It Happened One Day
Cassie/Sid - OC/Tony
Disclaimer: I do not own Skins. If I did, I would be another one of Tony's causalities; trust me.
"I smoke I drink I do my thing, I'm living in my own world. And if they hate I let them. Who gives a fuck? Anyone know about what I do; I'm living in my own world." - I Do My Thing by Kid Cudi
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"Oh come on you wanker… Cook it's much too big…"
"Well if it wasn't so damn tight maybe it would…"
"You're a genuine asshole, you know that?"
"Fuck you Katie; I thought it would bloody fit…"
Olivia turned around with her eyebrows raised. She had no idea what was going on at the bar behind her, but it sounded like Katie and Cook were trying to fuck in public. To her amazement, they were both sill partially clothed and unfortunately were not attempting to do the nasty. Instead, Katie was pulling items out of her bra and setting them on the bar in front of them.
Her eyes darted over at her best friend. Cassie was busy in the crowd grinding on some guy's crotch. Leave it to Cass to make friends with some guy within the first fifteen minutes of being in a club. Although she was not high… yet, she was trying to close herself off from everyone. Cassie liked to shut herself off from the world. She liked to just be Cassie for a few hours. That is why Olivia loved her.
"Cook, quit trying to grab in my bra you pervert. I'm not Effy; I don't let you manhandle me."
She turned back around to look at the bickering pair. They were looking at the items Katie had placed on the bar. Without hesitation, Olivia pushed her way through the crowd. Cook gave her a devious grin as she approached. "Well hello Olive, fancy some pills?"
Katie rolled her eyes, but continued to look at the items. Olivia shoved her way between Katie and Cook to look at the contents. Laying there was a pipe, some spliff in a baggie, and a bag with a bunch of colorful pills. "Cook, what are these?"
"Well we have a bunch of different kinds in here… the important thing is that they fuck you up." He gestured toward the bag. "Just grab a handful and swallow."
The bitchy twin reached into the Ziploc and grabbed a small quantity. Without a second thought, she popped them in her mouth and chased them with a shot of dark liquor. The party scene was much more intense in England than in New York. It would take some getting used to, but overall Olivia was enjoying everything she'd encounter so far. Except for Effy, there was something about their personalities that just wasn't clicking.
Cook grabbed the baggie and held it open in her direction. The two watched her with a look of anticipation on their faces. Nothing like peer pressure. She reached her dainty hand in the bag and grabbed a few pills; one yellow, one pink, one white, and one blue. Whatever they were, she was hoping that she wasn't going to die.
As she placed the pills on the back of her tongue, she noted that there was another shot sitting on the bar. Quickly she picked it up and downed it, swallowing the pills. A huge grin formed on Cook's lips. He started clapping when she was done.
"Bloody brilliant! Let's go dance hot stuff, yeah? Looks like your girlfriend is getting some action..." He pointed behind her. Olivia turned her head, quite sharply actually, to see what he was talking about. Cassie, who was still grinding on some random fellow, was in the middle of a three-way kiss with Emily and Naomi. Yes, that didn't look lesbian at all.
Katie threw her arms in the air. "Oh-my-bloody-God, why the fuck can't they keep their lesbian lips to themselves?!" Swiftly she flew away from the bar and toward the three girls. Having a lesbian twin must be hard; must be Katie's dose of karma for being such a bitch.
"Cook, we're not dating. I'm not into girls like that."
He held his hand out in Olivia's direction. "Well in that case, you want to get jiggy? You know, dance a little, snog a little, and maybe go 'round my place?"
She looked him in the eyes. He was cute enough, mad funny, but she couldn't do this. Not on the first night. But the way his eyes were gleaming at her, pupils dilated of course, and the corners of his lips curled up in a devious smirk. He was trying to look irresistible on purpose.
"Whoa there Cook, although I do think you're quite yummy, I can't." She leaned in and placed a finger lightly on his chest. "If I'm going to embark on that minute long journey tonight, I need to be highly intoxicated."
All he could do was laugh; they both smiled at one another, letting the pills start to take their course. "Come on you cheeky minx, let's go dry hump."
Cook grabbed Olivia by the arm and started to drag her toward the crazy mob of dancing people. They found themselves next to the group they arrived with.
Cassie, who was bent over with her hands on her knees, looked up at her best friend and winked. Liv nodded and slightly gestured behind her. Cook had positioned himself behind her and started violently thrusting his groin into her ass. He put one hand on her hip and with the other, pushed her head below her waist. Everyone around them, that wasn't too fucked up, started laughing.
As much as Olivia wanted to push him off of her, the pills were starting to take their course and she wanted to enjoy it. She pushed her ass into Cook's crotch and started rubbing it around in circles. He took his hand off of the back of her head and placed it on her other side.
After a few minutes they started to become very sweaty but the music was amazing and a familiar sense of euphoria was starting to wash over them. Olivia didn't even wince when Cookie's hands started to make their way up her chest. He cupped her breasts in his large hands. Without warning, he started to rub over the fabric that covered her nipple. As waves of pleasure were starting to swim in her body, Olivia leaned up and tilted her head. Cook continued to manipulate her hardened nipple with his hand as Olivia crashed her lips against his.
Cassie pushed her damp blonde curls out of her eyes. She was not as high as she wanted to be, so truly she was not enjoying the guy thrusting behind her. If anything, she wanted to have Olivia dancing behind her.
As she straightened her back, her eyes scanned the crowd for her best friend. Her jaw dropped when she saw Olivia and Cook basically about the have sex on the dance floor. She needed to intervene and fast.
Hurriedly she pushed through the crowd of sweaty people, leaving her dance partner all by his lonesome. Cook opened one eye as she approached. Cass placed a hand gently on Olivia's arm. "Oh, wow, Olive I need to talk to you."
Cook swatted his free hand in her direction. "If you don't mind we're quite busy… You know her lips are occupied with mine?"
Olivia rolled her eyes. "Fuck yo-."
"Only if you insist."
Cook removed his hand from her breast as she grabbed onto Cassie's hand. The two girls made their way toward the bar.
When they reached it, the redhead leaned against it. She let out a 'whoosh' of air. "What's going on Cass, are you alright?"
Was she alright? No she wanted to scream and punch something… mostly Cook. "Oh, yeah I'm fine. But what the fuck was that? Going to fuck him in that crowd?"
Olivia's eyes widened in surprise; she had never had Cassie be upset with her before. "Well, we were dancing. Right now I'm kind of floating… Why are you mad?"
That answer was all too simple. Cassie shut her eyes for a second, trying to figure out what to say next. "I love you Olive."
When her eyes fluttered open, she couldn't help but let out a yelp. Standing next to Olivia with their arms crossed were two faces she never thought she'd have to see again.
"Oh, wow, Jal… Michelle…"
Olivia looked at them with wide eyes. She had no idea who they were but Cassie looked like she'd just seen a ghost. This was awkward.
The black girl with a scowl plastered on her face, spoke first. "I didn't know you were back, Cass. Why didn't you ring any of us?"
"Why did you come back, Cassie?" the second girl, dressed like a slut with curly auburn hair and an upturned nose spoke second. Olivia automatically hated them both.
Cassie looked down. She hated being home. "Um yeah, I just got in today. I thought I'd go 'round your place tomorrow. Effy just invited us out so I came to see… the lights."
The two girls turned their bitchy attention to the red head standing at the bar. Olivia wanted to laugh; she hated girls like that. "Can I help you?"
"Who are you?" the priss questioned.
"Oh, this is Olive, she's my roommate. Liv, this is Jal and Michelle."
They lowered their arms from their chests, but the scowls remained. Jal raised an eyebrow. "Have you been 'round to see Sid?"
Cassie looked down and shook her head 'no'. She was embarrassed. It sucked that they had to find her in a club of all places. They would be sure to tell Sid that they saw here and then she'd have to talk to him. She was fucked. "No, there hasn't been any time."
Michelle looked around. "So who did you come here with? This place is new."
"With Ef and her friends."
The two girls started laughing. "You didn't come 'round to see any of us but you have time to hang out with Effy? Wow Cass, I thought we were your friends."
Cassie looked like she'd been beaten. Olivia cleared her throat, gaining the two girl's attention. "Listen, it's been a really rough day. How about you save the bitchiness for someone who gives a fuck?" They looked taken back. "Now if you don't mind, I have a British cock to tend to. Shall we Cass?"
With that, the best friends exited one of the most awkward conversations of their lives.
"There's a stranger in my bed. There's a pounding in my head… It's a blacked out blur but I'm pretty sure it ruled; damn…" -Last Friday Night by Katy Perry
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"Fuck my life…" Olivia commented. She lifted her head off of the pillow and reluctantly opened her eyes. Cassie's brightly lit room harshly came into view. She couldn't remember for the life of her, how she even ended up there. Her head was pounding. Awesome, she was hung over.
Her dress and bra were sprawled in a chair across from the bed. How exactly did she end up in only her underwear? She remembered looking at the clock at four and they were still in the club. Quickly her eyes darted to the flashing digital clock next to the bed. 8:00. Great it looked as if she only had four or so hours of sleep. Shit, it was only her first night in England and she already had a black out.
Someone shifted in bed next to her. The redhead looked down to find them covered with Cassie's floral comforter. Hopefully the body next to her was her best friends, but lord knows what happened last night.
Hesitantly, she lifted the blanket and peeked in. To her surprise, there were two heads; one blonde, one brunette. Sleepily they opened their eyes and slightly scowled at Olivia. "Olive, why are you up? It's so bright."
"Why are you both in here?" Olivia's eye widened as she pondered the possibilities. Anything could have happened; they became extremely messed up. "What the hell happened last night?"
Cassie, who looked like a hot mess, reached her hands above her head. "Wow, it was really fun. I don't remember you spending the night, Cook."
He mumbled something that sounded like "gofuckyourmum", before rolling over on his stomach. How sweet.
Violently, Olivia shook Cook with her hands. "Wake up Cook, what happened last night?"
"Wanker, gobacktosleep." Very mature.
"No, please tell me what the hell happened. My first night in England and I wake up with a British boy in my bed."
Cassie started to giggle from the other side of the bed. "Silly girl, I'm sure it wasn't anything like that. I've never let you do anything that bloody stupid."
Cook let out an exasperated noise. He propped himself up on one arm and looked at Olivia. "Well, we did some dancing, smoked some spliff, and took some pills. Cass made out with everyone on the way home… How we got here, that's beyond me."
He noticed that Olivia had the comforter wrapped over her chest. "Oi, you lose something love?"
Cass couldn't help but to laugh. Sure Liv had never been that modest, but she would never get topless for a stranger. Cook is not an exception; at all.
"Oh wow… Olive, you're not wearing a shirt…" She lifted the blanket and started to giggle once again. "But don't worry because I am missing my underwear."
Cook went to lift the blanket but Cassie swiftly swatted his hands away. "Come on, let me see Cass. I enjoy my girls in pairs and without clothes."
"Oh shh naughty boy. Not for your eyes." The blonde pulled the comforter over her chest tightly. She leaned over the side of the bed. When she came back into view, she had a pair of black lacy panties in her hand. Cook looked at her with a large smile. He looked away when she shot him a look of death.
His eyes danced across the room and landed on Olivia. The sunshine that was hitting her back almost made her look angelic. Not something he'd witnessed with anyone except Effy. "You know Olive you're quite pretty without your top."
"Fuck, off." The redhead rolled her eyes and leaned down to pick up her bra. When she came back up, Cassie was standing up and stretching. Thankfully she put her underwear back on; otherwise Cook would be having a heyday.
When she was done, she turned and looked down at the two still in her bed. "Hey Olive, I was thinking. Let's go to the park. Get some breakfast and smoke some spliff?"
Her best friend nodded her head rather quickly. She would do anything to get out of bed with Cook. "That sounds amazing. Now please?"
As much as Cook hated the idea of getting out of bed with two girls, he got the hint loud and clear. They were freaked out about the previous night's events and wanted to get the hell away from him now that they were sober.
Without saying anything, the brunette boy rolled out of Cassie's bed and exited the room. She was worried for a moment about what her parents might say if a random boy was evacuating her room in the morning, but shook the thoughts away. Her parents were obviously not together. She didn't give a fuck what her father thought about Cook.
The two friends moved around each other in sync as they got ready to go out. They both gained a new pair of underwear and change of clothes. Cassie insisted on wearing a hot pink dress with yellow polka-dots and a big white hat. She didn't run a brush through her hair or anything; very British of her. Olivia on the other hand, decided on a pair of jean shorts and a paisley print purple tank top. Even though it wasn't very warm, the sun was out so it would do.
As they exited Cassie's room, they grabbed their sunglasses. Her father tried to stop them on the way out, but she was oblivious. Fathers and hang over's just do not mix.
"Crush a bit; lil bit. Roll it up, take a hit. Feeling lit, feeling right." -Pursuit of Happiness by Kid Cudi
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Cass rolled the paper over a few times, making sure to keep the green substance inside, and held it to her mouth carefully. Her pink tongue flicked over it a few times. Cautiously she examined it, trying to make certain that the fibers were stuck together. After a few seconds it still hadn't pulled apart. The two girls started cheering. They now had in their possession, a perfectly rolled joint.
"So Cass, I was thinking about… well thinking about what I could remember of last night, and you ran into these girls. Frankly I hated them, but they seemed extremely upset with you…"
The girls had made their way to the top of a hill where they sat on a bench overlooking the town. Even though the sun was out, there were a slight breeze that was sending goose-bumps up their arms and inner thighs. There were a bunch of people walking by on the greenery of the hill, but Cassie did not care. She was going to smoke spliff wherever she wanted; whenever she wanted.
"Yeah, that was Jal and Michelle. Jal used to be my good friend before I left. Michelle, I think, has always hated me. She fucked Sid."
The blonde placed the joint between her lips and held a lighter up to it. With a few flicks, the flame came to life and danced around. She inhaled as she held the flame up to the paper. Once it was lit, she exhaled once more, and sucked in the smoke.
"Wow, I'm sorry Cass. Did I mention that I hated them?" Her best friend exhaled with a grin on her face. As she handed over the spliff, she let her head fall onto Olivia's shoulder.
Before Cassie could comment, footsteps were heard coming up the hillside behind the bench. "Cassie, is that you?"
Hesitantly the two girls turned around. Cassie thought she was going to pass out. Standing behind them was a boy with glasses and a silly black beanie, and another boy who was much taller with a devious grin plastered on his face. She couldn't even respond; she wanted to barf.
"Shit."
