Chapter 4

I hardly got a wink of sleep last night. My eyes were red raw from crying. I don't know what it is about this blonde girl but she has gotten under my skin so much.

It's not like I wanted to fuck her. Jesus. I just wanted to make sure she was okay last night. I mean, I know I was a bit flirty when I saw her talking to that boy, but I was drunk. That's all it was. I'm not gay.

After our little show down in the middle of the road last night, I walked home and threw myself onto my bed, playing the argument over in my head. Every time I did, I came to the same conclusion. She's a bitch.

From now on, I'm putting all thought of her out of my head.

I managed to pull myself out of bed and was greeted with the sight of Katie staring at me, a guilty expression on her face. She looked like she hadn't slept a wink all night either.

"Emz, I'm sorry about last night. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions like that right."

Oh fuck. She thinks I was crying because of her.

"Katie sham." She whispers to me. I stand up and walk over to her, pulling her into a hug.

"It's fine Katie, you don't have to speak twin though. I know you're a bitch it doesn't bother me these days." I say, laughing as I pulled out of the hug.

"Takes one to know one slag"

I stare at her, trying to work out whether she's being serious before I see her crack up and start laughing at me. I pulled a pillow from my bed and launched it at her.

Thank fuck she didn't ask me why I was crying then.

I was all settled for a day in bed, maybe catch up on some TV or read a book, anything that doesn't involve moving too much when Katie ran into the room, practically squealing with joy.

"Oh my god! Get your arse out of bed. We're going out!" she shouted at me whilst pulling out some suspiciously slutty clothes from her wardrobe.

"What the fuck, why would I want to go out Katie. I feel like death." I tried to reason but she just jumped over to me and pulled me out of my pillow nest.

"Freddie just text me, he wants us to go to the pub with him and his friends. I told you he'd like me Emz!"

I rolled my eyes at the last comment. Poor guy, he really doesn't know what he's let himself in for does he.

That's how, an hour later, I find myself stood outside what looks to be the grottiest pub in England. I could tell Katie wasn't impressed either, but the look of disgust on her face was enough to make me walk in first. I love to wind her up.

I walked in and looked around, freezing when I saw her.

Mega bitch.

Why did she have to be here. It's like the universe was intentionally trying to pull us together. At least she didn't look happy to see me either. Cue an awkward night.

Katie seemed to have recovered from her earlier disgust of the place and walked up to Freddie and threw her arms around him. Like I said before, poor guy. He didn't know what to do and settled with patting her on the back awkwardly.

"Hey Katie.. ermm" Freddie shuffled away from her clearing his throat as he moved, "These are my mates, Naomi and Cook"

Naomi, nice name. For a bitch anyway. I looked in her direction and caught her eye before she looked at the ground.

"I'm Katie, this is my twin Emily." Katie didn't even look in Naomi or Cook's direction as she said this, only having eyes for Freddie.

"What have we got here then? Twins, fookin' nice one Freds" The scruffy boy from last night came bouncing over. So this must be Cook. I don't like him. "You alright girls, fancy a willy-waggle with the Cookie-monster?" He said, eyebrows moving up and down suggestively.

I take back what I said, I really don't like him.

"Eww, what the fuck! Piss off you tramp." Katie scoffed, sending him an evil glare.

I really do love my twin sometimes. She has a certain way with words that just makes me smile.

"Ahh, they all come running to the Cookie-monster in the end babe." He said before looking at me then turning to Naomi and whispering something to her.

Call me paranoid but I'm sure he was talking about me, due to the fact that Naomi's eyes turned in my direction before quickly looking away. She shook her head and Cook turned back to us, an evil grin on his face.

"Right, last night out before college starts, all bets are off. If partying's a crime, who's gonna get arrested first? Let's go fookin' mental!" He shouted before tipping a pint of lager over himself and jumping up and down like a monkey on speed.

And that, was the only exciting thing to happen so far. Seriously. We have been sat here for half an hour now and the conversation has died down to nothing. Could this night get any shittier. I really don't want to be here, I mean, who wants to sit and watch her sister desperatley flirting with some guy who keeps staring at the door every 5 seconds, while his best mate is trying his hardest to get her to let him 'give her one' as he so eloquently put it. Oh, and Naomi has been trying to catch my eye for at least the last 25 minutes. Well I'm not giving her the satisfaction. I'm letting her see that she didn't get too me.

The door swung open, Freddie's head looking up so fast that I'm surprised he didn't snap his neck. He waved over to whoever it was with a cheesy smile on his face.

Shit. If that's a girl, then Katie's not gonna like this!

I turned around and I saw a blonde girl, wearing what looked like a onesie, bouncing on the spot waving at Freddie.

That can't be who Freddie was waving at can it? Fuck, Katie's gonna go off her head!

Then I saw her. This petite brunette walked out from behind the blonde and looked around our misfit group, smirking at each of us.

"Guy's over here." I heard Freddie shout. "Everyone make some room, this is Panda," he indicated to the blonde who looked like a little kid who had just walked into a sweet shop; for some reason I don't think she's all there, if you know what I mean. "And this is Effy."

Effy strode over and sat in the middle of Freddie and Cook, looking like she knew full well the reactions she was getting from them. What I didn't expect though, was Naomi's reaction. She was just sitting there with her mouth wide open, staring at the girl.

And she had the nerve to practically say I'm gay.

"Wow this is bonkers Eff, new friends!" Panda practically shouted looking round the table. Is this girl for real?

I drained my drink and stood up, "Anyone want another drink?"

Cook practically shouted, downing his 2 pints that were sat at the table in front of him while Effy stood up and offered to help me at the bar.

We walked over to the bar, an awkward silence having settled between us.

"She likes you, you know."

I turned and saw Effy smirking at me.

What is with this girl. Smirking all the time. Thinking she knows what's going on. For fucks sake, she's going to get annoying pretty fast.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I think you do." Effy grabbed the drinks that were in front of us and turned away from me, walking back to the table where Freddie and Cook were practically drooling over her.

Fuck, this is going to be a long night!