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Chapter 5
"Vodka—" Emily said as she walked down the aisle, scanning the shelves. "Ooh, vodka."
The redhead grabbed the last bottle from the shelf and turned around, running straight into someone. "Fuck—sorry." Emily looked up and sighed. "Jesus."
"Are you ever going to learn to watch where you're going?" Naomi asked rather loudly.
Emily rolled her eyes. "Maybe I just love you yelling at me so I keep doing it."
"Why is every time I go somewhere, you're there?" Naomi asked.
Emily crossed her arms. "I could ask you the same thing."
"I'm beginning to think you're stalking me," Naomi said.
Emily wasn't sure if the other girl was joking or not, but she scowled at her. "I believe I was here first."
"Whatever," Naomi said, pushing past the shorter girl. She stared at the empty shelf and sighed. "Where the hell is all the vodka?"
Emily grinned to herself and started walking away.
"You're shitting me," Emily heard the blonde say behind her.
The redhead turned around to see Naomi glaring at her. "What?"
"Why are you everywhere?" Naomi shouted.
Emily smirked. "Just lucky I guess. Be nicer to me next time and you might get the vodka."
"Fuck off," Naomi mumbled as Emily walked away.
"Nice to see you, too," Emily said, waving her hand behind her, doing her best to piss the blonde off even more.
She quickly got in line and paid for the bottle of vodka before the blonde could find her and get her into another verbal sparring match. She had made her way out into the parking lot and was about to hop on her Moped when she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She pulled it out and rolled her eyes when she saw that it was Katie calling her.
"Yeah?" she asked upon answering the phone; it was Katie's fault she was out here in the first place.
"Can you pick something else up?" Katie asked.
Emily rolled her eyes. "No."
"Please," Katie begged.
"No," Emily said again.
"Fine," Katie huffed, hanging up the phone.
"Don't run over anyone," Emily heard a voice behind her say.
Emily turned around and saw Naomi smirking at her. "Real clever."
Naomi just shrugged and started walking away; Emily rolled her eyes, not acknowledging the blonde another further. She threw her helmet on before jumping on her Moped and heading home. Once she got to her room, she opened the unlocked door, slamming it behind her.
"Jesus Em—can you not slam the fucking door?" Katie half yelled.
Emily glared at her sister, casing Effy to smirk. "Bad trip to the store?" the brunette asked.
Emily huffed. "I don't want to talk about it."
"Did you see a certain blonde again?" Effy asked.
"What makes you think that?" Emily snapped back.
"Because she's the only on that gets under your skin like this," Effy stated.
"Fine—yes," Emily admitted. "I ran into her at the store."
"Literally?" Effy asked, smirking at the redhead.
"Fuck off," Emily said, scowling back at the brunette.
"You need to stop listening to that bitch," Katie advised. "Better yet—punch her in the face; it'll make you feel better and maybe it'll get her to shut her gob."
Emily couldn't help but laugh. "I can't do that."
"Why not?" Katie wondered.
"I don't think punching my partner in the face would be the best idea." Emily paused and then smiled. "Although, it does like it could be fun."
"You are such a terrible influence," Effy said, shaking her head.
Katie scoffed. "Look who's talking."
"What do you mean?" Effy asked, clearly trying to look innocent.
"Uh, who is the one that took us all out into the woods and got everyone tripping on mushrooms?" Katie asked.
"I believe going out into the woods was your idea," Effy countered.
"Yes, but I just wanted to have a bit of fun," Katie stated.
Effy smirked. "So did I."
"Yeah—bashing me in the head with a rock was great fun," Katie said, rolling her eyes at the brunette.
"How many times do I have to apologize for that?" Effy quietly asked.
"I wasn't trying to make you feel bad," Katie said, shaking her head. "Just merely stated that you have also been a bad influence."
Emily watched the two; it still amazed her that they had ever become friends. When they first met, Katie was jealous of everything about the brunette, even if she would never admit it. Effy was popular, effortlessly cool, and had all the guys fawning over her. Everything was mostly cordial until that night in the woods. Katie had begun dating Freddie and was trying to do everything to make Effy jealous. Somehow the two girls ended up in the woods and they must have gotten in a fight. All they really knew is that they woke up in the morning and Katie wasn't there, but Effy was. Later, Katie was found in the woods, having been hit in the head with a rock. Effy remembered doing it and remembered fighting with Katie, but not much else. Effy tried apologizing at the time, but Katie wouldn't listen to it.
Somehow during their last year at college, the two slowly became friends. Emily still wasn't really sure how it happened, but they both seemed to help each other through that difficult year. Effy had been there for Katie when their family was falling apart and Katie had been there to help Effy get through her mental illness. And of course they were all there for each other when Freddie was missing and subsequently found murdered. At the time, the entire group had an unspoken understanding that they needed to keep Effy from falling off the deep end. The twins, along with Pandora, had mostly been the ones to be with Effy, while JJ tried to get Cook from self-destructing. They all missed Freddie, but it hit Effy and Cook the hardest.
Over the summer, they all took turns making sure Effy wasn't alone. She often slept at their places, since her house held so many memories of him, and they tried not to let her out of their sight. Katie eventually managed to talk Effy into going to the same university as her and, although she'd thought about going to a better school, Emily ultimately decided to join them.
"So what are we doing tonight?" Katie asked.
Effy shrugged. "I don't know."
"I thought you had a plan," Emily replied. "Why else would you make me go get the vodka?"
"It's Saturday night," Katie said, shrugging. "We've got to have alcohol."
"Why don't you have a date?" Effy wondered. "Have you already gone through all the guys on campus?"
"You make me sound like such a slut," Katie said, crossing her arms.
Effy smirked. "That's because you are."
Emily snorted and unsuccessfully tried to pass it off as a cough.
"I hate you both," Katie said, trying to storm away, but she was stopped when Effy grabbed her arm.
"I'm sorry," Effy said, pulling her back. "I was joking—mostly. Listen—we'll do whatever you want tonight, okay? Won't we, Em?"
"Oh this could be dangerous," Emily said, sighing. "Yeah—sure."
"Anything?" Katie asked, smiling.
Effy was clearly already regretting saying that, but she plastered on a smile. "Anything."
"Out of everything in the world to do, I can't believe this is what you chose," Effy said, staring in front of her.
"Believe it," Emily said, standing beside the brunette. "You know how competitive she is—just make sure she you duck when she throws one of the clubs after she misses a shot."
Effy raised her eyebrow. "She wouldn't."
"You see this scar," Emily said, pointing to a small one on her left arm. "I got that from her; she's scary when she plays miniature golf."
"What are you two waiting for?" Katie asked, putting her hand on her hip.
"Sorry," Emily said, standing up straighter.
"It's your shot," Katie said to her sister.
Unlike her twin, Emily wasn't competitive at all; the only reason she ever played anything against her was because Katie made her—and the only reason she ever tried to win, was because of the look on Katie's face when she did manage to beat her.
"Ooh, bad luck," Katie said as Emily's ball narrowly missed the hole.
Emily rolled her eyes before quickly sinking the next shot. "You sound so sincere."
"Your turn, Effy," Katie said, smirking at the brunette.
Effy sauntered up, placed her ball on the ground, and took a swing. Katie's jaw dropped when the ball went in on the first shot.
"Oh, look at that," Effy said, grinning.
Katie just scowled and silently walked to the next hole. It took her two tries to get the ball in and, once again, Effy got a hole in one. Effy continued sinking the first shot on every hole, while Katie increasingly got more flustered.
"Fucking hell!" Katie exclaimed.
"Umm, Katie," Emily said, giving her sister a look. "There are children right behind us."
"Fuck the kids," Katie mumbled.
"Sorry," Emily said, turning around to the family behind them and apologizing for her sister.
Katie sulked to the next hole and Effy turned to Emily, smirking.
"She really hates to lose, doesn't she?" Effy asked. "I've never seen her quite this mad before."
Emily laughed. "You have no idea; I think she thought she was going to wipe the floor with us."
"Tony and I used to go miniature golfing every weekend when we were little," Effy admitted. "I guess I just never lost the ability to visualize where the ball's going to go."
"I've always hated playing miniature golf—but this was definitely worth it," Emily said, watching Katie miss again, and laughing.
"I'm still waiting to see if she'll throw her club," Effy said, intently watching the other girl.
"Give it another few holes," Emily said, watching Katie finally get the ball in. "I'm sure it's coming."
"Come on!" Katie said, glaring at Emily. "I'd like this to eventually end."
Effy walked up to Emily and whispered in her ear; Emily smiled and nodded as Katie suspiciously watched them.
"What the fuck!" Katie said as her sister got her first hole in one. "You told her how to do that." She pointed at Effy, scowling. "You can't do that! It's cheating!"
Effy just shrugged and walked up to take her turn. "I didn't tell her anything." Katie turned to storm off and Effy winked at Emily. "She takes this way too seriously."
Emily rolled her eyes. "Does she ever not take anything too seriously?"
Effy looked thoughtful for a moment. "Touché."
"Will you two move?" Katie bellowed at them.
"Be prepared to duck," Emily said to Effy as the two followed Katie.
By time it was over, Effy had made a hole in one on over half the holes and Katie had been so flustered that, for the first time, she actually threw her club without meaning to. She'd slung her arm back in frustration and the club had gone flying in Effy's direction, but the brunette managed to step aside in time. Katie had blushed and apologized, but Effy and Emily had been too busy laughing to really pay attention. In the end, Effy had sufficiently trounced them and Katie sulked the entire walk back to their dorm.
"Quit looking like that," Effy said after walking into their room and still noticing that Katie was pouting. "It's just a game."
"Easy for you to say," Katie grumbled.
"Have a drink," Emily said, shoving the vodka bottle into her sister's hands.
Katie huffed and set the bottle down. "I'm going to go lay down."
Effy watched Katie head to the bedroom and turned to Emily, smiling. "Remind me to do that more often—that was actually fun."
"Fun?" Emily asked incredulously. "You thought that was fun?"
"Yes," Effy replied. "I never knew it was possible for someone to freak out so much over miniature golf."
Emily smiled. "Ok—so maybe that was worth it."
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