No one spoke at breakfast. It was unusual to say the least because when you're in a family that isn't only occupied by a loud Liverpudlian but also a ridiculously confused younger brother it's really a moment of history when the only noise made at the table is that of clattering knives and forks. Emily bit the inside of her cheek and stole a quick glance around the table looking at each of her families faces to detect any hint as to why, all of a sudden, they found more interest in the toast than speaking. She bit the inside of her cheek when all eyes were averted to plates and she began to feel like she was being left out of something.

She cleared her throat with a cough and placed her piece of toast down. "Why's no one talking?"

"Finally someone spoke," her dad breathed. "I was waiting for someone else to speak. Thought I'd forgotten someone's birthday or something, didn't I?" He laughed.

"Oh for God's sake, I thought we could go one peaceful breakfast," Jenna snapped, firmly placing her knife back down on the plate.

James suddenly shouted, "I want jam! You ate it all didn't you bitch?" Pointing at Katie who swatted his hand away.

"I didn't eat your jam twat."

"I will not," Jenna emphasised, "tolerate swearing at this table."

"Your mother's right kids."

Emily felt somewhat relieved that she hadn't been left out of anything but almost felt like punching herself for ruining the once in a life time quiet Fitch family. She'd forgotten how annoying the sound of her family was amongst the silence. She ate the rest of her toast quickly and left the table as soon as. She was already dressed for college but saw no point in even going since it was her final week and her only lessons of the day were study sessions, leading up to her final exam at the end of the week. She sighed, knowing that it would benefit her in the end.

"Katie, are you coming?" She called from the hall.

"I've finished," a voice called from the kitchen. "I finished on Friday, don't you fucking remember?"

"Katie! What did I just say?"

Emily vaguely remembered the several hours of boasting over the weekend. "Oh yeah. Well I'm off, bye."

No one shouted back but they never did. She slammed the door and just managed to hear her mum shouting before placing a helmet on her head and starting the scooter up. She was thankful that Katie wasn't in anymore because whenever she wanted a ride in she would spend a good portion of the journey complaining and if she wasn't complaining she'd be gripping onto Emily at a bone breaking strength. When Emily had parked, she pulled her helmet off and tried, as best as she could, to sort her hair out. Once she felt it was as good as her hair could possibly get after having a helmet flatten it out, she stopped. Checking her schedule one last time, she saw that her lessons had all been moved to the library meaning she had a five hour day of pure silence. She was about to groan then realised she'd just be kidding herself because that's what all her days at college were really. She glanced around the school and noticed the severe lack of students. Either most people had finished just as Katie had or people had chosen to study at home like most people would have done. She still had time to turn and leave since she hadn't actually signed into school yet but she again reminded herself that it was be better to study at school than at home.

"You'll need to sign in here."

She was handed a clipboard with various boxes for names and a sign in time. She filled in her name and went to look behind the woman in front of her for the time.

"It's 08:45."

"Thanks," Emily muttered before handing the clipboard back. There had only been a couple other names on the board so when she turned the corner and was greeted by utter silence she wasn't surprised. She passed the people sitting in the particular section she had walked into and turned more corners until she was sitting in between two of the shelves, History and Gov. Politics. She pulled off various amounts of books, placed them on the floor and then sat down with her back against the History aisle. Her bag was quickly emptied and she opened up her folder, taking out a highlighter from the bottom of her bag while she was at it. She debated putting her iPod on, wondering if she would be distracted but finally countered that she'd properly be more distracted by the silence oddly enough and proceeded to put her earphones in. It only took a few minutes for her to get properly stuck into it and for her pages to be completely covered in yellow highlighter.

It was only when someone's feet passed her eyesight that she snapped away from the mess of studies in front of her. She quickly pulled out her earphones and looked up, her heart racing.

"Hey," a nostalgic voice greeted.

Emily couldn't see their face as they were facing the opposite aisle but she could tell by, not only their voice, but their hair and height and general posture that it was in fact Naomi.

"Hi," she quietly responded, still looking at her back.

Naomi began to pick a few books of the shelves before turning around. "Revising?"

"History," Emily replied, tapping her textbook with her pen. "What about you?"

"Politics, as you can see," she replied with a smirk.

Emily went red faced for a number of reasons. Not only was it a bit nerve-racking when someone smirks at you but, and this was probably the main reason, it's also a little embarrassing when you nearly had a threesome with the girl standing in front of you who also happens to be smirking.

"How's it going then?"

"How's what going?"

Naomi gave a small nod towards the books. "Your revision."

Emily gave a small, "oh," as she nearly thought the blonde had been enquiring how she herself had been doing. "Fine. I've actually only been here like 10 minutes."

"15 actually."

Emily raised an eyebrow and Naomi smirked.

"Your sign in time, I saw it."

"Oh," was all Emily said.

Naomi nodded as a small response before turning to leave. Emily swallowed the lump in her throat and quickly decided she needed to sort out what had happened.

"Uhm," she began, wanting to stop Naomi before she would be at a distance that required for Emily to speak up.

Thankfully Naomi stopped and turned around. She awaited Emily to speak with raised eyebrows and watched as the red head pushed herself up from the ground to be more level with her.

"So last night. Uhm, I... I shouldn't have, y'know, joined in." She mentally cursed herself for her choice of words. "I mean, did what I did."

A chuckle escaped the blonde's lips. "You didn't actually do anything."

"I," Emily stopped. She hadn't really. She'd just kissed Naomi. "Well you know. Still."

"What? You shouldn't have kissed me?" Naomi smirked once again, licking her lips. "What, are we 15 again?" She leaned in, her eyes narrow and the corners of her mouth curling even more. "So does this mean we can't see each other anymore because our mum's and dad's might find out?"

Emily knew she was joking. She knew that Naomi was trying to make her uncomfortable. She also knew that Naomi was aware she was succeeding, particularly because Emily hadn't said anything and had been looking back and forth between Naomi's lips and her eyes.

She pulled back and smiled, not smirked, and nodded. "But okay. I better go-" She stopped suddenly and her smile dropped but she didn't take her eyes of Emily's.

There was no hesitation when both girls crashed into each other. The books Naomi had been holding fell and while the previous night had been alcohol induced it had still been a lot more delicate than this time. Lips were all over the place and hands searched one another for something to grip to.

Naomi's hands found their way under Emily's shirt and pulled her roughly into her. Emily gasped lightly into Naomi's mouth at the contact on her waist and used her own hands to tangle in Naomi's hair and pull the blonde closer. Something came over Emily and she slammed Naomi's back against the shelves behind her. Numerous books fell and Naomi pulled back from Emily's lips.

She looked to the floor where the books had fallen only to raise her eyebrows with a smirk. She nodded her head slowly and the smirk widened. "Interesting."

She did the same as Emily had and numerous books from the opposite shelf fell as Emily's back collided with them. It was only when Emily groaned into the blonde's mouth that she stopped.

"As much as I'd love to, we can't do this here."

Emily raised an eyebrow, "you have morals?"

"Could say that. I've got to go anyway. Good luck revising." She picked up the books she had dropped from the floor, gave one finally smile then turned the corner. Emily could hear as her footsteps got further and further away. She dropped herself to the floor, placed her earphones back in and picked the highlighter up again.


She'd done as much revision as she could possibly force herself to do yet she still felt the need to do more. She didn't really want to do more but if it meant directing her thoughts on something other than Naomi then she'd gladly do another five hours of revision. Alas though, the growing pains of hunger in her stomach were begging her for a lunch break and with little worry of people stealing her text books, she simply got up from her place on the library floor and walked through to the canteen where she saw most of the people who had been in the library earlier were.

"Just that love?"

Emily glanced down at the sandwich and drink on her tray and wondered what else the woman wanted her to have. "Uhm, yes."

A quick roll of the eyes from the woman and a painless transaction of money later, Emily was sitting at a table on her own. She wondered if she could sign out before the end of the day and continue revision at home or even just take the rest of the day off. She pulled the sandwich from the packaging it was in and bit into it. She cringed and looked at the label of the sandwich. Of course it's out of date, she mumbled to herself. She picked a napkin from her tray and put it below her mouth, spitting out the sandwich.

"Attractive."

Of course it would happen to Emily. Of course just when she is doing about the unattractive thing, Naomi would turn up. She looked up, spat out the last little bit and wrapped it properly before placing it on her tray. She wondered if Naomi thought bright red was her natural skin colour.

"It was out of date," she mumbled. She twisted the lid of her drink and sipped it.

Without warning Naomi took a place at the table, facing Emily with a smile. "Fair enough. So did you finish with your revision?"

Anyone would feel the same as Emily did. Cautious. Worried. Happy. A girl she hardly ever spoke to who was not only beautiful, but was also quite well liked amongst people was speaking to her as if they were best friends and, better yet, acted like they were girlfriends or what Emily, being Emily, could only describe as acts of girlfriends. Sure, she'd had girlfriends and she was so naive as to think that what her and Naomi had done made them girlfriends, but what they were doing was definitely beyond something best friends did. She nodded her head slowly, "yeah I think I did. I might stay a little longer after lunch just to get some more done. What about you?"

Naomi gave a small shrug, "yes and no. I've done what I can be bothered and that's enough for me."

Emily nodded and went to reply but her eyes trailed away from Naomi's as she saw a familiar brunette walking through the doors. Naomi watched Emily's eyes focus somewhere else and turned in her seat to see where she was looking. Her smile changed to a smirk and Emily could see this from the corners of Naomi's lips.

"Hey Effy."

The red head had no idea why she felt she had done something wrong but still promptly put her head down as if the table was much more interesting that any conversation that was occurring around her. Still, she kept her ears locked on the conversation while her eyes stayed locked on the small indent on the canteen table.

"Did you come in to do a bit of revision?"

"No."

"I see. Any reason you are here then?"

Emily couldn't work out if it was asked in a harsh way or if it was a simple question. She briefly looked up to see but was greeted by Effy's cold eyes and promptly looked away.

"Emptying my locker out," Effy replied.

"Need help?"

"Sure."

Naomi turned and looked at Emily who slowly looked back up, cautious that Effy would be in front of her with a knife. When she saw she wasn't she looked at Naomi directly.

"See you around Emily."

She didn't have time to say bye as the blonde rose from her seat instantly and left with the brunette without another word or glance at Emily. She lifted her tray off the table and emptied the items on it into a bin before placing it down and leaving the canteen. Once she was at the library she sat back down in front of her untouched books and picked her iPod up. Suddenly, she was overcome with a desire to hit someone, throw something, destroy anything. Her hand gripped the iPod until her knuckled went white and her wrist felt strained. With nothing better to do, she threw the iPod which merely rebounded off the shelf opposite and fell to the ground with little noise. It was pathetic and Emily felt just as pathetic. She opened her textbook and began to read.

There were numerous problems with the Weimar Republic, for example-


Another chapter done. I might get another out later today as well, or tomorrow morning as tomorrow I leave to America for two weeks!

Anyway, yeah, enjoy!

Oh and sorry I reposted chapter 1 last time... heheh