Hey all!

Thank you to all those who left reviews it really does make a difference and encourages me to continue writing, so I really really appreciate it! This chapter took a bit of fighting to get it out, I just want to get the the good stuff but I have to build up to it a bit first. But we'll get there! It also didn't help that the new trailer came out and everyone is having this crazy theories of Naomi having cancer, it actually it hurt me to consider that, made me a bit sad for a day... alright really sad for a day ;)This chapter is a bit shorter than the first two but I figured it was better than dragging out a chapter I wasn't to happy with. On to the story, enjoy!

P.S. To the reviewer who asked if I was going to have more buffy characters in the story I am planning on it. I definitely for sure have a few of them in mind, probably faith, buffy (at least a phone conversation) and a few others but that's for you to find out later ;)

As always I do not own skins/ buffy but if I did Naomi would have spent every episode in just a bra and Tara would have never died.

Ch. 3

Naomi's POV

The rest of the day progressed with nothing of note, that is until I went into my politics class. This class is always my favorite of the day, not only because the entire gang is here, but because politics is near and dear to my heart. Firstly, because of my teacher, Kieren, who just so happens to be my mothers boyfriend, the day I found that out was interesting to say the least. But really he's a harmless Irish man who is easily pleased with "regular sex and potatoes," an actual quote from mother dearest. Though he is with my mother he doesn't know about me being the slayer, we both figured it was best to keep that between my mother and I, at least for now. Secondly, If I wasn't the slayer I would pursue politics later on in life, maybe become a politician or even a lawyer but I simply will not have the time or the ability to commit to it, that is if I even made it past 25, which what I'm told is pretty rare. Sounds like the perfect job eh? Anyone care to sign up? I have high hopes though seeing as I personally know two slayers who have made it past 25 in Buffy and Faith, so I'm fairly confident I'll reach that myself, if only out of sheer stubbornness not allowing myself to be outdone by them.

So anyways, the day was progressing rather smoothly since the run in with Emily in the corridor. Emily Fitch. It suited her, Emily. I don't know what I was thinking when I told her that she was the only person I tie up, I guess I wasn't really. Thinking that is, it seems to be a common occurrence when the petite red head was nearby. I mentally smack myself for letting this girl under my skin.

I sit down in my usual seat, to the left of Effy with the rest of our mates paired up at tables along the way. We essentially took up the entire left side of the room. Cook went as far as to name it the "Scooby Lair", he's even gone so far as to call us all the "Scooby Gang'' and we all simply let him at this point, telling Cook no is like taking away candy from a child. In fact, I'm pretty sure that I took candy away from Cook before and he behaved exactly like a child. With this being the "Scooby Lair" and all, imagine my surprise when I hear Kieren say that we had two new members to the class and to see that they were sitting on the previously empty table in front of Pandora and Thomas.

"Alright you riley bunch of fuckers. We have two new member of the class. I figure since it's their first day we go round and say one thing about ourselves and all that bloody crap. We'll start with you two seeing as your new." Kieren says this with less enthusiasm that a snail could muster.

I see the first girl stand up and I would recognize that leopard top anywhere. "I'm Katie, I've never not had a boyfriend. And she's my lezza sister." Katie sits down.

I know it's coming and I prepare myself, I can already see the top of her bright head and I brace myself for the rest of her. Effy must see me tense up because I can see the unmistakable glint in her eye with her patented smirk placed firmly on her lips. She seems to be doing a lot of that today. I quickly look back to the front to see that Emily has stood up, and I can see the annoyance on her face, obviously not thrilled with Katie's introduction of her.

"I'm Emily and coincidentally I've never had a boyfriend." Cheeky. She says this with a wicked glint in her eye, purposefully directing her comment at her sister. I can't help but snort at her, as a master of sarcasm I recognize a good line when I hear one and that was a good line. Emily makes eye contact with me, obviously hearing me try and fail to hold in my laugh, as she throws a wink in my direction before she sits down. Fucking hell, who knew that someone could pull of the wink and not make it look creepy!

"I'm guessing then that, that makes you her lezza sister." Kieren replies causing the entire class to giggle a bit.

The rest of the intros go by rather smoothly, until its my turn of course. I stand up with the grace of an elephant. For a slayer you would think I'd be less clumsy. "I'm Naomi..." Fuck now what do I say. The only remotely interesting thing about me is that I slay vampires and demons every night but I can't very well tell them that. I see the expectant eyes of Emily, Goddamn those eyes. And fuck you Elizabeth Stonem I can feel your smirk. "...I-I hate injustice and like Ems I've also never had a boyfriend." Fuck why did I say Ems!? It's amazing how easily that nickname for her came off of my tongue, it was almost as if my tongue was made to say it, like it has been waiting all these years to finally be able to say the name that it was made to voice. I'm fucked. I sit down rather abruptly, trying to hide my face and embarrassment.

"Well this is fucking tops man. Two women who love women in the same room. What'ya you's two say to a threesome? No? Alright then I'm okay with just watching you's two go at it, Cookie monster can handle that." He throws a wink in my direction. He fucking knows what he's doing, that bastard. He turns around and whispers something to Emily just low enough for my slayer senses to not be able to hear it. Asshole.

I spend the rest of the lecture trying to figure out what Cook could have possibly said to Emily and if it was about me. I hope it was because the idea of Cook saying anything to Emily to further his cause of getting his "dick damp" with her causes me to see red. By the time the class is over I've thought of at least fifteen ways to kill one of my best mates. Though I don't know why, nothing is going to happen between you two. Just give it up now. It be better if Cook was with her then you wouldn't have the temptation.

Kieren dismisses us and I collect my things in a daze, still having an internal debate silently to myself.

"Just because you're the slayer doesn't mean that you have to fight everything. Some battles are worth losing..." Before I can even respond she is out of the door.

"How the bloody hell does she always do that?!" I growl in frustration as my best friends ability to read my mind.

"Talking to yourself now? You know people are going to think you're weird, what with your fetish and now this." I see the amusement in her eyes.

"I like to keep people in their feet, can't have them think that they know everything about me." I reply with just as much playfulness in my voice.

"Why do I get the feeling that not many people know anything about you Naomi, let alone everything." The light banter turning serious very quickly. And with those damn eyes that I can almost feel piercing into my soul, my very existence. How was she able to see this about me? How could she already start to be breaking into my carefully placed walls? How does she already know me, more than some people I've known for years? The fear must be evident on my face because Emily quickly looks away and changes the topic.

"So why were you in the library beating up a dummy an hour before school starts?"

Great, one impossible question for another. Perfect.

I manage to string together a response. "Practicing my self defense you know? Big dangerous London town and all that."

"In the library?"

"It's quiet and no one usually bothers me." I sent a playful smirk in her direction, she knows the last part was said because of her. "Plus, I'm really close with the librarian, he keeps my dummy in there and lets me at it whenever I want."

"Oh god."

"What?" I reply, extremely confused.

"You're like one of those kids that hang out in the library all the time aren't you? I can just picture it in my head now. You at the table looking chummy with the librarian who most likely wears glasses, has a tweed coat and matching pants, and to top it all off a bow tie."

"For your information, he doesn't wear a bow tie anymore, he simply wears a vest underneath his tweed jacket." We look at each other for a bit and burst out in laughter. I caught my breath but not after a few episodes of the giggles hits the both of us.

"All right, when you put it like that I do seem pretty pathetic."

"Your not pathetic, I think its cute." I can feel the blush rise up on my neck and growing to my cheeks. Emily must be feeling slightly embarrassed herself because she looks down at the floor and I'm pretty sure I see her blushing also. Ha! So you aren't invincible. Good to know.

We both continue to stand in an awkward silence for a bit until I realize that I'm late for training, which I never am. "Um, look I'd love to keep talking but I'm a bit late for something that I need to do. I'll see you later yeah?" Emily smiles slightly and nods.

I start to walk away before I remember something. "Emily!" I yell her name a bit to loudly causing her to jump a bit. "On Saturdays me and the gang usually go out to Goldz, it's like a club that everyone form college goes to. I was wondering if you'd like to come with us?" I see the hesitation in her eyes and quickly scramble. "You can bring whoever you want so you know someone or whatever. It's usually a good laugh and they have these really cool underground bands that perform all the time..." I realize that I'm starting to ramble and quickly stop.

"I'd love to, Naomi."

"Cool! Cool... we'll figure out the details later. See you tomorrow Emily."

Fuck. What was I thinking!? Why did I invite Emily?! Yeah Campbell, what happened to staying away from her. Great idea, inviting her along to a place that serves alcohol. One of your best ideas yet. I quickly try shake my thoughts from my head. It's a good thing I have training and patrol today because I really need to beat something up. I almost feel bad for the vamps and demons that get in my way tonight... I said almost.

I walk into the library already bracing myself for an upset Giles, but as it turns out my fears weren't warranted as I see Giles giggling and a shockingly lively Effy speaking to him.

"I swear if I didn't know you two as well as I do I would be worried about this scene." Catching them both off guard, Giles completely involved in Effy's story and Effy completely engrossed in telling it.

"You're just jealous Campbell." Effy replies with a rare but genuine smile. She is always much happier when she is around Giles. When Giles first came here, the two were drawn to each other, Effy seeing a chance for a father and Giles seeing the broken form of a previously strong girl. They got on like peanut butter and jelly. Giles is the father she never had to Effy and to me also, but him and Eff have a special bond and it does nothing but make me insanely happy when I see them interact. It was actually Giles that helped Effy to hone her powers. There was a moment where I thought Effy would go off the deep end and succumb to dark magic but then Giles came showed her the way of the light, as cheesy as that sounds. From what I understand, it is something that he is very good at, at least that's what Willow told me during one of our phone conversations. Giles was good for us, is good for us. He's the father that neither of us really had, and at this moment it was the perfect distraction to get my mind of Emily. My mind irrevocably going back to the red head. Still not knowing why I had invited her to club Saturday.

"Alright, you two ready for some training." Giles picks up a pair of extremely sharp throwing knives and a crossbow, Boy was I ever.