Bus Girl- Naomi C & Emily F
Chapter 1- Bus Girl beginnings.
Naomi had just started her new job working for an advertising company in London. She'd started off feeling so enthusiastic about the job but soon her initial excitement had turned to disappointment and unease. Naomi just wasn't good with people. To be honest, she didn't really put much effort into getting to know people and certainly didn't volunteer information. She would listen and smile and be polite (well mostly) but she never showed even the smallest glimpse of 'the real her'. She was gay.
She'd known for years. There had been a few 'drunken' (does one vodka diet coke count as drunk?) fumbles with some girls during her teenage years that they had put down to experience and 'a giggle' but to Naomi they had always meant so much more. It took a lot for Naomi to feel any sort of emotional connection to anyone let alone allow a physical one to happen so when it came to the moment when the girl in question patiently explained that it was fun but she liked boys Naomi resorted to her usual bravado… and then went home and cried herself to sleep.
Her luck didn't improve as she got older. In fact, during her late teens the worse case scenario had actually happened and she had fallen for a close friend, Effy Stonem. The combination of having someone that she could talk to about anything and the security and warmth that came with that, teamed with the fact that her friend was a) very pretty and b) very demonstrative with her affection for Naomi was lethal and needless to say that this resulted in heartbreak. It seemed that bad luck with women was inevitable.
In rebellion of this cruel fate that had been bestowed upon her, Naomi dated men. She 'dated' in that it would get to the point where a few dates in either she would be unable to keep up the pretence of interest and would just not return their calls or ironically they would sense that they weren't getting anywhere (or wouldn't be getting any) and they would tire of her. 'Nothing like being dumped.. BY A MAN!' she would muse.
One of the things she hated the most about her new job was the change in routine and journey. In the past she'd used the Tube to get to work but now had to take two buses which seemed a much slower journey. One day after work however her perspective changed. She'd just boarded the bus which was crowded (somehow she'd managed to find a seat near the back) and she watched as the bus pulled up at the next stop and more passengers got on board. It was then that she saw the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. Her first thought was 'I hope she gets on the bus' and in the time it had taken to think it the girl had done as Naomi hoped and was heading towards her. She brushed past Naomi as she headed for a seat diagonally opposite her and all Naomi could think was 'when will I get to touch her again'?' The girl in question had long red hair which was clipped back off her face with grips on each side giving a cute, girly look. Naomi sensed she was very feminine by the way she sat and focused her bambi like brown eyes on the book she was reading. 'Harry Potter?' thought Naomi. 'Okay so her taste in literature's a bit shit, but we can work on that…' It dawned on Naomi that she was quite unaware of this particular literary phenomena favouring 'real' books and films but she made a mental note to ask her friend Panda who had become hooked on the series stating 'Daniel Radcliffe's a blimmin' dreamboat ain't he Nai?' Effy (she'd been very understanding about the whole Naomi loving her fiasco and was still one of her best friends) would play along and wind up Panda by arguing that Rupert Grint was hotter, then turning to Naomi to ask what her views on Emma Watson's sex appeal were.
Naomi continued to stare at the redhead. At some point Bus Girl (that was Naomi's nominated name for her given that at his point her first name was TBA) must have felt eyes boring into her because she looked up fleetingly and then towards the glass of the window to check the reflection to see who was looking at her. Time flew by and then approximately 11 minutes later they were at their destination and leaving the bus. Naomi waited. She wanted, no needed, to see where the redhead would go to. She stood and let the other passengers off and slowly watched as the redhead disappeared out of sight, wondering when she would see her again….
