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I DON'T OWN SKINS.

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"So if you all stand up one by one and say something interesting about yourself that would be great." Kieran. My form tutor, bit of a prick from what I can tell, obviously hates his job, I think me and him will get on swimmingly. He's doing what every other teacher will be doing with us today, 'ice breakers.' A small geeky lad was called upon first to tell everyone something interesting about himself, I wasn't paying any attention though, I was too busy keeping my eyes on the clock. The sooner this shit is over the better.

"What's your name lad?"

"Oh excuse my lack of social skills, Im Jonah Jerimiah Jones...people call me JJ though even though there are actually three J's in my name so really they should call me JJ...J if we were being accurate of course."

"I don't really give two shits. Sit down. So after that riveting insight into Mr Jones' life who's next." Kieran scanned the room, obviously trying to choose the next unlucky sod to stand up and talk about themselves, which no one really likes to do in all honesty. I heard the door open and close again and a small voice apologised for their lateness...I didn't bother turning round to see the late comer, well that was until Kieran started putting whoever it was on the spot.

"You can be the next victim then."

"Pardon." I'd come to know that voice. It was small. Barely audible but easily recognizable. Well easily recognizable because for some reason I spend the whole of enrollment trying to ignore it.

For some bizarre reason I instantly felt uncomfortable in the form room. Fuck knows where this feeling came from but it wasn't helping to put me in any form of a good mood.

"Tell us something interesting about yourself...oh and don't forget to mention your name." I finally turned around to see Emily standing there, looking really quite small, her cheeks about as red as her hair. She looked like she was actually about to shit herself.

"Oh that's just my weirdo twin sister, ignore her, everyone does." Another voice, similar to Emily's but harsher and down right condescending. I didn't move my eyes away from Emily but started to speak up involuntarily against the other voice that had broken out in the form room.

"Why don't you let her speak for herself" I smiled slightly at Emily and turned to face the other girl with a slight smirk on my face. "...sorry I didn't catch your name."

"It's Katie." The smile on her face...so fucking fake!

"Alright Katiekins...why don't you let your sister speak for herself? Tosser"

All eyes in the room immediately flashed to me, all silently questioning the disagreement that had just taken place between Katie and I. I just looked over to Emily and send her a small smile again. A similar smile appeared on her lips. I looked away after that, kept my eyes down. I probably shouldn't have done that, I hardly know the girl and I'm already defending her. But someone had to, even though now I feel like a complete fool.

"I'm Emily."

"Anything interesting to say about yourself."

"Not really...I'm a twin."

"Thanks, you can take a seat now...now shall we hear from the twin herself...Katie?"

"I'm Katie and I've never not had a boyfriend since I was 7...Emily on the other hand has never had a boyfriend." And there as that blatantly fake smile again. Like fucking poison. She spoke with such dislike when she even mentioned her own twins name...it was really awkward and Emily just sat there and took it. Not even flinching. She just accepted the fact that her own sister had just purposely tried to humiliate her. I turned round to Emily again and her eyes were just fixed to the floor. I felt bad for her. I'd hate to have someone...anyone to treat me like such a piece of shit. It's so fucked up.

Lunchtime. I wasn't exactly hungry. In all honesty I was far too distracted by the shit that went down in form to even think about food. Why I can't get this out of my head I have no idea! The best plan I have right now is to have a cigarette...off of college campus of course and text Chris.

Naomi: I'm sorry about earlier. Stressed over college and shit. xxx

I put my phone back in my pocket and light up. Smoking always calms me down, event hough I'm supposed to have quit technically. I drift off into my own little world, thinking about anything, everything. Generally thinking about whatever pops into my mind, like the cars driving past, the amount of cigarette ends lying on the floor, the lad that just walked past who really needs to cut his hair. It just looks...bad.

"Hi." I hesitate before I turn. I know it's her. Her voice, like I've thought before is pretty recognizable...all husky and shit. I do turn though, finally and look to see Emily Fitch. Looking small as per usual. She should really have more confidence.

"I just wanted to thank you for earlier." She smiles at me. Fucks sake Naomi throw the girl and fucking bone and smile back.

"S'alright, you're sister needed to be put in her place." She laughs at this. Obviously amused by my instant disliking to her sister. "Cigarette?"

"No thanks."

"More for me then, even though I've apparently quit" She laughs again. Who knew I was so funny? There's an awkward silence for a moment, neither of us really knowing what to say to the other. I'm not good at making friends really and she's pretty quite so put us both together and you just get awkwardness.

"What A-levels are you doing then?" Oh okay, so we are making conversation. Naomi you can do this. It's just words and coherent sentences. Easy.

"You going to think I'm some kind of arty shit," I raise my eyebrow in amusement while stubbing out my cigarette on the metal fence next to me. "I'm doing fine art, photography, theatre studies and graphics."

"How the fuck are you going to handle all of that?" A laugh escapes her lips again and I can't help but join in because, to be fair all of my subjects are so fucking full on.

"Well you know, being quite the organisation queen I think I'll manage. What are you doing then?"

"Oh you know, nothing exciting. I should go now anyway. I'll see you around Naomi." She sends me a small smile and walks back up to the college. Well that was interesting, I managed a civilised conversation with someone, which is quite new for me considering I only used to talk to Chris back at home. Speaking of Chris, I check my phone, sure enough a text from him.

Christopher: It's alright baby girl ;) loosen up yeah? Let those lot see your shining personality. Yes I'm complimenting you so you will consequently compliment me and love me forever :') xxxx

I quickly type out another witty reply and make my own way back to college for what I'm sure will be an interesting rest of the day.

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