Ok guys so, as I know most of you are, I am in love with naomily. I'm a dedicated reader of the fanfiction skins stories on here so I'm just gonna try and write my own naomily story. I tried to write another story about cook before but I realised I love naomily more. So yeah I am here. Please have a read and let me know how it is. I will continue this story depending on how people like it so it's all in your hands.

I obviously don't own skins

Naomi

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!" I shouted as I glanced at my alarm clock. Just my luck, I'm fucking late. I knew it was a bad idea to go out last night but Effy insisted I go out with her. She's been going out a lot lately, I think it's her idea of showing Cook she can still be happy without him after he broke up with her last month. She still hasn't told me why, I don't even bother asking any more, she's such a closed book.

Anyway, I'm late. No time to think about my best friends love life. I've got a class to attend. I quickly jumped in the shower, threw on some clothes, nothing special just my rolling stones tee, my best jeans and a pair of black and white converse, then I ran downstairs to make myself some cereal.

I glanced at the worktop and noticed Effy's keys weren't there. Weird. I don't even remember coming home myself last night let alone Effy coming home. I checked her room before I left and it was still in the same state as last night.

Once I left and I was waiting for the bus, I quickly text Effy to make sure she was alright. Not long after my phone buzzed as I was getting on the bus.

No need to worry Naomikins, will explain all tonight. Bring home some vodka?

'Yeah, no problem.' I replied

A normal 15 minute journey seemed like an hour but I had finally arrived and ran into the Uni to my English class. As usual, my lecturer gave me that look where I looked like I've just killed a pack of nuns. I mean honestly, does he have to be so over the top when it comes to me being late? I calmly apologised for my being late and sat down in my usual spot at the back.

Once I got my folders, my paper and pen out I glanced around the room feeling eyes burning into me. I stopped when I saw a familiar but new face. Once she noticed I saw her staring, she quickly turned her head back to the front, I'm surprised she didn't get whiplash. Why was she so familiar?

It only took her one more glance one way 'till I realised who she was. Oh fuck. Katie Fucking Fitch. Katie used to bully me in high school. She was such a prick. She was the 'Queen Bee' of the school and basically thought everyone was her bitch. She used to say I was the poor kid with the hand-me-down uniform. To be fair, it was a hand-me-down but my mum couldn't afford nice things and her friend's daughter went to the same school so she couldn't refuse the offer of a free uniform. But that wasn't the point. Katie didn't know it was true or now, she just assumed. She also found out that I kissed a girl in year 9 and couldn't wait to tell everyone.

After that I was just the filthy dyke. I wasn't though. I like cock, alright?. It wasn't until she bought up my dad and said 'No wonder he left you and your tatty mother, you're just a filthy dyke' Effy switched and punched her straight in the face and told her to 'back the fuck off'. It wasn't until after that, that Katie backed off. As much as I wish it were me who punched Katie that day, I really appreciated Eff for sticking up for me. Katie never even looked at me after that, until today.

Why the fuck is she here? It may be 5 years later, but I still hadn't forgotten. She looks different though. Her hair is red now, it used to be a light brown. She has changed a lot to be honest. If I didn't hate her guts, I'd say she was beautiful. Fuck. No, Naomi. Get these thoughts out of your head now. She's a crazy bitch. It's Katie Fucking Fitch. She is not beautiful.

A voice broke my daze.

"Naomi?" my lecturer Steve stood there, arms folded, tapping his foot and staring at me.

Jesus. What is with these looks?

"Sorry, what?"

"I said, what is your opinion on Shakespeare's novels?"

Fuck.

"Erm... um..."

Just as that point, the bell went. Saved by the bell, literally. I got up, grabbed my stuff and left. I could feel Katie looking at me but I just wanted to get out of there ASAP.

As soon as I was out of the room, I picked up my phone and dialled Effy's number. She answered after two rings.

"Yes, Naomi?"

"You'll never fucking guess who's now in my English class?"

"No, I won't guess, so just fucking tell me" god she could be so blunt.

"Katie fucking Fitch"

"Fucking hell. Tonight, we will talk. You gonna be alright?"

"Of course. This is my turf"

"More like it. See you later Naoms." She hung up.

Emily

Fuck sake. I knew I wouldn't fit in here. I had no choice though. My lecturer Sarah was a fucking psycho in Manchester. Trying to bribe me into having sex with her, trying to seduce me and everything. I couldn't stand it. Within a few phone calls, I managed to transfer back to Bristol. Luckily, my uncle Brian works at Bristol University and managed to have a few words.

So here I am, Bristol University studying English and I know absolutely no one. Well obviously I should know people, I grew up here. But I don't. I never had friends, really. I was always the one left out at school. It was Katie who had all the friends. I'm thankful we went to different schools and college's, I wouldn't be able to be in her shadow 24/7.

We don't really get on, Katie and I. If we didn't look the same, you wouldn't think we were sisters. Katie is the loud twin who loves fashion and men. She'd shag anything with a prick. Then there's me... The quiet twin who couldn't give a fuck what people wear and who cares about what's going on in the world. Oh yeah, I'm also gay. I have been since I was fourteen and kissed a girl from my school during a game of truth or dare. No one really spoke to me after that but I realised that girls were it for me. No cock. Strictly tits and fanny.

Katie wasn't so accepting when she found out, nor my parent's but after about 2 years they figured out there was no changing who I am. I was Emily. Gay and proud. I think Katie deep down still didn't accept it but was relieved we didn't go to the same college. Her friends would have never let it go if they knew Katie Fitch's twin sister was gay.

But anyway, here I am. Bristol University, and not a fucking clue who anyone is. Apart from the fact that I saw the most beautiful girl today. Her eyes were fucking gorgeous. They were a piercing blue. She had mid length blonde hair and is quite tall. But seriously, I couldn't stop staring at her eyes. She eventually caught me though and I can still feel a twinge in my neck from where I turned my head around so fast. But I played it cool.

When I did glance back at her, I noticed her looking at me. It wasn't a nice look though. She looked as if she already knew me and she hated me. I felt quite intimidated but I was determined to pull her up about it. Ask her what her problem is. But the time I got to approach her, she was out of the class room like a lightening bolt. Fuck, she was eager to get away. Fuck, I don't even know her name but I was determined to find out.

I decided to go to the local café to get a cup of tea to go on my break. It wasn't until I was on my way back when I saw her outside the University smoking a cigarette so I decided to go and speak to her. Once she noticed me walking up to her she looked shifty and tried to walk away.

"Hey!" I managed to shout so she could hear me but not loud enough to make me look like a nutter.

She carried on walking until I caught up to her and stopped her by grabbing on her arm to make her turn around.

"What the fuck do you want Katie?" she snapped

"Huh? I'm no.."

"Let's just leave it yeah? You hate my guts and I don't particularly like you" She said cutting me off mid sentence.

"You treated me like shit and and made my life a misery. You may have been the queen bitch of high school but you're not the fucking boss of me here? Alright?!"

I just stood there speechless. Katie bullied her and she thinks I'm Katie.

"Now if you don't mind, if got shit to do" She said while turning on her heel to walk way

"I'm not Katie..." I said hoping she would turn and see that I really wasn't Katie.

She stopped, took in a deep breath and huffed. She didn't turn around though.

"Don't insult my intelligence, Katie" She said, still with her back to me

Christ, this was going to be difficult. I grabbed her by her upper arm again and turned her around again.

"Get the fuck off me" She said while flinging her arm off me

"Look at me!" I said with slight annoyance this time.

"I mean really look at me! I'm not Katie! I'm Emily! Katie's twin sister" She looked at me with slight confusion

"Are you taking the piss?" She said, still staring at me trying to figure it out

"I'm one hundred percent not Katie. We may look familiar, but I'm not her. I'm sorry for whatever she's done to you but I can assure you I'm nothing like her" I said. She was still staring at me in confusion. She bit her bottom lip and I couldn't help but notice how sexy it was. Fucking hell, it was sexy.

"Oh fuck" She finally managed to blurt out

"I knew there was something different. Fuck. I never knew she had a twin. It all makes sense now. I remember her saying once about her sister, Emily being at a different school but I never clocked on that she could be a twin. Fuck. I'm sorry I acted so rude. I just... I fucking hated her."

"It's fine, she didn't have many fans. She was a bitch. She's different now though. She lives in Cardiff in university on an Arts degree" I said as she was staring, still looking like she was taking it all in.

"Wow. Seriously though, I can tell the difference now. You've got beautiful eyes."

Oh my god. Did she really just say that? I couldn't help but smile as she started to panic.

"Oh my fucking god, did I really just say that out loud? I'm sorry. Shit." She bit her lip again

Fuck, why did I find that so fucking sexy? I haven't felt this attracted to someone since Mandy 2 years ago. Quick Emily, say something. Stop staring at her lip and say something.

"Yours are pretty amazing too" WHAT THE FUCK EMILY? That's the best you could come out with?! Oh my god. Abort mission. Get out of there as soon as. Save yourself more embarrassment.

"Oh shit, is that the time?" I quickly said looking at my watch

"I better be off then" I said looking everywhere but her eyes and those lips. I turned around and started walking towards the Uni when I heard a voice from behind me

"I'm Naomi by the way" Her voice said with a hint of laughter behind me

I looked over my shoulder to see her smiling at me and biting her lip again. I seriously need to get out of here before I pounce on her.

"See ya, Naomi" I simply said and walked off.

Naomi. I like that name. It suits her.