrella making me look like a fool."
My classic Campbell sarcasm dripping off every word.
"Oh suck it up Campbell were not that bad, you never know, let your hair down and live a little and you might find a nice girl to spend your night with" she threw her cigarette and winked at me.
We walked the remainder of the journey to the club in silence, me contemplating what Effy had said. And Effy was just being Effy, A mute. But a clever mute, she was right, I don't let my hair down, I go out all the time with them and the rest of the gang, I get drunk take pills,smoke spliff but there is still something holding back.
I don't have the same confidence as Effy, I act as if I do, but in reality I don't. I think the main reason is down to the fact that I've only just come to terms with my sexuality. Was a big change when I realised that I liked girls, I had slept with guys before and enjoyed it but always felt like something was missing. Then it wasn't until I had a lot of alcohol and some MDMA and kissed a rather beautiful brunette that I realised I was gay. I couldn't deal with it at first, didn't tell anyone. That was until Cook, the bastard saw me leaving the bathroom with the same brunette at a different party and told everyone. I didn't hate him like you would of thought, it made it easier. It meant I didn't have to tell people myself. I never saw the girl again which I'm quite glad on as it would of been awkward. We had sex in the bathroom, it was my first and only time with a girl and I was probably shit, so never seeing her released me of the embarrassment. Its also the reason for my new lack of confidence, with guys I knew how to act to get what I want but I don't know what to do with girls. Is it the same technique with flirting, are the signs the same,is it all strap ons and brogues. I do not know.
I was pulled out of my train of thought by the unmistakeable bellow of my other best friend Cook.
"Blondie, Effy, my two favourite girls,looking hot as always"
We exchanged pleasantries, well as pleasant as Cook could make them as we made our way to the front of the line.
" So Blondie any chance of a willy waggle tonight or are you still gay as a window"
" Sorry cookie but unless you have a nice set of boobs its a no go"
" dam, worth a try though"
We got to the front and seeing as Thomas was on the door were let inside fast and rapidly the groans and rain pour from outside was replaced with the heavy beat of the club.
Like i said its short, but i thought it would give a bit of a background to our favourite blonde ;)