Hi everyone! After months of stalking the naomily fics on here I finally decided to write my own... or at least attempt to! I really love coming on here are reading you're great stories so want to try my best to give something back to you all.

I've NEVER done anything like this before, I was always terrible at English in school, had a tutor the entire way through, so really sorry if the spelling, punctuation and grammar is horrific!

Anyway, here goes, I really hope you enjoy the 1st chapter. Please review and let me know what you think and if you think I should continue.

Hoden xxxxx

Summary: Emily finds a job as a housemaid working for one of the richest families in Britian, The Campbell-Williams family, where she meets their daughter Naomi...

I DO NOT OWN SKINS

Never Say Never Again

Chapter 1

*Emily's POV*

I had always imagined my life being different than the disappointment it's become. When Katie and I were kids we would always dream about meeting a handsome prince, falling in love and having lots of babies...Ok, Katie dreamed that and I agreed (it's always easier to agree when it comes to all things Katie). To be perfectly honest, I never really had one specific dream just the vision of being happy and perhaps being the pink power ranger (still hoping it happens). Don't get me wrong, I'm not a miserable sod or anything, I just wish some life changing event would sweep me off my feet into the unknown, I love a mystery, but let's be realistic here what could possibly happen here in Bristol for an unqualified 18 year old?

I've only just left school but sadly university isn't on the cards for me, my parents can't afford to pay the tuition fees anymore since my dad lost his gym and my mum's wedding business went bust. Moving out probably wasn't the best decision I ever made either, but I just got fed up of living in Katie's shadow and the constant disapproving remarks about my sexuality from my mother were definitely a deciding factor. So here I am sitting in the coffee shop across the road from my tiny flat looking through the job section of the local newspaper praying for something other than toilet attendant the local night club to come up so I can pay my bills.

*Bouncer Required* I could be a bouncer, be big and tough, kick some ass...maybe not.

*Rough Caster* No, I don't think so.

*Hairdresser* Perfect! I enjoy talking to people and it's got nice working hours 10am-4pm. The only problem is I don't have any training whatsoever. Damn.

*Housemaid* Housemaid. Now that's a real possibility actually. What else does the advert say? Housemaid required for general upkeep of our stately home, employee will work with our household staff to maintain the cleanliness of the building. 45 hours per week, 9am-6pm Mon-Fri, pay exceeds national minimum wage and no previous experience required.

Sounds good actually, and it's only a 20minute walk away. To apply please contact Ms Gina Campbell 0177 769915. Ms Gina Campbell? As in Gina Campbell married to Kennedy Williams, the software multi-millionaire? WOW no wonder they have household staff, their house is HUGE! Would I even fit in in a place like that? I mean they're probably really posh and I'd most likely break something really expensive. No harm in trying though, it's the only thing in the paper this week I'm remotely suitable for. Oh well here goes:

*bring bring* *bring bring*

"Hello Campbell Williams residence, how may I help you?"

"Hi... emmmm I mean hello. I'm calling with regard to the housemaid position" Brilliant first impression Emily, stutter over the phone why don't you.

"Of course, let me put you through to Ms Campbell. Please hold."

I can't believe Ms Campbell is actually going to talk to me. Surely this is why they hire maids right?

"Gina Campbell here, who am I talking to?" comes a cheerful voice from the other side of the phone. She sounds really friendly, not at all what I expected.

"Emily Fitch, I'm calling about the housemaid advert in the paper"

"Of course you are dear! Now tell me love do you have any experience in this type of thing?"

Bugger.

"Oh emm no I don't, I'm only just out of school and looking for a job and..."

"Don't sound so worried love! How about you come over to the house tomorrow at 2pm for an interview and we'll see how things go from there. Is that alright?"

An interview! YES! "Wow yes, thank you Ms Campbell! That sounds fantastic."

"Alright dear, I'll let the security guards know to expect you at 2pm. See you tomorrow."

"Goodbye, and thanks again."

Well that was a lot easier than I thought! She seems like really nice lady, usually rich people are a bit stuck up, but she wasn't at all. Brilliant...now time for some interview prep. for tomorrow!

It's 1pm and I'm feeling pretty nervous, I spent the majority of last night preparing my outfit and what I'm going to say today. I think look alright though, a plain white shirt, black pencil skirt, black tights and small black heals. Very professional. Now hair, I'm thinking straight with my fringe in a quiff. The next 30 minutes is spent doing my hair and having a quick cup of tea to calm my nerves.

I arrive at the house at 1.50pm and thankfully Ms Campbell had informed the security guards of my interview, so they let me though the gates in after a quick search of my handbag and some comments about my lack of car. I walk up to the house; it is enormous, much larger than I remember. Looks like it's got about 30 rooms or something. Eventually I make it to front door and knock.

A strict looking 60 year old woman with grey hair and a face full of wrinkles opens the door, she's wearing an apron so I assume she's not Ms Campbell, but boy does she look grumpy.

"Yes?"

"Hi, I'm Emily Fitch; I have an interview with Ms Campbell for the housemaid position."

"Right. Come in then and follow me."

This woman in pretty abrupt actually, not sure If I like her too much, but I'm not one to judge, this is the 1st time I've met the woman. I walk inside the house and following the woman through the lobby. It's very grand! The lobby is bigger than my whole flat, it has a marble floor and mahogany wood walls with many paintings hanging from them, there are also a few statues around the room and even a grand piano. At the end of the lobby there is a huge 2-way splitting staircase which leads up to the second floor with the largest chandelier I've ever seen hanging in the middle. Bloody hell, this place is enormous! I follow the woman into the second room on the right and take a seat on the leather sofa she motions to.

"I will fetch Ms Campbell, please make yourself comfortable."

The room is more homely than the lobby; it has 3 leather sofas surrounding a coffee table, the same mahogany walls as the lobby, but a nice red carpet. The walls are filled with paintings of nature apart from one, which I can only assume to be a family portrait. There is a smiling middle aged blonde haired woman, who seems genuinely happy, a proud looking business man in a suit and a teenage girl. She looks about 14-15, light blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, she's not smiling but there is a hint of a smirk on her face. I guess she's the daughter then, pretty, if only she were a few years older she'd be just my type and...

My thoughts are interrupted by the blonde haired woman from the photo walking into the room with the same bright smile.

"Emily, so glad you could make it at such short notice." She says as I stand to shake her hand.

"It's no problem at all Ms Campbell, I'm just so thankful you wanted to meet with me."

"Well we all need a job don't we Emily. So tell me a little about yourself."

OK come on Emily, you've practiced this "Well I'm Emily Fitch, I'm 18 and I've just finished Roundview College in town."

"Oh Roundview, how wonderful! That was my old school too, is that blighter Hughes still teaching there?"

"Yeah, he's retiring this year though, thank god!" God, I hate that man! Almost failed me in GCSE maths because I told him he'd drawn the summation symbol wrong on the board. Stupid git!

"He was a nasty bugger! So Emily did you pass your A-Levels?"

"Yes I did, I got an A and 2 Bs."

"Then what in God's name are you doing applying for a housemaid position then? You should be off to university, you're obviously a smart girl."

"My parents can't afford it, so I'm going to work, save up some money then hopefully go in a few years."

"I see, I see, Yes university can be very pricey" I nod in agreement, yes it can. "So Emily, when can you start?"

Start? As in start work? What? "Excuse me?"

"When can you start work love?"

I'm shocked! Surely the woman can't offer me a job this fast, we've barely been talking for 2 minutes, and she hasn't even asked me any of the usual questions: Why do want the job? Why would you be good for the position? What could you bring to the household?

"You're offering me the job already? You haven't even looked at my CV?"

She just laughs, "Oh Emily, do you really want me to bother with all of that rubbish? It's all about the person, not the paper. You want the job and you seem like a lovely young lady. Plus it's hardly rocket science! So when can you start dear?"

OK she really is offering me the job! "Emmm uh... Tomorrow?"

"Sounds perfect! Come along at 9am and Mrs Glenn our housekeeper will sort you out with everything you need to know."

"Thank you so much Ms Campbell, really, thank you."

"Not to worry love, come along then and I'll show you out."

Just as we walk out of the room I collide with someone, and somehow, probably due to my complete lack of coordination, we both end up on the floor.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry" I say. This is so embarrassing. I've literally had the job for 10 seconds and I've already messed up. I quickly jump up and extend my hand to my fellow crashie. Looking down I see bright blonde hair. It's the girl, the daughter from the portrait. She totally ignores my hand and gets up on her own and stands up face to face with me. She is not 14.

She looks about the same age as me actually, it must have been an old picture. Bloody hell she is gorgeous! Her hair is straight and shoulder length, and she's wearing a black KISS t-shirt, jeans and converse. She looks great, nothing like a person you'd expect to live in a mansion.

"Naomi love, this is Emily our new housemaid. She's a lovely girl."

Ok I need to not stare at her, look away Emily.

"Right, hi." Naomi says as she brushes passed me toward the door. "Going out for a walk, be back in a bit" she calls over her shoulder before she walks out of the front door.

"Don't mind Naomi, she's a grumpy little so-and-so most of the time" Ms Campbell tells me. She certainly seems like it. But I can't help but think there is much much more to her than that.

I don't know why but I have this really bizarre feeling about Naomi, I know it sounds crazy, but it's almost like I know she's going to be a big part of my life. I'm weird I know, I've only just met the girl and she was a bit of a bitch to be honest but there is something about her.

When I get home I'm completely ecstatic, have a job! An actual job that starts tomorrow, bills will no longer be a problem! Tomorrow is going to be a big day for me, going to get a good night's sleep and start my first day as a working woman nice and fresh.

So what did you think? Worth continuing with? Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. :)