SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. I'm at my new college now so I'll update when I can, bare with me please.
I DON'T OWN SKINS.
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Emily's POV.
"Welcome to Roundview College. I trust you are all happy to be here because, of course, we are over joyed to see so many young, hardworking, eager new students." Those were the first words I heard from my over enthusiastic enrollment advisor Doug. Lovely guy but really quite irritating when he tries to get everyone to participate in some kind of cheer. Of course everyone in the room at the time was quite reluctant and just sat back chatting with their friends or staring down at their phones, hoping someone would text them so they weren't sitting around looking like a lemon. Of course Katie has been off trying to flirt with every poor unsuspecting soul with a dick that has walked through the door. I don't want to make her seem like a slag, but that's exactly what she is sometimes. I just sit quietly, playing my role as the 'shy' twin perfectly. I sit and watch people, not in some kind of perverted way, just because people's actions when they think no one is watching are the most interesting of them all.
Katie has never understood why I like to people watch. I mean she likes looking at people, men mainly, but not because she thinks that their behavior is fascinating but because she likes to think how good they would be to fuck.
For the entirety of my time in this room choosing my a-level courses I've had Katie jabbing me in the ribs, telling me that some lad is really fit. He's sitting opposite us with another enrollment advisor. I can't say he's not attractive, cos honestly he is a bit, just not exactly my type. I wouldn't say he was Katie's type either. Swishy hair and ripped up jeans with a trilby hat and a skateboard rolling about by his feet? Never took the skater boy look to entice Katie Fitch. She's always liked the sporty type. Once Katie had finished going on about 'fit shit' over there I go back to concentrating on my enrollment sheet. I've marked in the subjects I want to do, I've checked with all of the subject teachers if that's all okay, now all I need to do is give this piece of paper to my enrollment advisor Doug.
I just lean over to Katie and tap her on the shoulder lightly "Katie, I'm going to Doug's office." Her eyes don't move from practically eye fucking 'fit shit', she just waves her hand at me dismissively. I collect all of my stuff and head off out of the room, slightly struggling with the weight of my bag. Why the fuck did I have to be a bookworm, couldn't I have been obsessive about something that weighs a lot less than a fuck load of books. As I'm heading towards the door I can't help but notice a pair of blue eyes looking at me in my peripheral vision. I stop for a moment and turn slightly to my left, making sure I don't make eye contact, to see a blonde girl sitting alone, looking quite lost but still sure of herself. She looks oddly familiar. It's the shade of blonde that I feel I've seen before, but I'm sure loads of people have platinum blonde hair so it could be anyone I'm thinking of. I look over her quickly, again avoiding eye contact to avoid making a fool of myself. She's obviously an arty one. The main give away is the fact that I can see some remnants of paint on her hands, but she could just be a decorator for all I know. Her sketchbooks in her bag are also quite a give away though.
"Excuse me?" I swing round to see the one and only 'fit shit' looking back at me. I was obviously becoming quite distracted by my thoughts regarding the blonde art student, so distracted that I was just standing in the middle of the room looking at her. "Excuse me?" He repeats himself. Shit Emily stop getting so fucking distracted.
"Sorry, am I in the way?"
"Well yeah."
"Sorry."
"I'm Freddie by the way." I look at him as he extends his arm. Honestly I am a bit confused. Why is he introducing himself to me? I'm not Katie Fitch. I'm Emily. The quiet one. The one people ignore. He coughs a bit awkwardly and I realise that he is just standing there with his arm stretched out towards me. I decide that I should just be nice so of course I shake his hand "I'm Emily."
"Nice to meet you Emily." 'Fit shit' who is now known as 'Freddie' walks round me. My eyes stray back to the blonde who is looking at me again. We finally make eye contact and she raises her eyebrow at me. Her eyes show pure anger, confusion and jealousy? Her eyes show an internal battle going on inside her. She's obviously trying to cover that up though by plastering a smirk on her lips before turning away again. What the fuck is going on today?
I get out of that room as quickly as possible, pushing my way through the hordes of people blocking the exit. Niceties are thrown out of the window at this moment in time. I'm a bit taken a back. There are multiple reasons for this, 1) Well I'm generally like this, socially awkward. Katie is the social butterfly and I just sit there making her look good by being the quiet, less fanciable twin. 2) 'Fit shit', a boy who Katie found ridiculously attractive introduced himself to me. I really need a life, because my reaction to such a small action of kindness is pathetic. And finally 3) Possibly the most important of all of the numbers, 'miss blue eyes, blonde hair' had actually looked slightly jealous while Freddie was talking to me. Maybe it was just my imagination though. I mean maybe that's what I wanted to see, but why the fuck would I want to see that?
"Emily Fitch. Nice to meet you, I'm Doug as you know." He gestures towards a chair in front of me to sit down. I make myself comfortable, taking a bottle of water out of my bag as I do. Bottles of water are an essential piece of equipment for me. Sadly I am plagued with sore throats and constantly losing my voice. I quickly clear my throat once taking a swig of water.
"Hi. I just came to give you my completed enrollment sheet." I hand him the sheet and he looks it over, before signing it and writing some extra information on it.
"Right, so I'll see you tomorrow morning for orientation."
"Thanks."
"Remember Emily, we..." He gestures with his hands again, pointing at the pictures of the staff. "...are here for you." He ends his over exaggerated gestures by pointing at me.
"Erm. Thanks" I just smile at him politely, making it seem like I really give a shit. Honestly my thoughts have been completely preoccupied by the blonde who had looked at me with some kind of unexplainable anger and jealousy. It's been irritating me since I'd left the room. I've managed to bump into multiple people just because I couldn't concentrate on where I was heading properly. Every bump though brought me back to some level of reality but sure enough I was back to feeling utterly confused as soon as the feeling went away.
I finally get out of that room, no offence to Doug but he is a bit 'full on' when you're stuck in a conversation with him. Once I close the door to his office I let out a sigh of relief, shutting my eyes for a moment to calm down.
"Are you okay?" I open one eye and see those blue eyes staring back at me. My other eye opens quickly out of surprise, she's talking to me? Why is everything so confusing when it comes to this one girl whom I've never even spoken to until just now. Maybe she realised that she may have come across as quite intimidating, or she just didn't realise at all and has just decided to be pleasant for the sake of it. God knows, I barely know her anyway so I don't exactly know how she thinks when it comes to her behaviour.
"Yeah, fine." I see a small smile breaking through her hard exterior and I smile back. "He's just a bit full on you know?" A small laugh escapes her lips and I can't stop myself from letting a similar escape my own.
"Naomi Campbell?" She stands up upon hearing her own name I presume. Naomi Campbell? Even I can't help saying her name in my head with a slight hint of complete disbelief. Naomi...Campbell? I go over the name in my brain repeatedly until I hear her shuffle in front of me, organising her bag at her feet. She looks up to me again, having organised herself appropriately and smiles again.
"I'm sure I'll see you around Emily." She stands up, slinging her bag over her shoulder and makes her way into Doug's office.
"Yeah. See you around."
I know I know it's short. But I have another chapter to upload soon (Naomi's POV on the events in this chapter) I know that's a bit odd but I had POV problems blah blah, so again just bare with me on this one, that'll probably be up a bit later. By the by, thank you so much for the reviews I got for the first chapter. Let's see where this is going to take us eh?
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