Chapter 4

As Naomi sidled up to Pandora's door for her ever so child-like pyjama party she had no idea why she was there, and no idea what a pyjama party entailed. Sizing up Panda's house she let out a sigh that was followed with "Fucking hell." To make things even worse, Emily turned up moments later.

"Hi!" she exclaimed cheerfully, with a smile.

"Jesus." Naomi said under her breath and turned around to face her.
Filling the silence, Emily said "Never been to a pyjama party before, so I brought vodka, is that right?" Naomi shrugged "Dunno." and Emily continued, "I don't wear pyjamas..." hoping for a reaction out of Naomi she looked up and just got a cold "Right." from her.

Naomi continued, "I don't know why she invited me anyway, I hardly know her."

"I asked her to invite you..."
"I thought we sorted this out." Naomi exclaimed before Emily interjected quickly, "No, I didn't mean like, well it doesn't hurt to get to know each other, does it? We're in the same class! We hang out for the next two years and-"
Naomi interrupted, "Are you gonna tell anyone you're gay any time soon?"
"What? I'm not! I'm not gay!" Emily almost shouted.

"I'm telling you Em, you haven't thought this through, have you?" she said, kindly.

"No..."

With a sigh, Naomi uttered, "So can I just say again; me – not muff muncher, me – cock cruncher."

Emily chuckled to herself before saying, "You getting any cock?"

"I have done... Except he had erectile dysfunction. 17 times... I was getting tennis elbow, you know?" they both laughed at the phrase, and in doing so their eyes met. Both girls' knew the eye connection lasted longer than it should have, but neither shifted their eyes until a neighbour decided to interrupt.

Emily thought it was nice that Naomi was getting along with her, even if it was over a topic she didn't really want to talk about and didn't really have that much experience with. She looked down at Naomi's hands that were cradling some cans of lager and shifting around uncomfortably. She went to open her mouth when suddenly the door shot open and Pandora burst out to greet them, throwing their alcohol in the nearby flowerbed.
Once inside, Naomi felt a little uncomfortable as she knew none of the girls really liked her, apart from Emily, so as uncomfortable as it was to stick with Emily, she did so. But as the evening played its course, Naomi started to restrict herself from Emily, as now Katie decided she liked Naomi. Emily however had another idea. Naomi had gone downstairs to get more drinks and she'd followed her, meeting her in the living room when she returned.
Emily had wanted to kiss Naomi ever since she kissed her in secondary school, or tried to at least. But what Emily didn't know, was that Naomi, as reserved as she was, felt the same way. And as she returned with more drinks, she met Emily's gaze as they collided in the living room.

"So," she said as she broke the gaze, "what do you want, Emz? Pinot Grigio, or...cider oblivion?" her words were slurring as she realised she'd had a little too much to drink.

Emily's speech wasn't much better. The music was blaring and she could hardly hear herself think, "Anything...just give me a fucking...just, just give me..." she couldn't stop herself from staring at Naomi's lips. Naomi sensed this and tried searching Emily's eyes, but she couldn't meet them and before she knew it, Emily's lips were planted firmly onto hers. She didn't do anything; she didn't retract, she didn't kiss back, she just stood there in shock. When Emily pulled away, Naomi asked "Oh...it's only the drugs, right?" to which Emily nodded enthusiastically.
Now it was Naomi who reached in for a kiss off Emily; a kiss she was only too willing to reciprocate. This kiss lasted longer, each in turn pulling away for a bit of air before pulling away completely.

"You liked that." Emily teased with a grin. To which Naomi replied, "You're gay." with a sly wink, and wandered off into the garden, leaving Emily a choice to follow her, which she immediately did.
The next day, they woke up with a banging headache, and to their surprise were in Naomi's bedroom. Not knowing how either of them got there, Naomi sat upright in her bed and gazed over to Emily. She reached her arm over and was about to brush the hair out of Emily's sleeping face that was covering her eyes – Naomi what are you doing? You're not gay, you don't love her the voice in her head snapped at her. Upon hearing this, she grabbed for her clothes and put them on swiftly and ran downstairs and into her garden.

Emily woke up twenty minutes later, in a daze, too wondering where she was. This was the first time she'd been to Naomi's house. Her room was just how she'd expected it to be, although there was no feminist posters hanging from the walls. When she stood up to look out the window, she realised she wasn't wearing a top or a bra, so reached quickly for her shirt to cover her up with. Noticing Naomi sitting in the garden, she walked downstairs quietly, as to not wake anyone seeing as it was 06:30AM. She dawdled up to Naomi, and when she was within a foot away from her, she stated, "I'll uh, go then?" Naomi didn't reply, just sounded a small grunt. "Fuck..." Emily exclaimed, "bye then."

When she got home, Katie and her younger brother James were arguing, which was nothing knew. Upon hearing Emily run up the stairs to their room, Katie followed her and slammed the door as she entered. "What the fuck?" she shouted across to Emily, who was as surprised to hear her shout at her as Katie was at how early Emily had decided to come home.
"What? Jesus Christ, Katie, keep it down would you, I've got a fucking headache."
"I fucking saw you two." she spat at her twin.

"What?" Emily said worriedly, "saw who, what?"
"You and Naomi! Fuck's sake, Emz! What were you playing at? Do you like girls, is that it?"
"Oh fuck off, Katie would you? I'm not in the mood for this right now." Emily retaliated, almost as hostile as Katie was. Just then, as if he knew Emily needed saving, James burst into the room and grabbed Katie from behind.
"Oh you fucking little- get back here!" Katie shouted to him, turned back to Emily and said, "this is not over Emz."

Emily sighed and fell back onto her bed. She could smell Naomi on her shirt as she lifted it over her head. In doing so, she held the top to her nose for a while, just inhaling it slowly, until she finally drifted off to sleep.

Author's Note: I swear I won't keep using every episode, cause that'll get a little boring. It's just I want to use the important parts of the episodes.