Emily Fitch sat down on her sofa suffocating on her nerves. She had already been home for 2 hadn't yet forced herself to remove her coat or shoes, and had sat in the same position staring into space. She looked across at the clock on the wall.

6.10pm

She and Naomi had agreed to meet at Naomi's house at 7. Her mum would still be at yoga and they'd have an empty house to get some work done.

Emily was , nervous is an was petrified.

Time quickly flew past and before she knew it, Emily was setting off.

*

She found herself on the driveway of the Campbell household and took a moment to compose heard a knock coming from above her.

She took a few steps backward and arched her head looking for the source of the noise. There Naomi stood at the top left window, knocking and smiling. Emily grinned at the girl and lifted a hand and shyly waved. Naomi had since disappeared from the window and ran down to open the door.

'Hurry up! It's freezing. You'll let the cold in!'

Emily briskly walked to the door, and walked through to the hallway. Naomi shut the door behind her, and smiled.

'Shoes off, please.' She said with a giggle.

Emily removed her shoes and looked around.

'Aww. Is that you?' She questioned enthusiastically at a photograph of a blonde child with ice cream over her face.

'Tell anyone about that, and you're dead.' She said half seriously, feeling herself go bright red.

Naomi began her way up the stairs and motioned for Emily to follow her. Emily took each step slowly and cheekily allowed her eyes to roam over the blonde's body while her back was turned. Emily made her way into Naomi's bedroom and it was exactly how she would have room was minimalist.

It didn't look like a teenager's room. There were no games consoles, no music system, and no clutter lying around. Everything was neat and precise.

'So…where is everyone? Your mum and dad are out did you say?' Emily questioned.

'Mum is at yoga with the others.'

'Others…?'

'She gives people a place to live…there's 17 of us; me, my mum, and 15 random people without a home. Well…she takes them out sometimes to give me a bit of peace and quiet. A bit of space. Today is yoga day.'

Emily chucked at Naomi's dysfunctional life, and proceeded to take her folders and lined paper carefully out from her bag.

'So how do you want to do this?' Naomi questioned.

'Should we split it in half? You do the pros of Hitler's power over Germany, and I do the cons…or vice versa…whatever. And we'll just put both sections together….together.' She added.

Emily's mouth watered at together. She allowed herself to give a meek nod, before stretching herself out on Naomi's floor.

'Make yourself at home' Naomi said sarcastically.

'I will do thanks.' Emily responded with a cheeky smile.

They worked in almost complete silence for an hour. The silence being broken only when Naomi commented on Emily's childlike handwriting, and Emily giggling at Naomi mumbling to herself when she was rereading her work.

'Are you getting hungry yet?' Naomi asked barely looking up from her sheet.

'Yeah, actually I am.' Emily confessed.

Naomi climbed herself off of her bed and pulled out a laptop from under her bed.

'Oh, so you're not totally cavewoman then?' Emily giggled.

'Shush you' Naomi said giving her a slight glare before adding a cheeky giggle.

'What pizza do you want, Em?'

Emily's heart tingled at the sound of Naomi calling her Em.

'Sausage and Mushroom.' Emily added firmly. It's very rare that Emily gets a choice, so she chooses firmly.

Naomi pressed a few more buttons on her laptop and leant back down continuing with her work.

'If it's not here in 15 minutes we get it free.' She added with a smile.

The pizza arrived in 7 minutes sadly but it didn't stop the girls from enjoying it straight away.

'I'm dying for a wee, Em, could you put my laptop back under my bed in its case please.' Naomi begged as she ran out of the room.

Emily heard a door slam and she got up and reached under her bed for the eyes focused on a pile of papers hidden under her bed. Emily knew she was wrong for even contemplating looking…but she couldn't help it. Her hand reached out under the bed, and caught hold of the pile. She brought it forward towards her and took a glance. Nothing could have prepared her for the shock of what she was about to find. She rubbed her eyes and blinked again and again furiously at the magazine placed in front of her. The magazine which was covered top to bottom of naked women. She heard the door open, and threw them back under the bed, along with the laptop.

'Alright. So we'll just put these two together, edit them a bit so they flow and I'll type it up later for you, and print extra copies.' Naomi smiled as she walked back into the door.

Emily's face must have been red as Naomi immediately asked what was wrong.

'Nothing…just a bit…hot in here.' She lied.

'You're hot? It's freezing…um…want me to open the window?' she asked redundantly.

'No…no…don't worry.' Emily added.

'Let's just get this done, okay?'

Seconds became minutes. Minutes became hours. Finally the girls had finished their essay.

'I'll hand it in tomorrow…see what he thinks, that way we've got time if it's not right.' Naomi said.

Emily sat in her own little daydream. Ever since she had found out about Naomi…she had new found confidence. She couldn't get the images of them together out of her mind. She knew it was weird to be thinking about her, especially as she was sitting next to her. But she couldn't help it, however; she was struck from her daydream.

'Em? Hello? You alright?' she questioned.

'Um…yeah. I should get going!' Emily announced jumping up catching Naomi unawares - the pair knocking heads.

'Ouch, shit.' Naomi said clutching her head over dramatically.

'Jesus. Sorry. I didn't know you'd move…' Emily said laughing holding her head in her hands.

'Ow. Am I bleeding? I'm gonna die. I'm concussed. I'm internally bleeding. Call an ambulance.' Naomi said laughing at herself.

'Drama queen!' Emily shouted slowly standing up this time.

'Let me check your head.'

She tenderly brushed Naomi's hair through her fingers, and softly caressed the skin. Naomi shivers, which Emily blames on the cold.

'You'll have a bump.' Emily announced, and apologised again.

Emily's hands were still entangled in Naomi's hair. Their faces were inches apart. Both girls couldn't tear their eyes away. Their warm breath hitting each others faces acting as a catalyst. They could both feel the passion. They could feel the tension between them. Emily took a deep breath, and composed herself. She took a brief sniff of Naomi's perfume, and pulled herself away.

'I should….' She looked deep into Naomi's eyes. 'Go…'

Emily picked up her bag, and walked to the door smiling at Naomi. She shut the door behind her, and a massive grin erupted on her face.

'She wants me.' She muttered to herself before letting herself out of the Campbell household.

Naomi stood still where she stood moments before. She couldn't bring herself to move. Her heart thumping in her chest.
She was powerless to move. She was still captivated by the younger Fitch.

'What the hell was that?' she asked herself before smiling and throwing herself down onto the bed.