Hi guys, I'm really going to be updating this as fast as possible because I have the whole story line in my mind and I can't wait to get it all the way through! I hope you guys will like where this story is going to go. I'm trying my best! :) x

I do not own Skins.

After I had cleaned myself up I made my way down the stairs to grab something to eat. While in the shower I tend to do my hardest thinking and while in their my mind flooded with so many questions about the red head and the previous nights events. Like, does this mean she likes me? If she did like me would we become something of this? Was last night even considered a date? Did she think I was some kind of slut who shags on the first date?

All I knew was that at some point I was going to have to call her to meet me somewhere so we could possibly talk about it.

Once I had entered the kitchen Effy was stood washing dishes in the sink. "Morning muff monkey," she said in a smart ass tone to me. "Good morning Elizabeth," I replied to her. I knew Effy, which means I know how she gets when she hears me or sees me bringing someone else home with me. Since we broke up, anytime she spots me with someone else you can just see the jealousy building up in her eyes. It makes me feel a bit bad, but when we did breakup she told me she wouldn't be bothered by it, so in my mind she's just biting the bullet and sticking to her word.

"Saw that you brought home Emily last night."

"Yeah, well you where not even up when we did come home so," I replied.

"Hm? Well I did hear you two stumble into the flat at 4am, banging into every fucking wall on your way up."

When she said that I could feel my ears getting hot. I don't really remember exactly how we did come home or how we even entered the flat, but if it was as bad as Effy's making it out to be then I really do feel horrible. I slowly lowered my head and grabbed a glass from the cabinate and filled it up with some juice. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Eff chuckily slightly, then she slammed down one of the coffee mugs she was cleaning. Before I could even blink my eyes she stormed out of the kitchen.

I heard the front door to the flat open then slam shut. "Fucking hell," I said out loud whilst finishing my cup of juice. Why is it so hard living with a ex and why in the hell did I even agree to letting this happen in the first place. Effy was clearly jealous, she made it crystal. Trying to shake those thoughts out of my head, I pulled my phone out of my pocket to turn it on.

After if finally finished turning on all the way it reviled I had 3 new text messages and 2 missed calls. Wow at least someone loves me I thought to myself as I clicked open the texting box. Emily's name said that two of the three texts where from her and then I had one from my mate Jordan. He was my one of my other close mates and i've known him for fucking longer than anyone else. Jordan was at least six foot three and he had dirty blond crazy shaggy hair. He always wore the tightest jeans I have ever seen any male wear, but he insists he's fully straight, which I believe but he definitely sends the wrong signals.

The first message I opened was the one from Jordan, which read,

Aye, i'm piking up some greens, cum 2 mine l8r?

I laughed out loud and bit my tongue slightly. That boy fucking loved his marijuana, to the extent of me not even remembering the last time I saw him and he wasn't high. From the moment he woke up to the second he went to sleep he always made sure he had some form of skunk infusing his brain. Which was another reason I loved him so much, he always fully supplied me with full on smoke out sessions.

Once I texted him back telling him I would be over in about 30 minutes he replied saying it was fine. Next, I opened up the messages that where from Emily,

Hope you had a great time last night, I know I did xE

I blushed remembering what had happened between the two of us and opened the next one,

You look adorable when you sleep, by the way xx

Smiling even bigger than I was, I shot her off a text replying,

Yes I had a wonderful time. Let's meet and talk later? Coffee maybe? XxN

Satisfied with my answer, I finished the rest of my cup of juice and got up grabbing my coat and car keys to head over to Jordan's. If anyone knew me better than Effy did it was him. He always knew what to tell me and had the best advice, which is very odd considering his brain should be completely fried from all the smoking he does.

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Stepping out of my car that was parked in front of Jordan's flat I made my way up the steps and buzzed him.

"Who's there?" came through the speaker

"It's me you wanker, let me in!"

"Hold yer knickers girl," he said laughing in between words

The door unlocked and I started making me way up to the third floor. Jordan's flat wasn't the nicest because he prefered to spend more of his money of the green, which didn't bother me at all, but he just didn't live in the nicest of neighborhoods I guess you could say. Standing outside of 416 I brought my fist to the door, banging loudly.

"Coming coming!" I heard him shout through the door. Once it had swung open he stood there in his usual blue almost jegging type jeans, white shirt with a black and white flannel and a all black hat. He wasn't all that bad looking and it always surprised me how he never really had many girlfriends before. I mean he has done, but they would be week flings and later bugger on off.

I stepped through the door tackling him in a gigantic bear hug, "Missed you tosser," I said as he squeezed me tightly in his arms. "Yeah, who doesn't though?" he replied cheekily back at me. Getting back up I took a seat on his sofa, "Fancy a beer?" he asked me as he took a spot down next to me. I shook my head and told him we should just stick to smoking because I had to be somewhere later on.

A few minutes later we where sat smoking bong loads in his living room. It was so hot boxed you could barely see to the other side of the god damn room.

"So, what has my favorite muff muncher been up to lately? hopefully getting the muff?" he asked me once we where both satisfying stoned

"I guess you could say so,"

"Oyy, that's my Naomi! Who? Good shag? Fit bird?" he kept firing me questions about Emily. I normally told Jordan everything about my shags because we where just like that. I told him about the action I got and he told me the action he got, which was always receiving head in a loo of some dirty pub whilst high on god knows what, but hey, if that made him happy so be it.

I laughed and replied back, "Yeah, she was fucking stunning Jay. Red hair, slim waist, lovely fact, perfect tits, short, deep brown eyes. Just my type. We went to a show, but their's..thei'rs something about her I can't put my finger on.

"She smell er' somethin?" he said with his mouth hanging open

"No! No, of course not. I just, I think I might like her?"

A huge grin started to spread across his face and he enveloped me in a hug, "That's fantastic Naomi! Finally getting over that Stonem bitch." Jordan never was a fan of Effy because she never seemed to talk in front of him and he took it as she not liking him. When really, that was just how Effy was sometimes or well, most of the time.

"..Yeah, but I mean, we shagged last night and i'm not even sure if it was a date even! What if she just took me as a shag and nothing more?"

"Did she keep in touch? received anything this morning?"

I nodded, biting my lip slightly.

"Then she wants to see you again! Now what you're going to do is smoke a few more bowls here with me, you're going to text her asking her out somewhere and you're going to talk. Just trust me, the conversation about the two of you will be brought up sometime."

Letting that process in my mind I guess he actually was right. It's not like something was going to become of this if I just sat around and did nothing about it. Fucking hell, leave it to Jordan to know exactly what to do in this.

"I guess you're right, god this is why I fucking love you," I jumped up on him and squeezed him tightly. "I love you too, now can get back to paying attention to my girlfriend Mary Jane, please?"

and with that we started on our smoking session again.

During it, I texted Emily and told her to meet me in a hour at the café a few blocks from my flat at 5.00 and since it was 4.16 I was going to be getting on my way soon. I received a text back telling me she would be there. "Alright Jordan, it has been lovely, but I have a hot meeting with a gorgeous red head named Emily so i'll be on my way."

"Not so fast Naomi, it's 4.18 and I am not letting you leave my home without smoking a 4.20 bowl," He said with a smirk on his face. I giggled and sat back down watching him grind up his trees and put it in the bowl piece. It was a very decent sized bowl. I turned and looked at the clock seeing it read 4.20 and with that I shouted 'Go!' and Jordan started milking the smoke up the piece of glass. When he got his hit and passed it to me I did the same. After we finished the bowl I said my goodbyes to him promising we'd go clubbing sometime soon and that I would call him more than I had been.

Exiting his flat I had one thing on my mind and that was, what the fuck was I going to say to Emily?! Making my way down the block to meet my soon to be future.