"Hey bitch, you recovered yet?" Katie burst into the twins shared bedroom, being her usual pleasant self.

"Sort of" Emily mumbled, she was now sat upright in her bed not too thrilled at the prospect of being in Katie's company for the rest of the evening.

"To think you were lecturing me for bringing E's last night, yet you fucking well ended up taking more than the rest of us put together"

Emily merely rolled her eyes, saying nothing in reply not really wanting to get into an argument at this moment in time.

Her sister just smirked "You just sit there Em's, I'll go make you something to eat"

"Oh, thanks"

"So don't ever say I don't do anything for you" bellowed Katie from the stairs.

Picking up her mobile, Emily was slightly disappointed to see her inbox was empty.
Not a single message had been left since this morning when Pandora had sent a text to make sure she was ok. She hadn't really expected to receive anything from Naomi but that didn't mean to say she hadn't slightly hoped for something.
It must have been more than fifteen minutes, the red head had been sat staring at her phone debating with herself over whether she should send Naomi a message. God it was such a simple thing to do, but at the same time it was easier said than done. Maybe Naomi didn't want her to get in contact, but if she didn't at least try then how would she know for sure? Scrolling along her list of contacts, she paused on reaching the blondes name.

"Come on take this will you Em's…quick before I drop it" Katie had now entered the room struggling to carry the food she'd made for them both.

"Sure" Emily reluctantly flipped her phone back down before jumping out of bed, taking a plate and hot mug of tea from her sister's hands.

They sat down together on Emily's bed watching a DVD while they ate.
It wasn't doing a good job of keeping hold of Emily's attention for very long as every now and then she'd look over at the phone sitting on the table, thinking about the unsent message she desperately wanted to send.

It was pitch black outside, past ten o'clock now and Naomi was lying in bed, in total darkness looking up at the ceiling, whilst listening to music at full volume on her ipod. This being the same position she'd been in for the past four hours, it was some kind of lame attempt to block out the sound of her own thoughts but it wasn't really working. With a sigh she removed the earphones and switched the ipod off.
It was useless; she knew there was no point trying to escape it because there's not much you can do when you're trapped inside your own mind.

A knock came on the bedroom door but Naomi decided to ignore it. On receiving no response the door slowly opened and a hand reached for the light switch.

"Naomi, what are you doing in here?"

"What the hell does it look like I'm doing mum?"

"I'm sorry…, it's just that you've not left this room once since you got in earlier, is something wrong?"

"No" She looked at her mother with a blank expression.

"Well then, aren't you hungry? Come downstairs and I'll m-"

"NO MUM, I just want to be left alone ok, for Gods sake is that too much to ask?"

"Don't you take that tone with me Naomi, I'm your mother and I don't know what your problem is but I suggest you sort it out before you bother to speak to me again" with that she switched the light back off and slammed the door shut.

Problem? Why did there have to be one? What's so wrong with wanting to be on your own, without having to put up with someone questioning it or interfering? This was making her feel like shit and she was starting to take it out on people, those who didn't deserve it. What the fuck was wrong with her? This day had gone from bad to worse and the reason everything was getting worse is simple, she Naomi was making it like this.

She spent countless hours in bed that night mulling things over in her head, until eventually managing to drift off to sleep in the early hours of the morning.
The next day was already not getting off to a great start, as she'd slept through her alarm and ended up being extremely late for college. She felt like crap and looked it too, she barely had time to get herself ready let alone find something to eat before leaving the house and setting off on her way.
By the time she'd arrived it was at least half an hour into the second lecture of the day. Before turning up to class she spent a couple of extra minutes in the toilets to make herself look a bit more presentable. It wouldn't make much of a difference but there was nothing worse than turning up for college looking like a total tramp.
Especially when you have got to walk into a room to see someone like Katie Fitch sat there all high and mighty, immediately passing judgement.

On approaching the classroom, Naomi could see that everyone's attention was firmly focused in front of them on a presentation their lecturer was giving. Well, all apart from Cook who was messing around and being a tosser as usual. JJ who sat next to him was looking thoroughly fed up and who could blame him?
Then her eyes wandered to the front of the classroom where Emily was sat next to her bitch of a sister. They'd not seen each other since the other night when the group gathered around the twin's house.
She was feeling slightly apprehensive, wondering what to say as they were bound to have an opportunity to speak at some point today. Hopefully Katie would keep her nose out; everything was always ten times worse when she got involved.

Fuck it; she should be concentrating on her studies instead of thinking about what kind of awkward conversation she might have with Emily Fitch.

The classroom door squeaked as it opened and the whole class turned around as Naomi walked in.

"Well it's ever so nice of you to join us but you're very late Miss Campbell." The lecturer glared at her, already prepared to shoot down any excuse given.

"Sorry, I erm-"

"Don't bother, just sit down and I'll deal with you later"

Cook aimed a sarcastic comment towards her, making a few people in the class laugh.
It wasn't worth a reply so she chose to ignore it. Arsehole
As she went to sit down, she couldn't help looking in Emily's direction but Katie caught her eye first. A harsh glare was etched across her face. Clearly irritated by this, Naomi turned away and looked down at the desk. God, that girl really needed a slap.

The lecturer began to resume the lesson but Naomi wasn't really paying that much attention, she knew she ought too. Looking up and directing her focus towards the presentation, she saw Emily turn around giving a tentative smile before turning back to face the front.
Everything changed at that moment, all feelings of anger, upset and confusion had suddenly disappeared. Naomi found herself smiling, a genuine smile for the first time in days.

In her head she was still trying to deny it, but there was no point. The reason for her new found happiness was obvious.

That's right happiness. Not an emotion she was too familiar with.

It was right in front of her…Emily Fitch. Maybe today was going to be ok.