Hey guys, I've done some writing before but this is my first attempt at fan fiction so let me know what you think/if you like it.
Naomi Campbell sighed softly. Carefully removing the slim arm draped over her stomach she rolled careful off the bed. Collecting her clothes Naomi paused by the door to look back at the sleeping figure. She was quite pretty, but it was just so...ordinary. This was LA after all; every girl looked like they could be on the cover of Vogue. Naomi closed the door to the bedroom after and slipped out into the living room. Pulling on her crumpled clothes, she dialled a number on her mobile. It picked up before the first ring was finished.
"Where are you?" The deep, slightly accented masculine tone came down the line. Naomi gave her location and ended the call. Naomi took the lift down to the ground floor but didn't have to wait long before the sleek black BMW 760Li pulled up to the curb. She climbed into the leather passenger seat and turned the smirking man beside her.
"Good night?" he enquired. She rolled her eyes.
"I pay you to drive not to ask questions." She answered coolly. He just chuckled softly and pulled the BMW back on to road.
"Campbell? We're here" Naomi awoke slightly disorientated. Had she really fallen asleep that fast? She thanked Alexei and wearily opened the door to her house.
It was quite amazing really that she had made it to her bed and had managed to remove all her clothing before passing out really, Naomi thought to herself the next day as she wondered out to the kitchen. She pulled up the blinds and opened the huge glass sliding doors that lead out to the sunny balcony and stunning view. She really was a rather lucky.
"For fucks sake." Emily Fitch rolled her eyes in exasperation at the leering teenager behind the counter.
"They're twins" Freddie Mclair glared at the teen.
"So you're the gay one?" The kid continued, ignoring Freddie and still staring at Emily. She glared back. He handed over two large plastic cups. Emily made her way to a booth at the back of the shop. Freddie slid in behind her.
"Fucking Katie. This is just getting ridiculous." She handed one of the cups to Freddie Mclair. He sighed.
"Perhaps maybe you two should do a feature together. Highlight the fact that you're twins, but totally different?"
"I dunno, Freds we can barely stand to be in the same room anymore let alone pretend to be all chummy for the cameras."
Freddie shrugged in response. "Maybe just think about it. I've got to run now, but don't forget I'll pick you up tonight. Obviously I won't be allowed in so do you want me to arrange some security for you? Or maybe Clair could go with you"
Emily shook her head "Nah I'll be right."