Naomi Campbell first heard the music of Skins while driving to work one afternoon. It had been a crazy morning, and she couldn't believe she was late. She didn't remember her alarm clock ringing, though it must have and she probably turned it off immediately. So she slept in; by the time she woke up it was half past eleven and she was going to get killed at work. It was almost two o'clock when she got on her car and found the radio stuck on a crappy station that only played the new stuff. Groaning, Naomi tried to turn the dial to switch stations.

"And now, in the studio, live with their new hit single 'The Woods' from their newly released single, We're All Broken, here is Skins!"

Naomi fumbled with the dial, cursing when it wouldn't work. Just then, the most amazing voice she had ever heard came through the speakers.

Dark night and the chilly wind

The trees swaying

My hands shaking

Your eyes beg me to come close

Naomi stopped trying to switch stations and listened, dazed by the sound. The singer's voice was rich, low and sexy. The guitar came in, mixed with a little bit of the drums and Naomi couldn't stop listening.

Breathe in, breathe out

We were silent

You took your time

While we were in the woods

It happened

Don't tell me you've forgotten

I'll cry for you, girl

Be brave

We're out of the woods

Naomi rushed into the office of her boss, Elizabeth Moon. Her boss was on the phone as Naomi flopped down on the chair. Elizabeth Moon turned from her chair to give her a look, eyebrows raised. She was a tall, elegant woman with short curly brown hair and a pointy nose. She gave you the impression that she was a bit bizarre, perhaps slightly high all the time, but that was Elizabeth Moon. She was the editor in chief of UK's leading music magazine, BEATS, and Naomi was her favorite writer. Naomi assured herself that she got to where she was based on her skill as a writer, and not because she went to school with Elizabeth's niece, Pandora, or that her mother was Elizabeth's best friend.

"This is important," Naomi mouthed.

"Yes, make sure the manuscript is on my desk by Tuesday, darling. I have to go. My best senior writer has that look. Bye bye, dear." Elizabeth hung up the phone and smiled at Naomi. "This better be good, Campbell."

"Oh this is," Naomi assured Elizabeth. "Have you heard of this band called Skins?"

Elizabeth smacked her lips and gave Naomi a little smirk. "Who hasn't? They're only Bristol's biggest thing. Their EP has earned more than what the X-Factor winner won."

Naomi slumped in her chair. "Oh."

Elizabeth chuckled. "I take it you've just heard of them now?"

Naomi nodded. "My god, Elizabeth!" Naomi, being a writer, usually could express herself very well. But this band, the lead singer, made her speechless. "They're bloody brilliant!"

"That's good. We've set up an interview with them tomorrow evening after their show in SilverBox." Elizabeth scrunched up her eyebrows and stared at Naomi. "You do know that new bar, darling? Got rave reviews from Jansen last week. Did you read?" Elizabeth started flipping through the BEATS magazine on her desk. Naomi took that as her cue to leave. As she stepped out the door, she turned back to Elizabeth.

"I will be doing the interview, yeah?" she confirmed with Elizabeth.

Elizabeth looked up from her magazines. "Would you have it any other way?"

Naomi grinned. As she left, Elizabeth called after her, "Do some research, will you? We don't want you looking like a fool in front of Skins."

"Yeah yeah," Naomi assured her. "Right on it."

Let's see if Skins is special, she said to herself.

As Naomi did research on the band, she found herself slowly falling in love with them. What is happening to me? I've never been obsessed before. I'm not a freaking fangirl, for Pete's sake! But, she realized, she was becoming one.

There were 5 official members of the band. Their lead singer, the one whose voice Naomi was in love with, was named Emily Fitch. Naomi stared at the picture and cursed silently. Emily Fitch was beyond gorgeous. How could she not have a tremendous girl crush on a girl like her? She had the perfect face, pixie like with a cute nose and big brown eyes. Her hair, she had gorgeous bright red hair, unnatural of course, but it still looked fabulous on her. And her body, Naomi was once again speechless. She was tiny, but her body wasn't a girl's body. It was a woman's. Naomi didn't know whether her crush was because she wanted to marry the girl or because she wanted to be like her.

The best thing about Skins was that each specific member was quite a personality. Their lead guitarist, Effy Stonem, was about the same level of hotness as Emily Fitch, though the two couldn't be any more different. Emily was light and open, and her face was kind. Effy was dark and mysterious, with long brown hair and cold blue eyes. Her presence in the band was an enigma. She didn't seem like she fit in along with the other rambunctious characters, but her talent was undeniable. She had a way of making music with her guitar that everyone loved. The drummer was called Cook. He had no first or last name. All it said in the website was that he was Cook and that he liked drums, girls, parties and having a good time. Their bassist was called Freddie McLair and one look at him, Naomi could tell he was a bassist. Tall and thin with a kind face, Naomi liked this bloke immediately. Their keyboardist and ukulele player and other instruments player was called JJ. He had a mop of curly brown hair and the most boyish smile.

There were other unofficial members of the band. Their manager was called Katie Fitch. She had a stunning resume, graduated from University of Bristol, top of her class in advertising. Naomi read Katie Fitch's description of the band.

Skins is fresh, unique and not like the rest. Sure, our lead vocalist might be a redhead, and yes we use the ukulele, but our music is different. Each of our members makes music from the heart. We may not be expressive in real life, but trust me, babes, when you hear our music, you won't be able to do anything but feel.

When the band was interviewed by a local newspaper asking about their genre, Katie Fitch replied. "We can't quite possibly fit in a particular genre. I would say indie rock and indie pop with alternative in there as well. And rock. Can't make Cook go anything other than hard," she laughed.

Naomi quickly bought their EP on iTunes. It was titled We're All Broken and had five tracks on it. The first one was the one she heard on the radio, The Woods. Emily Fitch sang about her and a lover connecting in the woods, but when the morning came and they headed back to the city, her lover tried to forget what happened. Emily Fitch crooning 'be brave, be brave' was quite possibly the most heart wrenching thing you could ever hear. Her voice was too low to sing high notes, but when she did and her voice cracked, it was still… perfect.

The other tracks were titled Eyes, Smoke, Shoes and Fourteen and they were all excellent in their own way. Eyes was a dark track with great energy and a good beat. Smoke was the kind of song that you have to play out loud. It was an angry song, with all the members of the band singing all together, and Naomi loved it. Shoes was a mellow song, with only the guitar and Emily Fitch's voice singing in harmony with Effy Stonem. Their blending was amazing, and the track once again spoke of heartbreak.

I've lost my shoes and I've lost my way

You gave me no reason to stay

I thought we had something

But no it was a fling

Now I'm going home

Keep my shoes

Give me back my heart

The only real happy song in the EP was Fourteen, a track about school and old friends. It was a fun song that cheered Naomi up after listening to the whole EP.

By evening time, Naomi was done with her research and she had played We're All Broken at least 25 times. She crashed in her bed, excited for the next day.

That night, Naomi dreamed of red hair.