A/N: Hello! Here it is, the other half of the summer, after this chapter, I'll be posting the first episode of Series 3. Bear with me, these chapters will take longer, because I have to watch while I write, plus add my own original twists to it. It is a long process, but I'm willing to do it.
Unfortunately, this is the chapter where I remove Jamie. Don't worry, he'll be in and out, as he promised!
It's a short chapter, like I said in the last, because I've also been working on 3x01 (it's really a long process, I swear.) I was listening to music when I wrote this. "My Love" by Sia, "99 Problems" by Jay-Z, "Dance, Dance" by Fall Out Boy, "The Funeral" by Band of Horses, and "Don't Go" by Rae Morris. I have others but the list is long. xD
I'm super excited to submit 3x01 and I can't tell you when I will submit it, because I honestly don't know, but I will try to, soon. I tried not to put Effy in that much, so that she wouldn't be Naomi's friend per se, but an acquaintance that she'll eventually become really good friends with. The reason I think Jamie fits in very well is because he is the one person Naomi opens up to, and then Emily will become that person to her, and will bring down all her barriers to create new Naomi we see in Series 4. Jamie will be there, but he will more or less will become the one who knocks her off her high horse and pushes her to Emily, because he isn't there anymore to take care of her.
With that, I hope you enjoy this. I tried my best, and I know it isn't my best chapter, but whatever, I hope you like it, and I hope I get some reviews, since I really appreciate your reviews :)
To those who have reviewed, thank you, I'm glad you've liked it, and if you have any feed back, feel free to tell me. I'm open to suggestions!
Disclaimer: I don't own skins, just some of the characters. Like Jamie, Trina, Holly, and Mr. D.
So, here it is! Chapter 4!
~Storm
Summer, Part 2~
I really do think Effy Stonem is some kind of mysterious ghost. She comes and goes as silent as the wind on a clear Bristol morning. Sometimes I'll be running amok with Jamie, and she'll show up out of nowhere, a cigarette in hand and smoke swirling in the air. Jamie and her have really hit it off, and he keeps telling me she's amazing in bed, which is rather disturbing to hear from my best mate. When she leaves, she rarely utters a word of farewell. Just three days before the day of Jamie's departure to Cyprus, Trina is throwing a farewell party. The whole school is invited. I doubt anyone would come if it weren't because a party is a party, not to say bye to Jamie, since he and I are somewhat outsiders. I don't give a damn. I just want to spend as much time with my best mate as I can.
Jamie slept over last night so we could head over together. As we walk, Jamie rubs his hands together nervously. I huff.
"Fuck's sake, Jamiekins. What the fuck's your problem?" I ask finally, annoyed, and Jamie flashes me an irritated look.
"I invited Effy," oh... He bites his lip. "She still hasn't answered. Think she'll come?" I shrug.
"I have absolutely no idea Jamester. Sorry," I truly am sorry, because Jamie's face has fallen slightly. I watch him nervously, but he smiles almost immediately.
"Ahh well. If she wants to hang out, she'll show up. She always does," he said slightly more cheerful, and I released the breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Right," I confirm, and we walk the rest of the time passing our spliff in between us silently. Once we reach Trina's, we can tell we are fashionably late. We walk in, and almost immediately hear a joyful sound of "Jamiekins!" Trina runs over and hug Jamie tightly, then me. I smile at her, and she beams at me.
"You made it! The guests of honor! Please, come inside all the way," she urges us, and we oblige. We reach the bar, where she hands us a bottle of vodka and two cups.
"Make yourselves at home, as you can see, there's lots of people," Trina yells over the noise of the music and then walks off into the crowd. Jamie grins at me.
"Well go on, you heard her," he nudges me, so I grin in return and we lock hands and head to the makeshift dance floor.
About 2 hours later, we're sweaty and tired, so we head to the nearest sofa, and sit down.
"Some party.." Jamie says, taking a large swig from the vodka bottle, then passing it to me. He pulls out another spliff and lights it with a click of his lighter before taking a few drags and passing that to me as well. I puff a little, then drink another hearty gulp of vodka. I'm buzzed, and ecstatic to have my best friend next to me.
And then I see a flash of red, and my momentary moment of happiness turns to dread. Fuck's sake, why is she everywhere?! I elbow Jamie, and he swears. He follows my gaze and catches what I'm staring at horror in. Emily Fitch staring straight at me as always.
"Jesus," I groan, and Jamie rubs my back soothingly.
"Relax. Ignore it," he whispers, and I nod.
"Right. Ignore it," I mumble.
"Ignore what?" Jamie and I both jump in surprise.
Effy is here.
It's actually not as awkward as it sounds, but the three of us are sitting side by side, silent, passing the spliff from one to the other. We haven't said a word since Effy arrived.
Okay, I lied, it is kind of awkward.
"So..." I begin, unsure of what to say.
"So," Effy echoes in agreement. Jamie coughs uncomfortably, since he is wedged between two girls with nothing to say. I groan suddenly, and stand up.
"Go on then you two, I know you're dying to shag, so go on. I can wait," I tell them both bluntly. Effy raises an eyebrow, while Jamie splutters, his face turning red.
"Naomi!" he protests, but Effy is unfazed. She takes Jamie's hand and pulls him toward the staircase.
"I'll bring him back in one piece, promise." she says in her familiar mellow tone, and for some reason, I believe her.
Maybe she likes him more than she lets on.
An hour later, she pulls him back toward me, and I grin wryly at them, receiving a smirk from Effy and a sheepish smile from Jamie. Effy places his hand in mine.
"You two can go dance now. I'm going to go get some spliff, and I'll come back. Jamie's run out," she says briskly, and just like that, she's gone. I blink.
"Christ!" I exclaim, and Jamie nods in awe.
"I know," he replies. We are startled from our reflecting of how badass Effy Stonem is by Trina, who approaches excitedly.
"Jamie! I have some surprise for you!" she squeaks. Jamie and I glance at each other with an eyebrow raised each, then we shrug and follow an ecstatic Trina outside, where a crowd is hovering over a tarp covered object. I tilt my head curiously, then glance at Jamie as he does the same. He approaches it and turns to Trina expectantly.
"Close your eyes!" she orders, beaming at him. He huffs and rolls his eyes. He hates surprises. He obliges though, and Trina grins brightly, uncovering the object.
Holy shit.
"Open them!" she is even more excited now, and Jamie opens his eyes, his eyes bulging once he sees it.
It's a beautiful blue motorcycle, the one that Jamie wanted specifically.
"What the fuck, Trina! This must have cost you a fortune!" Jamie yells in outrage. Trina's smile falters ever so slightly, but then returns mischievously.
"Well who said I bought it?" she replies teasingly. I look from one person to another. Jamie grits his teeth.
"Well then who did? I can't accept this," he says a little more calm, but still considerably annoyed. Trina shakes her head in exasperation.
"Don't be a twat, Jamie. Just accept the gift. It's a going away gift, as is this," she beckons her friend Bri, who hands Jamie a brand new electric guitar. Jamie groans.
"Fuck's sake. You're killing me here!" he exclaims. I snicker slightly. Jamie glares at me, and I attempt to compose myself, but I end up snorting. Jamie huffs, but I shake my head.
"Shut up, you tosser. Take the gifts and be grateful!" I nudge him gently. Jamie rolls his eyes.
"Fine. Whatever. Thanks guys." he says deadpan, and I snort again, and that causes a chain reaction, for soon, everyone around us is laughing. Jamie rolls his eyes, and I think to myself He's obviously learned that from me...
Trina grins and hugs Jamie tightly. He pats her back clumsily, still annoyed, but considerably grateful.
"Seriously Trina. You shouldn't have. Thank you," he says seriously, and I swell with pride. When he backs out of the hug, Trina rubs his arm comfortingly.
"We're going to miss you Jamester," she tells him just as seriously, and there are murmurs of agreement around us.
"Yeah Jamiekins."
"You rock, man."
"You have to come to visit."
"Love you, dude."
Jamie grins, and turns to me. Don't cry Naomi, don't fucking cry. I smile weakly. He bites his lip.
"I'm going to miss you all too," he replies sadly, and he is still watching me. "Specially you, Naoms."
I punch him teasingly.
"Of course you are, you wanker. I'm totally missable," I tease, and Jamie chuckles in a choked way before pulling me into a hug. Some people cheer for us, or him, or me, I don't really care.
All I know is that I'm losing my best friend to Cyprus, I'm in love with a girl, and it totally fucking sucks.
Jamie and I stumble into his room drunkenly, and we plop down on his bed.
"Fuck's sake. Some party!" he exclaims.
"I'll say." Effy says, walking in behind us. After Jamie received his presents, Trina invited him to play a song, and he accepted. Effy found me and gave me a bag of some hardcore drugs, and everything got really fuzzy after that. Jamie rocked out, and everyone had a total blast. Because of the lack of coherence in my brain, I met Emily's eyes many times while I was on the drugs, until I had to go out and sit in the street with my legs crossed. Once Effy and Jamie found me, holding hands loosely, I was yelling "The Angel is a backstabber, a fucking backstabber!" So Jamie had to calm me down, and Effy went inside and told Trina we were going because I was really trashed and Jamie wanted to get me home. So she waved at us from the window, and Jamie hopped onto his bike. It was such a big bike, that all three of us fit, and he zoomed us away. Soon we were at his house, and we'd snuck into his room so his mother wouldn't scold us. I faceplant myself onto his pillow now, and I hear him fumbling in the bag Effy had gotten him, taking out a spliff and lighting it. Soon, the three of us are passing it around, and we are considerably more relaxed. I sigh softly.
"Sorry about that, I was a little trashed," I mumble. Both of them stare at me. "Ok so I was really trashed. Sorry." Jamie chuckles.
"It's ok Naomikins. Everyone's been trashed before." he replies soothingly. Effy watches me silently, then stands up.
"Well, I should go home," she says abruptly. Jamie and I glance at each other.
"Uhh... Do you need a ride?" he asks her. She smiles slightly, and shakes her head.
"I'll walk," she responds, and just like that, she's gone again. Jamie huffs, and I smirk sympathetically at him.
"Jamiekins... Don't let your hopes soar. She seems like the free-to-roam type. You can't tie her down," I say soothingly, and he hangs his head.
"She's... shit Naomi, she's so beautiful. I really like her," he mutters. I pat his back. "C'mon, let's go to sleep, you hunk of a guy," I tease, and tackle him so we are laying down, his arm loosely around me. I snuggle into his chest as I always do. He laughs softly.
"Remember when we met? You were so different. I always thought you were cool, and as soon as I laid eyes on you, I knew we'd be really good mates," his voice rumbles with affection as he kisses my head gently. I sigh happily.
"I remember. I did too. You've always known how to read me," I reply and he laughs.
"It's not that difficult. I don't know how so many people can't see right through you. Your eyes reflect everything you're thinking!" he exclaims. I huff.
"They do not!" I complain, even though he's right, my eyes almost always reflect what I am thinking. Or at least my expression does. Well to him anyway, to everyone else, I'm the fucking ice queen.
"You know they do. I'm surprised Red hasn't noticed you're totally mad for her." and I tense at his words, though they're full of teasing.
"Thanks for reminding me, you prick," I growl, and he smiles slightly.
"C'mon. Maybe she's got a good reason to lie?" he suggests, and I snort.
"No, she just let me took the blame cause she didn't want her sister thinking she's the real lesbian here. Never again, Jamie. I can't let my guard down, ever again." I say passionately, but my eyes are starting to droop. Jamie laughs softly, his chest shaking with his chuckles.
"Right. We'll see about that. You love her, and she obviously feels something for you, since she can never take her eyes off you. Don't say it's cause she feel guilty, because it's not only that. You can't deny love forever, Naomi, just because it scares you. Like I've said before, you don't bet on what you don't know," he says, and his voice is fading, because I'm drifting off. He's right, I can't. But I can't be a slave to this either. And I can't help it, I can't fucking help it, I let my dreams take me away to a place where I can let my guard down, I can love Emily Fitch, and she can love me back, we can hold hands and kiss adnd just be together. I let my dreams take me away to a place where I can be a slave to Emily Fitch, her eyes, and the way I feel about her.
I go to a place where I can love her so much, it kills my poor, weak heart.
Today's the day. Jamie's said goodbye to Effy, and he's given her his number so she can reach him at Cyprus. He's arranged so that his motorcycle can meet him in his new home, and he's holding my hand tightly as we walk into the airport, carrying his bags. I feel like this is all surreal, it's impossible that I'm losing the only person I can trust on this planet to fucking Cyprus. Jamie leads me to where his gate is to line up, and he turns to me. I bite my lip as he looks at me as if he can't bear this, and I know he can't stand it, because I can't stand it either. I open my mouth to tell him again I'll call him after college on the first day, but suddenly I'm suffocating because he's squeezing me. My arms wrap around him, and I squeeze back. Fuck's sake, I'm crying now, and I can feel his own body shaking. We stay like that for a long while, and when we come apart, I gaze at him, because I won't see his face for a long while, and I'm going to miss his soothing honey colored eyes, and his heart warming smile. And he may not be Emily, I may not be in love with him, but I love this stupid wanker, and I don't know how I'll live without him. He squeezes my shoulders as if he knows what I'm thinking, and he gives me a quick peck on the mouth and the nose and both my cheeks, wiping the tears that are slowly running down my face. It's purely platonic, but I can feel the love he has for me; it's radiating off his body in waves. He sighs sadly, and smiles ever so weakly.
"I love you Naomi Campbell, you're my best mate, and I'm going to fucking miss you. Don't forget that, ever." he says solemnly, and I nod violently in reply.
"Have fun. I'll call you on the first day of college." I whisper, and he nods as well, hugging me once more. He hesitates, and before letting go...
"This isn't goodbye. I'll always be with you. If you need me, call, or text, and I'll be there," He promises. I can't speak, so I nod again, and he sighs softly. We come apart, and he takes his carry-ons, since he already checked in the other suitcases. He walks toward the gate, then stops and turns to me.
"Oh, and Naomi?" he calls. I stare at him.
"Yeah?" I reply, because it's the only reply I can squeeze out of my choked throat. He smiles gently at me, and waves.
"Be brave," He tells me, and then he crosses into the platform, and he's gone.
Be brave. Got it.
But as soon as I get home, I lay on my bed and say goodbye to this Jamie-sick Naomi, and say hello to the new Naomi, the cold one, the one that won't let anyone hurt her.
I say hello to the fucking ice queen.