Naomi sat on the edge of her bed.
She double checked her bag tipping it out onto her duvet.
She had her makeup case, her phone, her purse and, perhaps most importantly, her passport.

She slipped on her shoes and ran back to the bathroom.
This was now the fourth time she had checked her outfit in the mirror.
She grunted and sighed and pulled at her shirt before giving up.

She grabbed her suitcase and her plane bag, and ran downstairs.
'Mum, I'm ready. Can you drive me now?'
Her mother parted lips with Kieran, Naomi's teacher, and picked up her car keys.
'Have fun thar, lassy.' He said.
Naomi gave him a nervous smile and walked away.

'Are you sure you've got everything?' Gina asked pulling away from the yellow house in their green fiat punto.

'Yeah…I think so…' Naomi muttered.

She was staring out of the window.
She was nervous.
Terrified, actually.
Although she'd never admit it publicly, she had never been away from her mother for so long.

Gina was fully aware she was nervous, and knowing Naomi, decided not to push it any further.

They finally arrived at their destination, and in true Campbell style, they opted for a goodbye, and a smile.

Gina climbed out of the car and opened the boot for her.

'Have fun in Paris!' Gina called from the window knowing full well it would embarrass Naomi.

Naomi turned and glared a classic Naomi stare before walking away, struggling with her bags.

She walked down to the forecourts and into the main building.

'Ah! Naomi! Good morning to you!' Doug piped up.
'Hi…' Naomi said.

She really didn't want to be here, and she really didn't fancy spending a week in Paris with Doug.

'Am I the only one here….?' Naomi questioned looking around at the empty hallways.

'No… a few of them are putting their bags and cases into the van.' He gestured to the other side of the building through the automatic doors.

She walked through, rolling her suitcase on the little plastic wheels on the bottom.

'Naomi! You came, whizzer.' Pandora squawked.

Naomi smiled at the group.

Freddie and Thomas were lifting everyone's bags onto the van.

Naomi looked down at the commotion on the floor and laughed at JJ and Cook wrestling on the ground.

Effy was leaning against the far wall having a smoke.
She was analysing the growing number of people around the van.

Naomi bit the bullet and went to talk to the brunette.
'Hey..there…I wanted to say…'
'Don't Naomi. I didn't do anything. You did…'
'Sorry?' Naomi asked dumbfounded.
She loved Effy but she could be so confusing sometimes.

'Yesterday. I didn't help you. I didn't do anything to help. I gave you an ear. You're the one that took the first step and told someone. So…if you want to tell someone thank you…then tell it to yourself.'

'How did you know I was going to thank you? Maybe I was going to tell you about my gay admiration for you?' she mocked at herself.

'I know everything, Naomi. And I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to 'do me'. Everyone else does.'

Naomi couldn't help laughing at Effy's modesty.

Effy allowed herself to laugh before stubbing out her cigarette on the adjacent wall.

As they were heading back, Naomi saw the glisten of red hair she had been waiting for.
The Fitch twins had arrived.
Both of the girls were wearing short skirts and sunglasses.
Naomi's heart raced; pounding in her chest.

Effy looked across and smiled.
'So, did you tell her?'
'She knows…I'm into girls. That's enough for now.'
'You'd be good together you know.'
'Ef, she's straight.' Naomi pleaded, refusing to believe Emily's own admittance.
'I very much doubt that.' She said walking off.
Naomi watched her walk away to Freddie, slipping her hand into his back jeans pocket.

She slowly walked up to the group when Doug held up a clipboard and his magic megaphone.
Naomi just prayed he kept it away from his trousers this time.
She remembered cringing.
'When I call your names, get onto the van! We're about to start our magical Roundview journey to Paris!' Doug sung comically.

Harriet, the head teacher woman, was dressed up in her trackies and trainers.
'It's a school trip, love, not a PE lesson.' Naomi mocked in her head.

The class fell silent as Doug reeled off a list of names.

'McClair, Frederick'
'Tomone, Thomas.'
'Cook, James.'
'Greene, Charlotte'
'Fitch, Katie.'

Naomi's attention was taken as the elder Fitch walked onto the bus waggling her arse around.
Naomi wasn't sure why she paraded around so much.
It wasn't as if she even had an amazing bottom.
It was average.
Naomi had seen better.
She knew Katie would hate for her sister to beat her at something, but Naomi had to admit Emily's bottom was far more entertaining.
Naomi couldn't help looking at Emily. Emily's sunglasses aiming in the direction of the blonde, and a faint smile passed her lips.

'Moon, Pandora.
'Stokes, Sarah'
'Campbell, Naomi.'

Naomi's eyes blinked as her name was called and she immediately broke eye contact with the younger twin.
She made her way to the bus, and climbed the three short steps.

JJ and Cook had already sat together.
Freddie was obviously saving a space for Effy.
Katie was sitting on her lonesome but there was no way in hell Naomi would sit next to her.
Besides, that space was obviously reserved for Emily.

Naomi would rather sit next to Doug with his quips about the welsh, and his intolerance for rhubarb.
She makes her way past Thomas and Pandora who are connected at the lips once more.
Naomi makes her way to the front of the bus, and climbed into an empty seat.

She pulled a book out of her bag, and begins to spend the morning the same way as she intends to spend the holiday;
Ignoring the fuckwit's she's with.