This AU story is will be from the point of view of both UK Skins characters Naomi and Emily. However, in the story I will be including Pandora, Effy, Katie, possibly Lara. Err, Gina as well. (Maybe eventually some of the boys?) Anyways, Naomi decides to leave her home after being fed-up with home schooling to go to a religious college. (not for the purposes of religion, as you will find out) There she'll meet Emily… need more be said? (This is my first fanfiction, criticism/comments/suggestions are appreciated! THANK YOU!)

CHAPTER 1 (Naomi's PoV)

"Naomi, are you sure you don't want to be home-schooled?"

That was the first time it struck me, Gina was going to miss me. It's not that I thought she didn't care about me, I knew she loved me, but due to our "lifestyle", (letting random people live in our house because they are too unproductive to get a job and live in their own home, as I see it), I don't think she'll be very lonely. After all, I believe there were about fifteen, or was it seventeen, other people were living with us at the moment.

Needless to say, I was not fond of our "lifestyle", (as Gina puts it), as any regular person, I imagine wouldn't be either. In fact, Gina and I have had several disputes over it. One morning a few months ago, I woke up with some bum's toe and smelly sock in my mouth. So of course I yelled at Gina, (after having a go at the bum himself), that it is highly irregular to wake up like that, to which she of course answered me in one of her serious, "of course it makes sense" tones, "He had nowhere else to go…" After three days of ignoring her and treating our "houseguests" rather rudely, Gina finally gave in and bought me a new lock for my bedroom door.

Nevertheless, we hardly knew the people in our home and I was tired of it and needed some change. I figured she'll be entertained by them and she'll settle for them even though the only person related to her, me, was now leaving.

"Yes, Mum, I'm sure. I want a fucking college experience that doesn't involve a bunch of bums ripping pages of my math book for toilet paper." I tried not to laugh at the ridiculousness of having to bring up that unfortunate event aloud because honestly, I was really pissed when it actually happened.

"Look love, I'm sorry about that… but what were they supposed to do, we were out of toilet paper…" she answered in the same serious tone she always uses when it comes to issues like these, ignoring my referencing to them as "bums."

"But Mum, that's NOT NORMAL! Besides," I continued trying to change the subject, "this college offers the best politics courses…" I was getting rather annoyed now, not that it should be my fault, my suitcases were packed and I was expecting the taxi any minute now, it wasn't the best time for Gina to be having second thoughts about my college decision. Still, I could see the worry in her eyes and she was my mother, so I softened my scowl into a slight smile,

"I'll be fine Mum, I'll call every chance I get, alright?"

The taxi outside honked, notifying me of its arrival. Gina reached over brushed my blonde hair behind my ear and kissed my temple.

"Alright, just try to have fun, love." She smiled looking into my eyes for reassurance of the confidence I was displaying.

The taxi started to beep excessively, ruining the "hallmark" moment and snapping me back to the realization that I was actually going to college away from home.

"Yeah, Mum I'll try."

BEEEEEP!

"I'M COMING, I'M COMING!" I shouted through the door rolling my eyes.

Gina stifled a laugh and opened the door for me. Gathering my suitcases and bag, I nodded to her my final goodbye and headed down the front steps.

The driver was now standing by the trunk with his arms folded covering the grease stains, still visible, on his T-shirt. Walking up to him, I tripped when one of the wheels of my suitcases got stuck wedged between the cobblestone path.

"Fuckin hell…"

I got up brushing off my dark wash jeans now mocking me with a dirt stain. I looked up to see the driver looking me up and down raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, can I help you with something?" I looked at him scowling.

"Well, you can hand me your suitcases…" Touche. He smirked then slammed the top of the trunk somehow causing it to creak open.

"Right." I sighed. Today has the potential of being a very, very long day. I handed him my suitcases not in the least bit surprised when he just tossed them in without giving a dam about them landing with a thud, shaking the whole taxi a bit. He chuckled a bit to himself when he turned to see the annoyed look on my face, before he shut the trunk and got back into the driver's seat.

For a moment, I thanked myself for remembering to put my laptop in my bag and not my suitcase in fear that someone or something careless would get smashed against it. BEEEP!

"Jeezus…" I got the hint, and got in the taxi and buckled up.

"Where to?" he shouted louder than necessary, the smoke scent of his breath now filling the car.

"Alternative Bible School, er, please…" I saw him raise an eyebrow in the rearview mirror seemingly out of surprise, but then he just nodded and put the car in drive. For a second I was a bit self-conscious, wondering why he was so surprised, but I decided not to think about it. I knew I only chose this college because it offered the best politics courses available, even if it meant I had to do some sort of religious classes. I mean I knew where my beliefs stood and just because I was going there didn't mean I'd actually have to change them. At least I hoped so…

I wrinkled my nose, the smoke scent was quickly replaced by the odor of old sausages. Great. A three hour ride in a taxi that smells like sausages…should've taken the train. In an attempt to kill time I pulled out the pamphlet that came in the mail with the college registration forms. Nothing new seemed to pop-out when I read it, which was to say, expected considering I've read it over a million times since I had made the decision to go there. (although in private, wouldn't want Gina to think I was too excited…)

I hadn't slept at all last night, too busy predicting what would happen later today and playing out every possible situation in my head. In a matter of minutes the traffic sounds lulled me into a sleep on the taxi door.

Well! I hope you enjoyed it? I very much am enjoying writing this story during my boring school classes, which I have often, so unless I get bored with this or no one likes it then I should be continuing it and updating rather quickly… SO once again, comments/criticism/ suggestions are always welcome! THANKS! –Shira (ShiraStimulation)