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May I present to you, chapter 9

Katie POV

9 months later...

I am so freakin' excited right now. I'm at Heathrow Airport and about to get on a plane, but not before standing in this unreasonably long line at Carluccio's to get a nice big espresso and deli sandwich. My reason for being here? I'm on my way to visit Emily in New York. It's almost Christmas and I miss her. A lot. There's been a lot going on in my life and I miss having my sister around. We obviously haven't seen much of eachother since she left for Uni, but it's the holidays and I needed my sister.

My dad and James wanted to come visit, but they couldn't leave my mom alone over Christmas. Of course, mom won't visit Emily. She is aware that Emily shares a dorm with September, and as she hovers around during our webchats, she now knows they are together and doesn't want to be around it. A few months ago, I was webchatting with Emily and we were talking about how her and September moved into a couple's dorm, she showed me around with her laptop while they were still unpacking. It's like a mini apartment for couples with 2 bedrooms and a bathroom, and a fully equipped kitchen. If I'm being honest though, I don't know how they do it. A girls' gotta have her own bathroom! Women sharing that kind of space has GOT to be hell! But Emily assures me that September doesn't take long in the bathroom. Now, it's no lush flat, but since they are both attending school and can't afford place on their own, the University just made a few different kind of dorms for students to stay at. And they are allowed company over the holidays, so why the hell not right? Anyways, I'm getting off topic. So during this webchat, mom was overhearing and I guess she heard when Emily was talking about how wonderful everything is going between them, and that she had told September for the first time that she loved her. It was sickenningly sweet, but of course, leave it to the infamous Jenna Fitch to ruin that moment.

So long story short, my mom refuses to visit Emily, dad is smitten with September as am I, and James just wanted to come to see if September was and I quote: 'A hot piece of fanny'. Ugh, he is SUCH a perv. I thought the little twat would have had the creep kicked out of him by now...

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I take the first sip of my espresso and wince at the heat of it, I should have paid more attention.

"Oh bloody hell!" I stuck my tounge out which was the most embarassing thing I could have done based on what happens next.

"Hey, are you okay? It looks like you just drank a cup of boiling hot lava"

I look up to see a girl looking at me caringly, and she quickly rummages through her bag before handing me a plastic spoon and cup of greek yogurt.

"Here, this will help cool your mouth off" She says

She is an airline stewardess, that much I can tell. But she is beautiful, she has eyes that are the color of Pounamu and hair as black as ravens wings. I rake my focus from her eyes and down the gentle curve of her nose, and then down to her mouth. her lips are perfect, adjacent to her face; small and subtle. I quickly snap myself out of... whatever the fuck I was doing because I notice a sly smile creeping its way onto her face, and I feel my face suddenly start to feel warmer than the sun. So I take a mouthful of the yogurt and feel an instant wave of cool that actually surprised me. i'll have to remember this trick...

"Better?"

"Y... Yeah, thank you"

"You're welcome" She smiles at me, and then picks her bag up from off the floor at her feet. She starts to walk away, and I find the ability to shout "Wait!" at her that startled both me and her at the sheer volume of my voice. I blush again What the fuck is wrong with me? and manage to say "Sorry, I just, like... how did you know... that well ... it would help?"

She gives a small chuckle and replies "When you do what I do for a living, you learn how to heal a lot of ailments quickly to make the flights more bearable. Especially when there are small children on board"

I nod in reply, not thinking of anything else to shout out at the moment. She gives me another smile and says "enjoy your flight miss... ?"

"Katie" I reply, a little too eagerly for my liking.

"Katie..." She breathes, as if testing the name out on her tongue

"It suits you"

I smile back at her and would say I blushed again, but let's face it. It hasn't left my stupid face the entire time. She gives me one last smile and embarks on her way towards the gates, and I can't get any more antsy to see my sister. I really have to figure out where this shit is coming from.

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"Emsy!" I shout through the crowd, and being of my stature, I know that Emily can't see me because I definitely can't see her. But then, I spot September in the crowd trying to get to me, and I know Emily isn't far behind her. September is a little bit taller than us, making it easier for her to find me in a crowd. We finally reach each other, and let me just say. This airport is fucking packed. A lot more than Heathrow. Whatever.

"Katie, hey how was your flight? Here let me take your bags" September takes my huge carry on from me and smiles at the weight of it, giving me a look like how the fuck did you even carry this thing before stepping aside to let Emily get to me.

"I missed you"

"Me too Katie"

We grab eachother into a bone crushing hug, and September makes her way back to us through the crowd with my carry on in a luggage cart. I take a moment to properly greet Sept with a hug and look between her and Emily. They are all smiles, and it's nice. I hate romantic bullshit, but I'm fine with them. Sometimes it's just nice to see genuine happieness.

I must have been looking at them too long because Emily furrows her brows and asks me "What?"

"Nothing" I reply. "Just happy to be here" I smile

"Look, you guys catch up, I'll wait for your bags to come through the turnstile. What color are they?" September asks

I stick out my fingers and start checking them off one at a time "Pink, Purple, Red and there should be a pale green one..."

"Katie! are you moving in or what? four suitcases for two weeks?"

"Hey!" I scoff "I'm in a new country! I need to like, look proper lush if I'm going to pull a fit bird like you did!"

My face flushed as soon as the words came out of my mouth and I'm sure I looked like I had just seen a ghost, because I hear Sept mumble something like "Aaaand THAT'S my que..." before she practically runs towards the turnstiles where luggage has started spitting out of the shoot.

"...Fit... Bird?" Emily was as shocked as I was

"Uh..." I stutter "Yeah, 'cause like, you've got a fit ... I mean you've got Sept and I ... Uhm"

Focus Katie!

"Right. I just want to hook someone as lush as you did, yeah? Nothing wierd. Just came out like that" She seemed a bit sceptical of my answer but accepted it eventually. We made our way over to September who was struggling with my last bag, the Purple one.

"The fuck Katie, what do you have in here, David Beckham?"

"or apparently Victoria" Emily said sarcastically

"What?" September was confused

"She's just joking, she likes to pretend I like tits and fanny too so she doesn't feel so al-"

I was cut off before I could finish my sentence with Emily shoving my shoulder "I was NOT! you're the one earlier who said you wanted to hook a 'fit bird' like I did!"

Fuck Emily!

I went 20 shades of red when September tried her best to stifle a full on laugh when she said "Well, you've come to the right place if you need tips"

Fuck my life, this is going to be a long trip.

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We arrived back at the flat and it was actually pretty nice; they had decorated really well. You could tell what stuff was Emily's and what stuff was Septembers'. Emily loves very modern, clean styles where September likes that too, but she was very eclectic as well. So you could tell just from the entrance that the clean cut chestnut colored key table at the front door was Emily, but the tall ship in a bottle resting on top of it was definately September. I laughed a little at myself, because I could just see it now. The perfect couple, just decorating without a thought, and both of them loving the space just because it was theirs. Gag me.

September brought my bags into the guest room while Emily pointed me in the direction of the loo, because I was in desperate need of a wee and a face scrub. I quickly washed up and went into the kitchen, where I found Emily standing at the counter, just staring at the kettle she had turned on with one hand resting on the side of the counter. She looked lost in thought, so instinctivly my thoughts go to negative.

"Em? You okay?"

She snaps out of her daze and nods, and when the kettle goes off she starts pouring the hot liquid into three seperate tea cups. September comes into the kitchen and urges me to take a seat and make myself at home while walking over to Emily. She hands September a cup and is awarded with a chaste kiss on the lips, probably for my benifit I think, before taking a sip and sitting it down at the table. She doesn't sit down herself, not until Emily brings me my tea and sits down at the table with her own cup; across from me and to the left of September. Emily rests her hand on Sept's left knee and she places her hand on top of Emily's to intertwine their fingers while we drink our tea.

We chat for a bit about small things, like my flight, dad, all the new devious things James has gotten up to. We never talk about mom, Emily doesn't bring it up and niether do I. She knows. Anyways, after a few hours September apologises and says that she needs to go to bed because her last class starts early in the morning. Obviously they don't have the same schedules because Emily's last class was this afternoon. I tell her not to worry, that there is plenty of time to chat over the break. So she kisses Emily goodnight, a little longer this time, while gently stroking Emily's cheek with her thumb before standing up from the table with her empty tea cup in hand. She gives my shoulder a gentle squeeze and wishes me sweet dreams before putting her cup in the wash and heads to bed. After about 30 minutes or so of more aimless chatting, I can tell something is on Emily's mind and I decide to take the plunge.

"Em, you seem preoccupied, is everything alright?"

She looks up and me and has a look on her face, almost like there are two Emily's battling inside her to determine what she will say next. Someone must have won the war because she opens her mouth and says "Actually, there is something I need to talk to you about"

I swallow hard in my throat, because I'm not sure what's up. I'm really hoping it's nothing bad. So I nod to her and tell her "Of course, talk away"

She takes a deep breath before she begins "Well, classes are over soon, and that means my visa will be up too"

I cut in "Have you and September talked about it?"

"Of course, I asked her to come back to the UK with me and she said she would be happy to. She's actually quite excited to be honest, she's never been"

I was confused because now I really didn't know where she was going with this.

"Okay... so then what's the problem"

She shifts in her seat and pulls out a small black box from her bag that was hung behind her chair and looks at it hesitantly before handing it over to me. I take it in my hands and look to her to see if there is any indication in her features as to where this is headed; but there's nothing. So I decide to open it, and what I find inside almost knocked the wind out of me. Inside the box was a white gold ring, with two black diamonds in it's center, and four small white diamonds between and beside the two black ones. The gold is wrapped around in a way that it almost looks like foil, with jagged edges encasing around the stones. I look at it for a minute, it is gorgeous. I look up at Emily with a questioned look on my face, and her response was a mix between excitement and fear when she says to me in a hushed tone:

"I want to ask September to marry me"

Dun dun duuuuun! Oh the agony! I know this because some of you have reviewed that you are particularly interested in seeing how I go about getting Emily and Naomi together again... If I decide too that is :O How dare I right?! Well! let me ease your pain a little... 'Hindsight is 20/20, live in the moment and don't try to peek into the future'! haha :P

Back in a jiff my homies!

Violet