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Chapter Twenty-one.

Naomi's POV

Once we were stuffed from our feast at Chris and Jal's cafe, Emily called home and actually got permission from her mum to stay at my house; even with us having college tomorrow!

We strolled home leisurely, Emily of course stopping to buy an ice cream. I don't understand it, that girl just ate a huge sandwich and half of my waffles; and it's bloody cold out! Plus, it's not even like she was the one who was being fucked for half of the night, if anything, I should be the ravenous one.

I digress though, everything she does is cute to me, even now as she's got her concentration completely on the cone in front of her, nearly walking head first into a rather crude old man. I didn't have it in me to tell him off when he started muttering obscenities at us, I was too busy laughing at Ems' little red nose and how she complained every time she got the ice cream on her tongue piercing and wound up giving herself brain-freeze.

We eventually make it back to casa del Campbell, Emily ditching her cone along the way with a forlorn face after it had fallen on the sidewalk.

"Hello Girls!" Why is my mum always so energetic?

"Hey Gina, how're you?" Emily smiles politely but with genuine interest.

"I'm doing just fine, thank you dear. How are you fairing with my cow of a daughter?" She winks at Emily and I stupidly take her bait as I speak out, "Oi! I'll have you know that I'm quite pleasant when I try."

I'm met with two pairs of raised eyebrows. "Ems?! Come on!"

She giggles and kisses me chastely on the lips, which of course draws an obnoxious cooing sound from mother dearest.

"I'm just teasing babe, you know I love you."

I smile down at her before pecking her lips in return, "Love you too, Ems"

I'm broken from my sappy daze by mum's screeching of "Kieran! Get the bloody camera you lazy irish twat!"

My hands are lightly covering Emily's ears, "Jesus fucking christ on a bike, mum! What the hell was that for?!"

Kieran comes rushing into the sitting room looking as unkempt and flustered as ever. If I look close enough I can see the vinegar stain on his jumper from when he obviously just knocked his dinner on to himself.

"Bloody hell, Love! I've got the camera, are you alright?!"

Gina doesn't answer, she just snatches the camera from his hands and starts snapping away at our confused faces.

"Erm, Gina... what are you doing...?" Way to put it kindly, Ems.

"My baby girl is in love! That calls for pictures, don't you agree?"

Oh Christ, I really need to watch what I say in this house, I don't think my hands that are covering my face are enough to hide my embarrassment.

I feel Emily lean on to her tiptoes and whisper in my ear; "Come on, Naoms, just a couple of pictures and then we can go to bed. I'll make it up to you..."

Her comment didn't help my red face but it did get me to grin and bear it through what felt like an endless amount of camera flashes.

"Alright, Mum! We're going to bed now, and no, you can't come with that bloody camera!"

Gina looks disappointed for a moment before smiling and kissing me and Emily on the tops of our heads. "Not to worry, dearies, thank you two for being such good sports, now off you pop! Oh, and welcome to the family, Emily!"

I dragged Ems up the stairs and into my bedroom while she tried to say goodnight to my mum and her benevolent slob of a boyfriend.

"Now, I believe you promised to make something up to me, Miss Fitch?"

Emily pulled off her top and grinned.

For a late-October morning in Bristol, the weather was surprisingly bearable. The sun was shining and the road wasn't flooded with rainwater so I decided that me and Ems could ride to school. Then I remembered that I only had one bike and one longboard.

We settled with Emily standing on top of my board, I stood beside her and pulled her along the thankfully smooth and level path to college. We got quite a few strange looks on our little journey but I couldn't give a fuck.

When we get to the front steps Emily hops off of the board and I kick it up into my hand. We walk into Roundview and stop quickly at my locker so I can store my board before I drop Emily off at her first lesson with a hug and a mildly inappropriate kiss.

I wink at the small group of lads who had wolf-whistled at my girl and I before telling them to get to fuck. I haven't actually got a class until the second lesson slot. Ems has her studio art class now, though, and I'd rather lose sleep to bring her here than have her wake up without me and go to college alone. Next she's got politics, though, which I have with her so it's alright. I'll see my baby soon enough. I wander into the student lounge and spot Cook splayed out across the one couch we've got there.

"Morning, James"

His head cranes up to see who's addressing him and his scowl drops when he sees that it's me.

"Naomi Campbell, love of my life! Come sit with Cookie, babes!"

I roll my eyes but walk up to the couch and wait for him to move from his current position.

"Cook? You're kind of taking up the entire fucking couch..."

"I figured you could just sit on me cock, Blondie."

I hold his eye contact for a second before we both burst out laughing. "Yeah fucking right, Cookie, even if I wasn't in love with Emily and addicted to fanny I wouldn't be caught dead riding your crayola cock."

"Fair enough, Naoms, now get your sweet little arse over here!"

I sit in the small space Cook made for me and give him a quizzical look. "Why you looking at me like that, Campbell?"

"Dunno, you seem a little off... whats going on?"

I watch him push a hand through his already messy hair and sigh. "I think I'm gonna break it off with Katie..."

This gets me to sit up and pay my full attention.

"What the fuck, James, why?"

"I like her too much and I'm... I'm afraid that she isn't as interested in me as I am in her."

"What gives you that idea?"

"Nothing in particular, it's just that, well, I'm Cook and she's Katie. She's too good for me and soon she's gonna realise it."

I stare at him for a second before smacking him round the back of the head and pulling him in to a hug.

"James Cook, you dozy twat, I bloody love you."

I can feel that Cook is trying to keep his tough persona in tact because he's shaking against me and not speaking. I rub his back before continuing, "Katie loves you, Cookie. I know she does, it's written all over her face. Now, if you're feeling insecure about your relationship thats something you've gotta talk to her about; there's no point working yourself up over nothing."

With a big breath in he pulls out of the hug and tries to casually rub at his eyes.

"Thanks Nai, I really do love you, babes. I'm gonna go find Katie now, and the bells about to ring so I'd suggest finding your little redhead soon."

He smiles at me and plants a kiss on the top of my head before grinning like a maniac and strutting out of the lounge.

Well that was weird, then again, Cook isn't known for being particularly normal. I've gotta remember to talk to Katie at some point; as much as I dread doing so, I need to see what's happening with my best mate.

I'm pulled out of my thoughts when my very red-faced girlfriend rushes into the room and throws herself onto the couch, burrowing into my side.

This day keeps getting stranger, honestly.

"Erm, Ems? You alright, sweetheart?"

I feel her nudge her head further against my ribcage before she lets out an almighty sigh and faces me.

"It was so fucking embarrassing, Naoms, I almost handed in the wrong picture."

It takes me a second to cotton on to what she's talking about before I remember that a good chunk of her camera's memory is currently filled with some rather...racy photos. Effy and Freddie walk in to the lounge with a babbling Panda behind them and I raise my eyebrows in hello. Ems is too busy smacking herself on the forehead and repeating 'stupid, so bloody stupid' under her breath to take notice of the new arrivals.

I pull her hands away from her face and kiss her warmly on the lips. "Babe, you're gonna have to tell me what happened for me to understand why you've become so... reddish..."

She sighs again before launching in to her tale.

The short and short of it is that she had been printing out two pictures, one for her professor and one for herself. Naturally, they weren't the same shot. Her studio shot was simple and beautiful, if I do say so myself. I was outlined in a thick golden haze looking out across the lake, my legs crossed beneath me. Her personal shot was even more beautiful than the previous one. I'm assuming the only problem in handing it in would be that a picture of a student giving another student head isn't exactly 'school appropriate'.

It's not even like the photo is crude or pornographic! In my humble opinion, I believe that it shows love in it's truest form. Even though our bodies are mostly silhouetted by the waning sun, you can see the adoration in Emily's eyes as she stares up at me. The rest of her face is covered by my naked thigh, though. I'm looking back down at her with just as much compassion, the picture feels tender even though I've got my hand buried in her bright red hair.

Let me continue with the story though; basically Emily had just been pulling the second print out of the machine when her professor walked in to collect her work. She didn't bother to check which shot was which before handing him one. Luckily for us, it seemed that he had forget his glasses in his office. Apparently, he squinted down at it and looked back at Emily suspiciously. She said that his exact response was "hmm... my eyes must be betraying me again, it would be ludicrous for a student to give me such an image...".

A half second later she'd managed to pull the print from his hand and replace it with the intended shot, making up some bollocks about that shot having a "more advanced depth of field and richer composition."

By the time she'd finished her little story the late bell had rung ages ago and we we're well and truly late for politics. Fuck it, there needs to be some benefit to having your teacher shagging your mum. I just decided that Emily and I are going to take the period off.

My hands are cupping Emily's still-flushed cheeks and I'm stroking her jawline with my thumbs. "Baby, I'm sorry that happened. Look at the bright side, though! You didn't get caught and it'll make a hilarious story to tell the grandkids!"

"Naomi! I'm not telling anyone about this, let alone our fucking nonexistent grandchildren!"

I hear Panda shout excitedly, "Wait is Ems talking about a picture of them making monkey!? That's bloody rah-rah, it is!"

Emily's head whips towards the sound of her voice and she's met with two pairs of laughing eyes and another pair shrouded in confusion. Wow, I'd nearly forgotten they were there.

Emily goes to speak but Effy cuts her off, "Not to worry, smaller Fitch, your secret is safe with me. Oh, and Freds too, if he tells anybody I'll be withholding sex for a very long time." Ef grins sweetly at a panicked Freddie and winks at us. "Your only concern should be Pandapops, I love the girl to bits but she's got no filter."

Panda nods along enthusiastically at that and shoots us a look that clearly says 'hey, can't help it.'

Because the world is trying desperately to make my day even more awkward, Cook strolls in to the lounge with Katie on his arm. Hmm, guess all is well in heterosexual land, then.

The five of us quickly exchange glances that says stay cool.

"What's up, bitches?" Ugh, lovely Katie.

"Not your tits in five years, sorry babes." Nice one, Effy; there's no better way to distract a Fitch than giving them something to rant about, or giving them a sneaky fingering... to each her own...

Katie looks gobsmacked and in the few seconds of silence between Effy's retort and Katie's comeback Panda nervously blurts out something along the lines of, 'speaking of girly parts, Professor Monaghan nearly got a picture of your sister chowing down on her girlfriend!'

The room is deadly silent, except for the noise of Emily's palm colliding with her forehead. It seems like she's been doing that a lot today.

Cook's laughter breaks the uncomfortable silence. "Really, Blondie! That's fucking ace! Nice one, yeah, Red?"

Freddie and Effy answer at the same time, "Cook, shut the fuck up."

"Oi! Don't everyone gang up on Cookie at once now-"

"Babes, seriously shut the fuck up." I guess Katie is the only effective way of silencing him. She pivots on her heels and faces Ems and I with a nasty glare.

"Can you two keep it in your pants for more than a fucking minute?! Jesus Christ, you're like animals! And who the fuck would take pictures of... of that!" She spits this out as Cook and Freddie go to answer with an 'I totally would'. Thankfully one look from their respective girlfriends has them holding their tongues.

I'm about to try and explain myself when Emily starts to talk. "Save it, Katie. I've been exposed to you having 'private time' with random blokes more times than I can count on my fingers. I'll fuck my girlfriend wherever I bloody well please!"

While I love the fact that Ems is speaking up for herself, I wish she could have done so a bit quieter. Half of the form is gathered near the door staring at us.

Once again Katie Fitch appears to be left speechless.

"Uh, yeah... yeah, ok" She stutters out, "Totally Ems, I totally respect that and all..."

She gathers her wits a second later, just in time to tack on "Just stop leaving physical proof out for people to see, slag."

It sounded bitchy coming from her mouth but the twins share a small smile and I guess that's Katie's way of saying she's over it.

The bell rings again and I'm surprised to see that the period has already ended; it's time for lunch.

I stand abruptly and pull Ems up with me. "So erm, we're gonna go have lunch... see you all later, yeah?"

We get a few 's'laters' and head nods. Cook of course has to include a jibe about 'not forgetting to take more pictures' with his goodbye. It earns him a collective snigger from the gang.

Fuck's sake... if they weren't my mates I could honestly slap all of them.

Hope this was mildly entertaining! I'd really love to hear what you think about the story so far.