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Three thirty two, Emily read from her phone. She was waiting outside a classroom for Naomi to come out from her lesson. Lessons usually ended between twenty past and half past to avoid everyone trying to leave as soon as the 3.30 bell rang. It was very rare that any lesson actually went on past the bell. She wondered if Naomi was feeling better after leaving college early the day before last and not returning again until earlier that day. Emily had tried calling her, to see how she was, but their conversations were brief and Naomi had insisted that Emily not come over to nurse her better. She looked around the corridors as the last few people walked towards the exits. Except for a tall, blonde haired guy who was stood against the opposite wall staring at her.
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"Err hi," Emily called out.
"You're a friend of Naomi's, aren't you?" he asked.
"A friend?" Emily muttered.
The word friend taunted her, he said it so casually like it didn't mean much. Of course in most cases it didn't, but she was more than a friend to Naomi so it really bothered her.
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"Are you not? Sorry I just assumed 'cause she said you were friends."
"Oh no, we are...friends," she answered, the word feeling rough on her tongue.
"Are you James?" she asked trying to make conversation so as not to appear rude when all she wanted was to tell him the truth. He nodded his head. "I have a little brother called James."
He smiled at her, though his interest in her statement appeared none existent. She wondered why she even told him.
"People call me Jay."
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They stood in silence, Emily gazed around; from Jay to the floor, to the door that Naomi was behind. She then returned her eyes to Jay as he spoke again.
"Lots of pretty girls here aren't there?"
Emily laughed, more at the placement of his statement than the statement itself. She half nodded at him, not knowing what else to say.
"Do you know Naomi well?"
"Very well," Emily informed him, she's my girlfriend, the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't say them aloud.
"What does she like?" he asked, moving to stand beside her. "How can I get to know her better?"
Emily could feel her stomach turning in knots. A guy she didn't know was asking her advice on how to get with her girlfriend. She knew she had to reply, she still wanted to tell him the truth. But before she had time to answer, the classroom door opened and Naomi finally emerged in a small crowd.
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She was greeted by one of Naomi's smiles, it usually melted her heart and made her want to snog the face off her girl. But today she just glared at her.
"Afternoon, sorry I'm so late, the worm kept us back" then she noticed Jay stood beside her. "Oh hi Jay."
Emily could feel her anger rising up inside until she burst, her voice appearing cold and harsh. "I'm going to go leave you two alone, I mean I'm only a friend, he likes you by the way."
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Naomi looked confused and a little bit hurt by Emily's blunt comment, but Emily was pissed off and she didn't care who noticed it. She picked up her bag and headed off down the corridor.
"Wait, Em," Naomi called after her, but Emily didn't turn back.
"You ready to go?" Jay asked
"No." Naomi whispered, biting her lip "Can I call you later? I need to go after Emily."
"I suppose so."
"Sorry," she called out as she rushed off.
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Emily was walking through the front entrance when Naomi caught sight of her. She called her name causing her to stop walking and turned to face Naomi with her arms folded across her chest. She was not happy, she was hurt. But she didn't want Naomi to see that.
"Please don't leave, talk to me."
"Like we did in the summer?" Emily spat out, "Talk to you like I told you we shouldn't hide our feelings, like you agreed that once we came back here we would be open and honest?"
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She couldn't stand how much Naomi's lie had got to her, she wanted to cry, but she didn't want her to see her cry. When Naomi didn't answer, Emily walked out of the college and across the car park.
"Emily, its not like I meant to hurt you," Naomi called after her "Please, I didn't mean to not tell him, he just asked and I didn't correct him."
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Emily continued to walk away. Despite it being fifteen minutes since college ended, she saw Katie standing on the pavement just outside the college gates. Not wanting to be alone, Emily went to join her sister.
"What's wrong?" Katie asked when she noticed Emily walk over. It was all Emily could do not to cry. She bit her lip.
"Fuck," Emily called out as she bit her lip too hard and drew blood. But Katie just stared at her, wondering what was wrong.
"Emily wait, please can we talk properly," Naomi shouted from the car park.
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Emily turned around, then noticed Katie looking in the same direction, a look of anger on her face.
"What did you do to her?" Katie shouted, walking over to Naomi before either of them had chance to reply.
"None of your business, it's between me and Emily" Naomi muttered back.
"Katie come back your boyfriend is here," Emily called out to her sister, who was now stood in front of Naomi staring her down. Emily turned to the car that was vibrating from the volume of the music, the side window opened and Katie's boyfriend peered out, a stupid grin on his face.
"Come spank my monkey Katiecums."
Emily rolled her eyes and walked away from the car.
"Your foul mouthed boy is waiting, can we go?" Emily sighed, pulling on Katie's arm.
"Fine," she called back, glaring at Naomi before letting herself be pulled away by Emily.
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They climbed into Vikram's car and after an argument with Vik over taking Emily home, they drove off. Emily watched Naomi walking along the pavement before they drove past. She knew that it wasn't a major lie, that they would easily sort it out. But Emily couldn't help feeling like there was something else driving a wedge between them.
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