Author's Note: I had a bit of a problem writing Cook's line, but I tried. More Naomi and Emily and someone finds out about the switch. WKB.
Katie's POV
I woke up at Freddie's and after having a breakfast consisting of cookies from Tesco, which Panda couldn't hold down, Effy drove us and JJ home. The ride home was quiet, everyone fighting a hangover.
I change and take a well needed shower and put on my makeup, making sure to cover the bags under my eyes. They'll fade, but I don't really want Dad to see them. I put on Ems' Misfits shirt and a cute blue cardigan that has tiny little birds on it. Along with a pair of jeans and converse I'm ready to face the day.
I have lunch with Dad today, which I'm looking forward to. I found my way to the gym pretty easily and when I walk in, he's there waiting for me.
"Come on kiddo, we'll go next door." He tells me, as we're walking out.
Next to the gym is a small, welcoming restaurant with large windows showing off its clean interior. The restaurant is organic, serving little smoothies and salads and strange sandwiches without meat. Dad orders for me, which is fine, I'd have no clue what to get anyways.
"Thanks Dad," I say as he passes me a salad with assortments of vegetables.
"What you got planned, kid?" he queries.
"Nothing much, really. I'm going to hang out with Katie today. Maybe hang out with Effy after too." I answer.
"You like your sister then? You two get along well?" Dad asks, his usual smile gone.
"Yeah, she's nice. Different, but nice."
"Thats good. I always hated that you two never got to grow up together." I smile as he says this. "Looking forward to going to school with her then? It'll be something."
"Not looking forward to school at all," I answer, "but I think it'll be cool, you know, to have my sister with me in my classes and hanging with my friends and just being together."
"I'm happy to see you so accepting of this. Have you thought of telling your Mum and Katie soon?" Dad asks me, and I'm lost.
"About what?" I ask.
"Don't feel rushed, sweetie. I'll be there for you no matter what." He affirms, holding my arm and looking into my eyes, smilling reassuringly.
"Didn't bring your moped today?" he suddenly asks, not noticing the large shift in topic. What hasn't Emily told Mum and me?
"Ugh, no. Didn't feel like it, I guess." I stutter out.
"You didn't lose the keys again did you kid?" Dad laughs.
"Nope, I have them right here," I say as I jingle them in my hand, the little radish charm swinging against the three keys that have been placed on a ring. One is for the house, marked with a little pink 'H', the other I assume is orange, like the moped, and I assume its for the moped. The third key is plain and simple. I'm not sure what its for, but whatever.
"That's good, I don't want any calls at three a.m letting me know that your locked outside the house." He laughs. Three a.m, that musn't of been too pleasant.
"Yeah. So how is work?" I ask.
"Pretty good. We we're just setting up a new machine, so the lads weren't too pleased I had to leave, but you're more important than the gym." Dad confesses. My heart melts.
"Really? Thanks Dad." I get up to hug him, and he kisses my cheek.
"But unfortunatly, it work still is important, and I should get back." Dad tells me.
"Love you Dad," I say as I wave good bye. I pick up our garbage from the table, and then leave the little restaurant.
I'm meeting Emily at her house, so I walk back. She's there when I get there, waiting patiently at the door.
"How are you Katie?" I ask, smirking.
"Missing my clothes like hell." Emily responds. "How about you?"
"You have some weird ass friends." I reply, "we played Never Have I Ever. I learnt the only reason Effy plays it is to learn what she needs to do next. Like she wants to play that game and have to drink for every question."
"That's Effy for you. She tends to drag me along with her." Emily laughs.
"Yeah, I got really pissed up because of you."
"What can I say?" she asks. "Gonna open the door anytime soon?"
Oh right, I have the keys. I unlock it and we walk in.
"Did you enjoy the fashion show?" I question her.
"It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be to be honest." Emily responds.
We're still at the door and we hear a knock. I go to open it and see its Effy. She's everywhere.
"Hey, we were just talking about you." I greet her.
"Hey Katie," she says to me, "nice shirt."
"Hey, thats one of my favorites Effs." Emily informs us.
"Hey Emily, I was hoping you'd be here." Effy says. "I'm taking my two favorite red heads out tommorow. A knees up event. Clubbing yeah."
"Can we please go correctly?" Emily pleads. "Like I go as me, and Katie as Katie."
"Fine." I agree, it'd be good to have one night off of being Emily. We move up to Emily's room and on the floor against the bed.
"What's that doing there?" Emily is pointing to the box and I swear she's blushing a bit.
"Oh, I must have pulled it out with the pyjamas and left it there, sorry." I lie, pretending its contents having been mocking me with their mystery. Emily picks up the box and stuffs it back under the bed.
"How was supper with the Campbell bitch?" I ask, desperate for a change in topic.
"Hmmm. Kind of, well weird." Emily sums it up, "why does she hate you? Naomi."
"No reason, really. We used to be friends, then we both changed and now we hate each other." I say, but Emily dosen't seem convinced.
"Right. She pretty much kicked me out of her house. Gina has a lovely garden, and she invited you- err me... Emily to come see it." I say.
"Loser." I mock her. Gardening is such an old lady thing to do. No one our age should be doing it, unless they're being paid.
"Shut it."
"What are you doing?" I glare at Effy. She's lighting up a spliff right in the middle of Emily's room.
"Emily smokes in here all the time." Effy points out. "She's fine when I do it."
"Yeah, but Emily won't be smelling it all night." I fight back. "Plus what if Dad..."
"Open a window then." Effy comments.
"And Dad dosen't really come in here. He respects my privacy." Emily says. Oh, I wish Mum would do that. She's always barging into my room whenever she pleases.
"You haven't been smoking in my room, have you?" I ask Emily.
"No, and don't worry, I've been careful not to let Mum see me when I do." Emily says, pouting a bit.
"Good, I don't want to get in trouble for things that are your fault." I say. "Your going to that party tonight right? With Danny?"
"Yeah, you better thank me," Emily bites back, stealing the spliff from Effy, "are Cook and Naomi going to be there?"
"Probably, Cook wouldn't pass up a chance to get fucked up." I tell her.
"He's great. Really hilarious," Emily replies, "Effs you would love him."
"What are you on? He's horrible," I correct her. "Don't sleep with him. Don't"
"I won't. Cross my heart." Emily snickers.
"No shagging Danny either"
"Like I would, his teams shit."
"Shallow much?" I remark, with a smirk.
"But its true."
"Better than the boyfriend you have." I smirk. I have her there.
"Yeah, I prefer Effy's stance on relationships." Emily admits, she smirks and then says, with an air of seriousness. "I had a bad relationship, I got cheated on and it ended in lies. It wasn't fun. Its best to not get attached, you know."
"Shag em and leave em" Effy cheers, raising her spliff. Its starting to stink in here, so I get up to open the window.
"Well some of us like to keep a boyfriend you know." I reply, a little shocked at how nonchalant they are on the whole one night stand thing.
"Speaking of boyfriend, you have a party to get to Ems." I remind her. "See you tomorrow."
She leaves and I'm left with Effy in Emily's room. She motions me to sit.
"So what have we got planned tonight?" I ask.
"Nothing much. Thomas is getting us into a club."
"Right, lets go then. I just need to lock up." We lock the house up, and head off in direction to this club.
"Is Freds joining us?" I ask, wondering who else will be there.
"Probably, we'll see."
We get there and Thomas is letting people in, with Panda at his side.
"Friends, go in. Freddie and JJ are already here."
We find them sitting at some couches, JJ telling Freddie some story and waving some cards. Apparently he's into magic or something and he's pretty good at it too.
They join us on the dance floor, and we're dancing to Lady Gaga. Effy finds herself some fit lad to dance with, and I catch a sad look from Freddie. There must be something going on between them, but I guess, as Emily said, Effy's stance on relationships is all about being a heartbreaker.
"Come here often?" some girl asks, as I'm on my way to order a drink.
"Sorry, what?" I ask, surprised.
"I've seen you here before," she continues, "and when your around I can't seem to think straight." She smirks, thinking she's clever with her word play.
"I'll buy you a drink," she insists.
"I'm not some lezzer freak!" I shout at her and storm away.
"Effy I'm leaving!" I shout over the music and she nods.
I leave the club and I'm relieved. That bitch thinking I'm some lesbian. Thinking Emily is a lesbian. What a bitch.
"Emily, are you okay?" someone asks. Its JJ.
"Yeah, just a bit... upset."
"You've been acting strange recently." JJ adminishes, "well, not strange, just different than normal Emily. Not bad different, well actually, normal Emily is preferable, but still Emily is Emily and you're still you even if your different, though I'm not sure that makes complete sense out loud. Maybe if-"
"JJ, its fine." I grab his hand, its reassuring. Its calming me a bit too. He smiles at me and I beam back. "Lets just go home. I'm knackered."
"Right, plus school starts again soon."
"Ugh, don't remind me."
Emily's POV
Mum drops me off at mine and I'm upset to notice no one is home. I'm not sure when Katie is getting here, and she's not answering her phone either.
I sit at the steps and pull out my tin of fags to notice there's only one left. Shit. I'll need to get more, and reluctantly I take it out. I'd much rather have it later, but I'm bored and what the hell.
After Katie's I'm headed to the bus stop after stopping to get more fags from the corner store. I'm surprised to see Cook at the stop.
"Hey." I greet.
"What are you doing around here?" he asks, surprised.
"Visiting Emily." I explain.
"Who's that?" Cook asks.
"My fucking annoying sister." I smile and he laughs.
"That's my bus," he says when a bus arrives. Right.
"See you, Cook."
I get home later and after reading a bit I get ready for the party. Mum won't be home so I've decided to show off my tattoos. The bird and the flower. I'm wearing a pair of Katie's flats along with a short black skirt and a sleaveless top.
On time, Danny arrives. Right, he's picking me up for this fucking party. I might as well enjoy this shindig.
"Hey there babes." He greets me. Gross. He leans in to kiss me and I push him back, shaking my head.
"I'm not Katie," I reply, "babes."
"The twin thing, the lads love it." He just smirks. How can Katie stand him?
"Lets just get this over with, kay?" I continue.
"Nice one!" he then says, "the ink! Katie would never get anything like that!"
"Right, mind if I smoke in the car?" I ask. He's getting on my tits, and I need to calm down a bit. He dosen't say anything, so I light one up. The ride there is short and once we're out, he's at my side.
"Once Katie's back, I could hook you up with one of the lads. Johnno's single," he says once we're in the house, "and the lads love the twin thing."
"Yeah, uh no thanks." I object, "plus the Rovers suck."
He looks shocked but just laughs.
I leave him there to find some liqour.
After some rather horrible dancing and lots more alcohol, I find myself needing some fresh air, and by that I mean, a break for my spliff.
I find the back door and sit in the back garden on the porch, lighting up.
"You're her, aren't you?" Cook asks, joinging me on the porch. I pass him the spliff.
"How did you know?" I ask, confirming his suspiscions.
"The Rovers comment, absolutly right by the way" Cook explains, "the smoking mostly though."
"Katie dosen't smoke, I know." I reply, "but I'm not giving it up for her. She may have forced me to do this stupid switch thing, but I need to calm down somehow."
"Proper instructions. You know Cookie," he smirks, "but the Cookie Monster wants to know you." He waggles his eyebrows.
"Emily." I stick out my hand, and he shakes it. We're quiet, passing the spliff back and forth.
"So willy waggle, yeah?" he smirks. I turn to him and sigh.
"Can you keep a secret?" I ask, I want to get this off my chest, I've hated hiding it and he nods, "I'm gay."
"Yeah, knew that too," he smiles, "the way you were perving Naoms made it pretty obvious."
"I wasn't discrete with that at all," I sigh, "I'm losing my game."
"I could offer you some lessons," he grins widely.
"Muff muncher not cock cruncher," I grin back. "Can I ask you something?"
"Why do Katie and Naomi hate each other?" I ask.
"Shouldn't you ask them?" he retorts.
"Well, I tried asking Katie, but her answer didn't help for shit. And I can't really ask Naomi when I'm trying to be Katie." I explain.
"They used to be good mates," Cook explains, "then Katie got drunk and gave Naomi a big snog. It was hot. And Katie blamed Naomi. They had a large row about it, and never spoke through it. Now they hate each other." I sigh. This really sucks.
"Its going to suck telling her then."
"You could hide it, shag a few fit lads," he points to himself, "I've got the cure you know, its my cock." I just laugh and hit his arm.
"You could do better than her, Cook" someone points out bitterly. Naomi. And shit is she looking fit tonight.
"Enough of this solo party, lets get mental!" Cook exclaims.
"I have just the thing!" I gasp. I shuffle through my bag and pull out the little baggie. "Won this from a friend playing football" I boast.
"Fuck! That's fantastic!" Cook grabs the bag pulling out some pills and swallowing them dry. He passes the bag to Naomi and she takes two on her tongue and I pass her my drink.
"Aren't you afraid of catching my lezzer germs?" she remarks glaring. Cook laughs, probably at the irony of what we were discussing earlier. She takes it anyways and passes me the bag and drink when she's done.
I swallow whats left of the tiny pills.
"You're such a hypocrite too. Never taking drugs only to bung your morals a year later." Naomi scoffs. I'm really not sure what to say back, and for some strange reason, I'm really enjoying having her rag off Katie. Its refreshing I guess. Maybe its the drugs. I can feel them affecting me anyways.
"I wish Effy was here. She's missing out." I point out, remembering they have no idea who she is, "you'd love her Cookie!"
"I bet I would."
"Anything with tits," Naomi smiles. Its the first time I've seen a genuine smile from her, and though its small, its beautiful. She should do it all the time. Her lips look so nice. Really.
"Tits!" I giggle, for all the poetry about Naomi just can't be said, not with me so intoxicated.
"Come on ladies, party is inside we are outside, let's pull" Cookie decides.
"For tits!" I declare.
"Tits" we cheer as if its some kind of agreement. We're partying for tits. It makes perfect sense, who dosen't love them?