A/N: Oh hey guys! So, it's been quite sometime since I published anything and this story kinda came to me the other week as I sat on the bus admittedly perving on an innocent bus passenger ;)

Hope it's not too shit! Haha :D

I don't own Skins!

Day One –

The day was Monday. The time was 8:37am. The weather was overcast. The temperature was slightly chilly. And the 8:30am bus was running late. That was also the day that Emily Fitch first saw her...

In her flustered state, Emily Fitch, 17 years old and new pupil to Roundview College, tapped her foot incessantly on the concrete ground beneath her feet. She checked her watch agitatedly and blew out a frustrated breathe, causing her fringe to fly into her eyes. Her hand swiped it away and in the process of which she nearly dropped her newly bought textbook onto the ground below.

The day Emily had planned to be her first day of college was shaping to be a horrible one; she had gotten up way too late (thanks to her twin sister Katie), was refused a ride from said sister because of her wanker of a boyfriend and had forgotten to grab her change for the bus on the kitchen bench. Her growing resentment towards her sister and this day was increasing slightly when her bus hadn't shown up.

She was totally alone at the bus stop at which she stood, frantically searching for any signs of the public transportation that would deliver her to her goal. Her mind went into over drive as she contemplated not being on time, because for Emily Fitch, being late was not an option.

Emily was an all round perfectionist, everything she did had to be perfect and if it wasn't then it just wasn't good enough. She'd always been the attentive and more fragile twin; and was always treated as though she was different, always living in a shadow, always craving for a bit of attention. Emily never truly felt appreciated and didn't think anyone ever would.

Her thoughts had taken her to a place she shouldn't have gone to, she'd officially distracted herself from her task at hand. Shaking her head, Emily was aware of a vehicle coming toward her, suddenly in a rush; her hand was in her pocket grabbing her loose change. She internally cursed herself for losing her bus card a few days earlier.

The bus squeaked to a halt and Emily climbed aboard, fiddling with her coins and making the bus driver huff out a frustrated breathe before saying, "Hurry up, we haven't got all day."

Prick, Emily thought as she pulled herself through the rickety bus that was half filled with passengers already. An old lady sat near the front, her glasses magnifying her eyes that Emily had to stop herself from giggling, a chubby middle-aged man in a brown coloured suit was flicking through that morning's paper, and there were a few teenagers scattered around the back, some laughing at some ridiculous joke and a few were listening to their iPods and sat disinterestedly in silence.

Emily seated herself in the two empty seats that were just behind the back door of the bus. She set her bag and books down on the seat beside her and proceeded to look out the window whilst glancing down at her watch every now and then. According to her watch she was wearing, she didn't have much time until the start of year assembly began. Panic once again set in at the prospect of being late, at least the bus hasn't stopped for anyone, Emily thought to herself as, ironically, the bus came to a halt on the side of the road. Fucking great, she thought as three rowdy boys entered through the doors and stumbled their way toward her.

The taller of the boys had olive skin and messy brown hair that seemed to suit him extremely well, his eyes a dark warm brown, his ruffled attire automatically made Emily think he was a skater boy. She laughed at her own hilarity remembering Avril Lavigne's famous song. Her eyes moved to the smaller of the boys, his curly brown hair and blue eyes made him look young and innocent, he was also fiddling around with a deck of cards, shuffling them with professional ease.

He was talking rapidly to the third boy, who was howling with laughter at a window seat. He too had brown hair and blue eyes but looked to be more confident and didn't seem to give a fuck.

She must have been staring at them for quite a while since the olive skinned boy turned to look at her and smiled at her. Emily looked at him and nervously smiled back. He looked away and began chatting with the two other boys, their laughter filling up the bus.

Emily had never been much of a social person, she honestly had no clue how to interact with most people. Usually she could be seen sitting alone at parties, only conversing with people after a few drinks and possibly a spliff. She never put herself out there like her sister did; she wanted to remain decent enough for people to believe she was respectable.

Emily was thrown out of her reverie once again by the bus screeching to a halt, her hands attempting to steady herself but at the same time save her belongings from being thrown off her seat.

"Fucking hell! Stupid tosser can't fucking drive," came a voice from the isle next to her.

She turned toward the voice and saw the sandy haired boy say obnoxiously. He looked at her then and winked at her. Emily quickly looked away and looked toward the front.

The man with the newspaper was still sitting unfazed as was everyone else.

Emily looked at her watch once more, coming to the conclusion that she would indeed be late and judging by the amount of times she'd heard the three boys say, "Roundview", she assumed they were headed in the same direction. That put her slightly at ease knowing that she would not be the only one that would turn up late.

There was then a sudden commotion at the front of the bus as three girls boarded, two blonde haired and one a brunette. The first girl, she noted, was sporting pig tails and was wearing mismatched tights and shirt that seemed to oddly suit her. From what she gathered of the girl and her loud musings about "Super exciting bus rides", they fit her personality perfectly.

Emily's eyes wandered toward the brunette girl, whose long legs sported black tights that clung to her skin perfectly, Emily couldn't help but perve on the way they seemed to go on forever as she sat herself on a seat near her.

She realised she was staring, yet again, at randoms on a bus and quickly averted her embarrassed gaze to the seat that was now occupied by the second blonde.

This blonde had peroxide blonde hair and was wearing casual clothes that seemed to make her look exquisite; Emily couldn't take her eyes off her. And she knew she shouldn't stare, but it was increasingly difficult when she was on a bus and the scenery outside was much less interesting than what was on the bus with her right now.

The blonde girl was looking toward her brunette friend and Emily couldn't help but notice that the blonde was fiddling with her bag strap. Emily found it quite adorable.

No, what are you doing? Stop perving, you're being weird! Emily thought rapidly as she saw the blonde smile slightly. Fuck me she's gorgeous.

Emily chanced another look at her and the brunette girl was looking straight at her. Fuck, had she been looking at her for a long time?

The bus stopped once again, at a red light this time. Emily seemed to take particular notice looking out the window, that was until she heard a laugh that made her insides flip and she discreetly looked to her right.

Straight at the gorgeous blonde her head thrown back in amused, care free laughter. Emily slyly kept her gaze on her, noting the way the blonde's bright blue eyes sparkled in the morning light.

Emily must have been "observing" for a while because suddenly, the blonde looked her straight in the eye and Emily must have looked ridiculously like a deer caught in headlights. There was not use trying to separate, she couldn't even if she tried. It felt like there was a force connecting her to the girl.

There was something deep within the girls eyes that made her curious, the blue of her eyes had captured Emily's attention. She didn't want to look away, she didn't even care that this was unbelievably cliché.

The only thing she could focus on was the way the blonde's pink lips lifted up into a smirk. Her insides were flipping around and she faintly heard that howling laughter of the sandy haired boy in the distance. Everything seemed to be weirdly distant she noticed. What the fuck is happening?

Emily's eyes followed a stray curl that fell in front of her face, the urge to put it back in its place becoming very hard to control.

There was then a large lurch once again and she realised that the three boy and three girls were beginning to disembark. Emily started when the blonde raised herself from her seat, Emily just sat there, dumfounded, when the blonde made her way off the bus. Emily looking after her.

"You coming?" An unknown voice said from above her.

The brunette girl was hovering over her, looking at her with her big, blue, searching eyes. Emily was guessing she sat there for a bit, staring up at the girl.

"Are you getting off here, at Roundview?" She asked, gesturing outside, clearly they were at college.

How did she know I was even going to Roundview? Emily thought suspiciously. Maybe she's a mind-reader, Emily scoffed internally at the absurdity of the thought.

"How did you know I was getting off here?" Emily asked curiously.

The brunette was smirking at her and nodded at the Roundview brochure sticking out of Emily's bag. Oh...wow, I'm an idiot.

Emily looked down at her bag and quickly put the strap around her shoulder, getting up hurriedly, "Uh, yeah, I'm getting off it seems," Emily said lamely and made her way off the bus.

She adjusted the strap and when she looked up the brunette was gone and Emily was left looking at the college. She was quite alone and quickly headed off towards the hall, all the while thinking about how the bus ride to school that morning wasn't that horrible.

A/N: Sooooooooooooooooooo...what'd you think? Yeah, I hope it's not THAT shit haha, I'm actually in a very important part of my school year. So I'm a bit stressed but I wrote this as a sort of release I guess, plus, it's awfully fun watching people on buses...I'm weird! YAY! I get points for weirdness.

Drop me a review, even if it's to tell me I'm shit...but I hope you don't! D:

*disapparates* :D