AN: Hey guys, so this is chapter two. I'm not sure if I'm entirely happy with it. But I have limited time. This story was originally going to be a Naomi story with Emily thrown in for fun. But it's now a Naomily story with Katie thrown in for fun. I hope you enjoy. Thanks so much to all 17 people who reviewed, I appreciate them all! Plus, to any new people out there – I accept anonymous reviews, so if you don't have an account but want to review, go right ahead!

ultraviolet55 – I don't really see this story as AU, it's starting on the next year so it could in theory happen, lol. Just thought I'd let you know that.
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The conversation the night before had ended strangely. Not only had Naomi kept a pretty significant piece of information from Emily, but their conversation had ended badly. She wasn't mad anymore, she wasn't even mad to begin with. She was simply annoyed. They were supposed to be a couple; which to Emily meant sharing their lives and keeping no secrets; apart from surprises of course. The whole summer had been relaxing, a time for them to share more of themselves with each other, getting to know each other as girlfriends instead of just friends. The start of the school year both excited and pissed Emily off. She was ready to return to school and start working on coursework and revision. But at the same time she knew she'd miss the afternoons of lounging around in Naomi's bedroom; naked, clothed, together, apart, talking, silently. Every moment had been special and significant in the formation of their relationship. There would be weekends and holidays, but it was the first day of the year and a Monday; those moments she longed for seemed so far away that it made Emily want to scream.

"Come on!" Katie groaned, pulling her bag onto her shoulder and opening the front door before Emily could even slide her shoes on or finish her bowl of cereal.

"What is wrong with you?" Emily joked, a grin on her face.
"I've got a headache and I'm worn out, can we just go?" Katie responded, frustration in her voice.
"Oh, well, okay, let's go," Emily muttered, quickly following her sister out of the door.

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The corridor of the sixth form college was busy. Emily watched the crowd for the blond hair of her girlfriend, the first thing she did almost every time she walked into a room she knew Naomi would be in. She couldn't see her, so she followed Katie towards their lockers and piled in the text books she'd purchased the week before. Before she had a chance to close her locker, two hands reached around her shoulders and a mouth collided with hers with a passion that took only seconds for her to respond to.

"Good morning," Naomi greeted, their lips pulling apart long enough for her to speak.
"It is," Emily grinned, wrapping her arms around Naomi's waist and planting a small peck on her girlfriend's lips.
"Not this early, please," Katie groaned from the background.

Emily wanted to get annoyed at Katie's obvious mood, but when she glanced over, she could see how tired her sister looked. She pulled away from Naomi's side for a moment and moved towards Katie.

"Are you okay?"
"Will you stop asking that?" Katie snapped, "I just have a fucking headache."

A slight nod of Emily's head was enough Katie needed to turn on the spot and walk away, mumbling something about public displays of affection and the new yeargroup starting college. Emily watched Katie walk away, the usual spring in her sister's step missing.

"Is she okay?" Naomi checked; Emily nodded her head.
"She's been like this for days, she went out every night for the past week; I imagine she's a little worse for wear,"

The two girls shared a moment of laughter, before their arms were wrapped around each other in another embrace. Emily let herself relax entirely, the conversation the night before completely forgotten as she enjoyed Naomi's company and comfort.

"Emily," Naomi whispered, her face filled with concern. Emily could tell there was something going on in Naomi's head, something she was about to tell her.
"Where did Katie go?" Emily asked, interrupting Naomi.
Naomi looked around and quickly replied, "I don't know, I need to tell you..."

Naomi's eyes looked worried, there was something in the tone of her voice that made Emily think she needed to listen to her girlfriend. But her mind was torn. Something just as strong was telling her she had to find Katie.

"I need to go," she muttered, walking away from Naomi, "Sorry,"

It wasn't something Naomi said, but it was the way she looked at Emily that made her almost doubt her decision to find her sister. Naomi wasn't happy and Emily sensed there was something important she was about to share. But finding Katie was all she could think about. She walked down the corridor, Naomi at her heal. She pushed open the door to her form room and found Katie sat on a chair, her head in her hands.

"What's wrong?" Emily asked, her instincts telling her there was something more than a hangover as she crouched beside Katie.
Katie's voice quavered, tears filling her eyes, "I don't know."
"Do you feel sick?" Emily requested, holding her sister's shoulders.
"It doesn't matter," Katie replied, slipping out of Emily's grasp and walking past her, her hands wiping the tears from her face.

Emily stood and turned to watch her sister walk towards the door. She took a deep breath. Katie's recent mood wasn't that uncommon, but she didn't normally cry. There was something about Katie's mood that made Emily think something more was going on. She shared a puzzled glance with Naomi, before the blond walked over to stand beside her girlfriend.

"Emily, I need to," Naomi began.

But she was quickly interrupted again as the two girl's watched Katie stumble, her feet disappearing under her as she walked out of the door and landed on the cold, hard floor like a rag doll.

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