Hi! I have a little surprise for you... It's Katie Fucking Fitch Bitches! Wow, can you tell I'm excited ha ha. This is me, trying to write from many POV'S, Katie is so fun to write in. She can be so... SASSY! Anyways, I hope you like this chapter. It is a bit of a build up so... Yeah! And as always, thank you for reading and reviewing, all that :)

Oh! one last thing. Anyone have any suggestions as to what that song September played for Emily could be? Let me know what you think!

Chapter 6

Katie POV

Hey K, I need your help. September played a show today, and she was really great, but she played... You know that song me and Nai... Anyway. I burst into tears and I made a right mess of things. What should I do? - E

What the hell?

I was in the middle of typing up some wedding vows for this wanker when my phone buzzed. Mom told me that he works a lot and didn't have time to do it. So naturally, my mother assured him that we would be happy to help, Ugh, since we were organizing the wedding. You'd be suprised how many guys ask us to do this for them actually. So here I am, staring at that little line on the screen click, clicking away when I was brought out of my daydream of bursting in during the guys speech and saying "Hey babes, you like what you hear? Good 'cause I wrote it!" by the sound of my phone going off. It was a text from Ems, which is wierd because she had told me earlier that she was being taken out for a day on the town with September, and of course Em being so bloody excited she had to text me about it; but also warn me not to intrude with calls or anything.

Don't tell me, you ate too many hotdogs or something and you ruined your 'romantic' moment by puking 'em all up. Lezzer.

Now, don't get me wrong, I love September. Ew! Not THAT way! Okay, so maybe I had a little girl crush on her at the beginning... That didn't mean I wanted to munch her muff! Anyways, I love her. But I just don't understand the whole lezza thing. Her and Em could get any bloke they wanted... Well. If I'm being honest with myself here, I think Em did pretty good. September treats her like bloody royalty and most of that was even before they started dating. She has been really good for Ems. I haven't seen this side of my sister in a really long time, and I have September to thank for that. Believe it or not, I kind of think that she is the reason that Emily and I have such a close relationship now. Yes, we are continents apart and that does help, but Emily is just so much more... Ugh I don't know how to describe it.

"What the fuck Ems!"

"I know I know, I couldn't help it! What is wrong with me... What do I do?"

"Ems, just talk to her okay? She's gonna, like, forgive you yeah? She just needs an explanation. And be HONEST! Lezza's can sense when you ain't bein' honest. It must be their superpower..."

"Katie! God enough of the lesbian jokes okay? Not right now"

"Okay okay, I'm sorry. It'll be fine though okay? Go talk to her. And I'm here if you need any help"

"Thanks K" And with that, the line went dead.

My sister has had a rough few years. Mostly because of that muff buffer Naomi. She hurt my sister so many times, and I kick myself everyday because I let it happen. I stood back and watched that day when Naomi 'confessed her love' to my sister and I did nothing. It's my job to protect Emily and I just fucking stood there. I don't know what Emily ever saw in her. Yes she was beautiful, but that's about it. Have you ever been attracted to someone, but when you pluck up enough courage to talk to that person and they open their mouths to reveal a unattractive, bitch of a personality? Well that was Naomi. To me. I know I've seen a different side of her a few times, like when I tricked her at the coffee shop pretending to be Ems, or that time at the shed, but I could never have the patience to wait for that person to come out in terms of a relationship. It would just be too exhausting. But then again, that's just me. Whenever Ems and I used to get into fights, she would tell me that I was just like Naomi, but she was wrong. I thought about it a lot, mostly because I hated being compared to her, but I realized that Em actually was wrong. Naomi acts like a bitch because she is. It's just her personality. Like, she was raised by wort hogs and grew up without learning about manners. Me on the other hand, I was a bitch because it was what all the popular girls acted like. I thought it would get me noticed, which it did. I did it for attention, Naomi didn't. And now, I'm a bit more grown up and have turned that into a sassy attitude because, well, that's just who I seem to be. And let's face it, sass is hot!

After Em hung up I tried to type out this guy's vows again, making sure all that lovey dovey shite was included in there. I've met the guy, and let me just tell you. If I was that girl, I would KNOW that he didn't write this. But love is blind I guess.

"Katie darling, how is the writing coming?"

"Like thundershit, mom. Why do you always insist on giving these wanks help with their bloody vows?"

"Katie, don't speak like that. It's not lady like. And anyways, sometimes these blokes just need help expressing themselves on paper dear. Not everyone is as articulate as you"

"And Emily" I stated bluntly.

"...Yes of course dear. Now finish up, chop chop. I need you to help me with the Lillies soon"

Never fails. Everytime I mention Emily mom just tenses up. She hasn't even talked to Emily since she left, do you believe that?! Ems was right, mom just treats me nice because I like guys. Sometimes I wish I could like a girl just to see what mom would do. She can be a heartless cow sometimes.

Click, click, click. Fucks sake, I can't think right now.

"Ma! I'm going out to get some caffine, I'll be back in a few shakes!"

I didn't wait for her reply and just left. I couldn't think of what to write and I needed to clear my head. So I grabbed my coat, flung it over my shoulders and pushed out the doors of our little 'Get Fitched!' Shop. I walked down the street, taking in the scent of the fresh rain and hearing my shoes squash underneath me through the puddles on the street. I turned down another street a few minutes later and arrived at the quiet little coffee shop on the corner. I had discovered it one night after working late at the shop. Mom and dad were arguing, about James this time. My mom was so scared that his wearing dresses was turning him into 'one of those gays', and my dad was adiment it was just a phase having nothing to do with his sexuality. Well, dad then made the mistake of telling mom that even if James was gay, it wouldn't matter. Well that set mom right off. She accused him of bad parenting, that if James was gay it was his fault because dad wasn't manly enough to be a role model, all that. I'd had enough when she accused dad of making Emily gay, that she would be straight if dad just took her side. I didn't want to stick around for that show. And I bit down on my toungue so hard when she said that, I just had to leave before I started like, spitting out blood. Now THAT, wouldn't have been very lady like.

I made my way over to the coffee shop and opened the doors, the strong smell of esspresso filling my nostrils. It was refreshing, and I felt, like, more awake. So I walked up to the counter and placed my order, and took a quick look at the staff Shit. No hot guys working today. Oh well. before handing the girl some money for my order. I noticed her watching me while I did my hottie scan, as if she was waiting for my trail of vision to focus on her... When I gave her the money she took it from me without breaking eye contact, and had a little smirk on her face while doing it. Uh, creeper much? She placed her hand on mine to take that change and I noticed she grazed her fingers slightly down my wrist before taking the change from me. What the fuck was that about? So I gave her a tight lipped smile before making my way to the other counter to wait for my order to be ready. I was standing at the counter trying to figure out why that girls' touch on my wrist gave me Goosebumps when I heard one of the barrista's say:

"Naomi Campbell? Order up!"

You had better be that shoe throwing super model, bitch.

Whoo! That was fun! Just to let you know, I love when people include a little Keffy into their stories, so that's where the ending of this chapter came from! I probably won't write Keffy though, because I feel I want to take some chances with Katie and Effy separately. I hope you like this chapter, it was also very fun to write.

See you soon!

Violet