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Disclaimer- Skins is not mine, but the tent is.
Naomi looked at her new companion, Emily. It was such a strange situation. Here was this girl, who'd spent a few hours asleep next to her, who'd spent the entire night before dancing and hijacking stages with her, and yet she could honestly say that she knew nothing about her. Despite the increasingly frequent flashbacks, the only thing that Naomi could tell about the girl sitting cross-legged in front of her was that she had bright red hair, the deepest brown eyes she'd ever seen, and was very possibly a lesbian. These last two points were certainly something Naomi would have to approach in the near future, but for now she was content to chat with Emily about their wild night, swapping recollections between fits of giggles.
"So, you met Effy then?" Naomi was trying to fit the events of the night into some sort of timeline.
"Yeah, definitely. Dark hair, smokes a lot, drinks even more than me," Emily smirked, chewing on a toggle from her hoodie; something Naomi found extremely alluring. She shook her head, the alcohol couldn't have worn off yet.
Naomi sniggered. She wondered what kind of impression her best friend had left on Emily. She found that most would shy away from Effy's calculating stares, but Emily spoke of her with nothing other than quiet amusement. Naomi bit her lip, Emily must have been an extremely good drinking companion last night to earn even a conversation with the mysterious brunette.
"Anyway, I should probably head off," Emily started, looking around the dishevelled sheets absent-mindedly, presumably looking for her possessions.
"You don't have to go-," Naomi began, eager to keep talking to her new friend, still yearning to uncover the events of the previous night. She stopped herself from finishing that sentence though, a blush rising in her pale cheeks. She wanted nothing more than to adopt Effy's alluringly indifferent demeanour at that point, her pride wanting to keep Emily in the tent without actually expressing the desire in words.
"It's okay, my friends are probably wondering where I am, my sister not so much," she frowned, getting to knees ready to crawl out of the entrance of the tent. "Maxxie'll be worried though, last time I saw him he was helping some people escape from a mosh pit. He had a black eye, too, I hope he's okay-" Emily stopped, seemingly lost in her own thoughts, and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
"Em," Naomi waved a hand in front of Emily's face, causing both girls to start giggling once again. They looked at each other for a moment, a slight smile on both of their faces, content with the ease that they felt in each other's company, though they had only known each other soberly for around an hour.
Emily finally crawled out of the tent, Naomi following after a taking a deep breath to rearrange her thoughts. She stood up after exiting the tent, her hands wet from the dew that had settled on the grass overnight. She took another deep breath, hoping that the crisp air would clear her alcohol induced haziness. The result was quite the opposite however, as she instead inhaled a lot of cigarette smoke. She let out a whooping cough which led to a full blown coughing fit. Emily was laughing again, patting her on the back as gently as she could through the tears of laughter threatening to fall from her beautiful eyes. Naomi sat on the floor grumpily, letting the last few coughs get the better of her as she peered up through streaming eyes at her attacker. She narrowed her eyes at her smirking best friend, lazily puffing away on the cancer stick that Naomi had almost just swallowed.
"Good morning to you, too," Effy smiled condescendingly at Naomi, turning her eyes towards Emily instead. Her eyes gave nothing but genuine curiosity away.
"Stop sneaking up on people," Naomi muttered, secretly glad that her best friend was back. The prospect of looking for her in the maze of tents and caravans that was the campsite was not appealing.
"Anyway, I should go. I'll see you soon, Naomi. Glad to see you made it back alive, Effy," Emily winked at Naomi and walked away, stumbling slightly over the various tent pegs and empty bottles scattered around the field.
"Likewise," Effy said under her breath, turning her attention from the redhead's retreating figure to the girl sitting cross legged on the floor in front of her, who didn't seem to be able to tear her eyes away from the now distant Emily.
Effy cleared her throat loudly and sat directly in front of Naomi, causing the blonde to slowly turn her eyes towards the other girl, a guilty look crossing her features.
"So, alive and well, huh?" Naomi teased Effy and grabbed a newly lit cigarette from the brunette's mouth before she could take drag out of it. She welcomed the rush of nicotine, quietly hoping that it would restore some of her natural attitude, which for some reason did not seem to be making an appearance this morning.
Effy smirked across at Naomi, seeing right through her as usual. In true Effy style, however, she did not approach the subject they both knew was hovering in the air beside them, like some kind of invisible elephant growing larger and larger. Instead, she chucked Naomi a t-shirt, handed her a coca-cola bottle filled with something distinctly green, and winked.
"Put that on, your shirt looks like you've had sex in it," she pointed at the band t-shirt Naomi was now holding across her lap like a precious genie bottle. The blonde slowly looked up at her friend in awe, gesturing to the t-shirt dumbly, unable to form words.
"Yes, I know it's your favourite band, you can thank me after you've gotten dressed, put some deodorant on, and downed that bottle," Effy stood without a word and began walking away again, her slender legs showing through the rips in her jeans.
"Wait, where're you going?" demanded Naomi, she was not prepared to be left alone in this campsite, especially after sniffing the green liquid she was supposed to be drinking.
"I'm going to get you a burger, you're going to drink that, and then we're heading to a friend's caravan," she stated, not even looking behind her at Naomi's reaction to the day's planned activities. Naomi shrugged and set about her tasks, she needed to get back to some level ground after the strange morning she'd had. Downing half a pint of something unknown before noon and going to some stranger's caravan made complete sense to her; the feelings that Emily had sparked however, did not.
