A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in a while, life been a bit hectic, trying to help organise my dad's wedding eek! Anyway, here is chapter two, I really don't like how this chap turned out, I didn't really feel inspired to write it-it was a major effort I can tell you now! Maybe it is because I really disliked Cook's episode? I hope that's why and it's not because I am at the start of writers block…I shudder at the thought!

Disclaimer: I don't own Skins…yet (jokes).

The first week of college had gone by relatively smooth. Katie and I had found ourselves attached to an odd assortment of friends, I wouldn't really call "us" a group yet, but we are on the way to it. Katie flirts with the boys whilst trying to appear as cool as Effy, whereas I prefer to make jokes with Panda and stay in the background. We muck along, glad that we don't have to go through this journey alone. Yet there seems to be one person who seems just fine with two years of solitude. Yeah, you guessed it, Naomi.

The looks between us are a daily occurrence, yet she still hasn't bothered to try to start a conversation with me. We are in all the same classes, the same tutor group and she even lingers on the fringe of our group when we have lunch. Yet she wont say a damn word to anyone unless they say something first. Katie still hasn't forgiven her for their little altercation on the first day of college and makes sure to make Naomi feel uncomfortable whenever she is within hearing distance. Of course Naomi being Naomi retorts back to every insult Katie throws at her before storming off.

They had another argument today, and this time, instead of just sitting there after Naomi stormed off, I followed her. I managed to catch up with her just as we rounded the corner and I grabbed her wrist to stop her in her tracks.

'Naomi, wait up; I'm sorry Katie's such a bitch, she's just a little overprotective of me you see…why don't you sit back down with us?' She threw me an incredulous look.

'Thanks Emily, but you don't need to apologise for your sister, I don't care what she thinks of me. And no way am I going to sit over there with a bunch of moronic fuckwits who I don't give a shit about. So if you would excuse me…' She made to walk off but I stopped her again.

'They're not all a bunch of moronic fuckwits you know, well maybe Cook is but anyway…you should get to know them, they are a nice bunch of people and I think you'd fit in well. It's nice to have people look out for you y'know?'

'Is it?' she replied. 'You don't know anything about me Emily so if you don't mind could you please leave me alone?' I can't believe how insular this girl is. What has happened in her past to make her like this?

'Fine. Go. But if you change your mind we'll all be down the pub later to celebrate Cook's birthday. You don't need to be alone Naomi, I want to be friends with you. We want to be friends with you.' Naomi looked at me in shock before turning on her heel and walking away. I watched her go before heading back to the others, not mentioning a word of what just occurred.

It is now early evening and Katie and I have just bumped into Effy and Pandora on the way to Cook's party. I'm walking a few steps behind Katie as I'm trying to be extra careful with the cake that Katie and I made earlier. Baking is something that Katie and I always do together; we try to find time at least once a week to bake something. Twin bonding and all that.

We enter the pub and the boys are already there; JJ and Freddie standing there awkwardly watching Cook make a spectacle of himself as he pours a pint over himself. We sit down after ordering a round of drinks and the silence is unbearable. Cook keeps on pestering for more alcohol and the boys and Panda decide to do shots. They all do one shot each bar Cook who downs about ten in a row, pausing before each one to let out a howl. Silence reigns once again. This is a really shit party. I think I have more fun at the Premier Inn parties that Katie drags me to. At least there is music playing at those. Instead our entertainment is watching Cook drink his way through the entire pub. Fun.

JJ has just told Cook he has a present for him. He brings forward a pint of water, before putting a cloth over it. He does some funny hand movements before he takes away the cloth, revealing the pint of water, this time with a goldfish inside. Wow, JJ is pretty good at this magic shit. I'm sitting right opposite him and I have no idea how he made that fish appear. In all my awe I almost miss Cook taking the pint glass and swallowing the contents down-goldfish included. That is fucking disgusting-I can't believe he just swallowed a goldfish, oh Christ I think I'm going to be sick. Nope, Panda beat me to it. We move to a clean table and Cook orders yet another round of drinks. Has the boy not heard of liver failure?

Just as we sit down on a different table, I hear someone come through the entrance door. The group collectively turns round to see who it is. It's Naomi, standing there looking like a lost sheep.

'Oh God, here comes the social retard-who invited her anyway?' I elbow Katie in the ribs. Man she can be so rude.

'I invited her ok-so just cut her some slack will you?' I hiss at my twin, hoping that Naomi didn't hear Katie's latest attack on her.

Naomi makes her way over to our table and sits next to Freddie, who is opposite me. She says a meek 'hi' to everyone, which most of us (bar Katie) return.

'So Naomi, we're at the gifts stage now yeah, and I know exactly what I want my present from you to be. Can you guess?' Cook leers at her. What a pig.

'No,' she remarks sarcastically. 'What is it?' He leans forwards so his face is only a couple of inches away from hers.

'I'll spell it out; you, my cock…'

'Hey Cook; Katie and I made this for you!' I reveal the cake from underneath the table and hand it to Cook. He takes it from me, distracted from his abuse towards Naomi.

'Nice one twins!'

'It's double choc chip cookie.' Katie chips in. JJ looks eager to try some and asks Cook for a taste but he is quickly rebuffed.

'My cake.' Cook simply states before delving his hand right into the middle of the cake, taking a big chunk out of it and devouring it. He proceeds to eat the rest of the cake in front of us, right down to the last few crumbs. He lets out a big belch before downing another pint of beer. He has got to be one of the most disgusting men I have ever met. I have said that this is the most shit party I've ever been to?

Seems like I'm not the only one to think that as Katie and Effy soon let their opinions be heard. After some debating about what we could do/where we could go to liven this thing up, we decide (well Cook decides) to head on over to an engagement party that is being thrown by Freddie's sister's friend. It's being held on a boat not too far from here so we make our way over, only to be stopped by a burly looking bouncer. He says we can't come in unless we're on the guest list. Cook starts to give him some aggro and I think we may have to make a hasty exit if he follows through with any of his threats.

Two girls exit the boat and come over to us; I'm guessing that they're Freddie sister and the host of this party. Cook somehow manages to charm our way into the party by producing something from his back pocket. We file our way in, only to find that this party is just a shit as the one we just left. The deck is full of middle aged men in tracksuits-half of them in white, the other half green. Is it too late to turn back?

Cook is still flirting with the blonde friend of Karen's. He is chugging down the free champagne which draws the attention of one the blokes clad in a white tracksuit. He is scruffy looking and gets right in Cook's face before asking him who he is. Turns out the guy is notorious gangster Jonny White (I guess that explains the dodgy tracksuits then) and the father of the soon-to-be bride. Once he leaves Cook laughs whilst the rest of the group berate him for winding up a supposed murderer.

I turn to look at Naomi-she looks as unimpressed as I am. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to invite her here. The group isn't exactly at its best. I give her a reassuring smile which she returns, though I notice it looks forced.

'So who wants some drugs?' Cook reveals a small packet containing a white powder. All the girls bar Naomi and I instantly agree to try some, and make their way to the toilets with Cook. I grab Katie's arm and spin her round.

'Katie! What do you think you're doing? You don't even know what he's got for fuck's sake!' I'm no angel when it comes to illegal substances, but I draw the line at this. She looked at me briefly before turning back to Effy and the others. I watched her walk out of sight into the toilets. Freddie, JJ, Naomi and I stand there in silence. God, why the fuck did I agree to come to this party? I don't even like Cook-he is a massive dicksplash!

JJ starts muttering about Effy and points into the crowd. She has reappeared from the toilets, Katie and Pandora in tow. Each have a completely different look plastered on their face; Effy, impassive as usual; Pandora giggling with a goody grin; and Katie…well you know the saying if looks could kill? Yeah, that would be Katie right about now. My darling twin storms up to me and throws her hands up in the air.

'Pandora just went and ate all the drugs! How am I meant to enjoy myself now?' I burst out laughing at the thought of Panda eating the drugs like candy. Naomi seems to be struggling from keeping a smile from appearing. I nudge her and the smile finally appears, followed by a small giggle. Thank the Lord; Naomi Campbell has a sense of humour!

We joined Effy and Panda and worked our way through the crowd to the middle of the dance floor. The music wasn't that great, but at least it was something to dance to. Effy didn't seem to care who was touching her, infact it looked like she didn't even realise she was the object of lust for many of the men surrounding her. Including Freddie and JJ, it seems; both of them are throwing daggers with their eyes at any man who comes within a meter of her. Boys will be boys.

I notice that Naomi looks bored again and I'm beginning to wonder what exactly it is that the girl does for fun. Being the kind soul that I am, I decide to put Naomi out of her misery. I tell Katie of my plans, which she raises an eyebrow to before shrugging it off; I take Naomi's hand, dragging her outside.

'Where are we going?' I turn to face Naomi; she looks quite relived that we are no longer on the dance floor.

'It looked like you were having a shit time so I thought I should walk you home.'

'You don't have to do that Ems, I can look after myself.' Naomi sighed.

'Well, to be honest, I wasn't enjoying myself that much either, so it's a win-win situation for both of us.' I chuckle. We stand in silence for a few moments before I indicate that we should start moving.

I normally love silence; I guess that comes from having a loudmouth sister like Katie, but this I cannot stand. It's awkward. This is where I wish I had Katie's ability to talk the hind legs off a donkey. Hmm, I guess I don't actually know that much about Naomi, maybe I should ask her something about herself?

'So…do you have any brothers or sisters?' Naomi quirks her eyebrow at me for the second time today. Wow that's hot. Fuck-where did that come from? I shake my head of random thoughts and wait for Naomi to answer.

'Why are you being so nice to me?'

'Because I want to be your friend-haven't we been through this already Naomi? Did you not believe me before?'

'Oh. Right,' she paused. 'It's just me and my mum…and about 15 freeloaders who use my mum's good will to their own gain.'

'What's that all about then?' I ask, glad that she seems to be opening up.

'The mad cow is on one of her "save the world" missions again, she seems to think communal living will save the planet or something…it's fucking annoying, there isn't a moment of peace at our house!'

'You think you have it bad? Try living with a loudmouth like Katie!'

'There are random men walking around naked in my house!'

'I've have a younger brother who watches me when I'm in the shower!'

'Well, I-what?! Your brother does what? That's gross!' Naomi starts laughing and I hit her playfully on the arm, pretending to show disdain at her finding hilarity in my predicament.

'Hippy.'

'Clone.'

'Naturist.'

'Girl who is perved on.'

'How is that an insult to me?' I rasp through giggles.

'I dunno…shush-just because I won that argument!'

'Your logic is severely lacking you know?'

'Yeah, yeah, whatever Fitch-you gonna stop anytime soon? This is my house.' I look at where we have stopped. Naomi's house is looming in front of us in all of its yellowness. Kind of fits the hippy look. We say our goodbyes and I head off home, looking forward to a cup of tea whilst watching the TV and waiting for Katie to get back.