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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, Gen
  Fandom:
      Skins_(UK)
  Relationship:
      Naomi_Campbell/Emily_Fitch, Katie_Fitch/JJ_Jones, Pandora_Moon/Thomas
      Tomone, James_Cook/Effy_Stonem, James_Cook/Freddie_McLair/Effy_Stonem
  Character:
      Naomi_Campbell_(Skins_UK), Emily_Fitch, Katie_Fitch, JJ_Jones, Pandora
      Moon, Thomas_Tomone, James_Cook_(Skins_UK), Effy_Stonem, Freddie_McLair,
      Karen_McLair
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe, POV_Alternating
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-12-20 Updated: 2018-02-13 Chapters: 2/? Words: 3785
****** The Beauties ******
by everythinghappensforareason17
Summary
     AU: When Cook somehow gets them invited to the party of the year. JJ
     and Naomi get more than they bargained for when they learn that it's
     a Fitch party
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Routine (JJ) *****
Chapter_One: Routine (JJ's POV)
 
JJ kept to himself. He didn't speak unless spoken to, and then it's usually as
short and to the point as he could manage, depending on the situation. He
didn't mingle due to his inexperience, and he never overstepped where he wasn't
wanted, for fear of being a bother. He especially avoided girls his own age
altogether for a simple reason: he understood them even less then he understood
people in general… and unexplainable things just caused JJ to mentally sweat,
so he avoided them.
JJ liked routine and often counted on things going according to his plan. God
forbid if they didn't! The halls were usually empty during this time of day and
JJ was counting on that; he really didn't want to get caught doing what he was
about to do. He slid pass the abandoned classroom to the side hallway near the
east entrance. Freedom was close and JJ could practically smell it as he ran
toward the steel door. JJ barely made it before 5th bell rang. JJ sighed with
relief before he nearly jumping out of his skin.
"Gay J! You fucking came!" a familiar voice screamed.
"Fucking hell, Cook! You scared the shit out of me!" JJ spoke after he was sure
he wasn't going to have a heart attack.
"Sorry, Gay J. I'm just happy you made it!" Cook laughed. "You usually flake
out on me." He smiled and pulled JJ into a bear hug.
JJ had to mentally remind himself not to flinch at the unexpected touch. "Who
else is coming?" JJ asked, once Cook let go of him.
"Naomi and the Fredster," Cook shrugged happily.
"How the hell you get them to agree?" JJ asked.
"Well, Naomi was easy. All I had to say was booze and girls. She was
practically foaming at the mouth and Freddie was a little harder, but the
promise of endless drugs was too overwhelming for the man." JJ laughed along
with Cook.
Cook became JJ's best mate in middle school after they became science partners,
and even though the friendship was unexpected and Cook sometimes annoyed the
hell out of JJ, he loved him and he knew Cook loved him too.
JJ became mates with Naomi and Freddie last year during their first year of 6th
form. Freddie was easier to get along, with since he was extremely laid back
and calm. The boy smoked a lot of weed. This, in turn, kept JJ calm when Cook's
escapades got them in trouble.
But Naomi was something else! Naomi was just as wild as Cook, if not more so.
She loved the drugs and alcohol, but she loved girls even more. Women were the
one thing that Cook and Naomi shared together… sometimes literally! Any chance
either of them could get to party, they took it. Didn't no matter how shitty
the area or party and somehow made it about themselves and their needs. But JJ
could give them one thing: they always made a shitty party legendary.
That wasn't why it took Naomi a little longer to get in JJ's good graces and
for him to consider her a true mate. It was because she was incredibly cynical
and rude to everyone and that just wasn't JJ's cup of tea. But she ended up
proving she actually had a soft spot for him the night she stopped making out
with a hot girl from the university to keep him company when Cook ditched him
to make out with some blonde bimbo with huge tits and an even bigger smile if
that was even humanly possible. JJ hadn't thought the blonde was particularly
nice or attractive… well, at least not to JJ anyway. When JJ asked why Naomi
ditched her date and was being nice to him, she simply gave him a confused look
and said, "You're Cook's best mate… and since Cook's my mate too, that makes
you my mate as well." Naomi and JJ stayed silent for the rest of the night, not
feeling the need to break the comfortable silence that descended upon them
because in it they truly became mates. JJ never questioned Naomi's friendship
again and Naomi never felt the need to solidify it; they were mates plain and
simple.
"Why are they not here yet?" JJ was becoming fidgety. They still had a high
risk of being caught in the window between 5th bell and the beginning of 6th.
"I don't know, mate. Chill. They'll be here," Cook said. JJ's nervousness was
killing his high from anticipating the party they were soon going to.
"Don't tell me to chill, Cook! They said they'd be here, they should be here!"
JJ's nervousness was turning into anger and that wasn't good because no one
wanted JJ to be angry. It was then, almost like magic, that Naomi and Freddie
decided to make their appearance. Freddie was doing some type of James bond
shit that looked neither suave nor becoming on him. It just looked well
extremely stupid. To make things worse, he was even singing the damn theme
song! Naomi just look really bored and annoyed.
Once Freddie decided to cut out the stupid crap after Naomi's foot "accidently"
almost kicked his groin, JJ asked, "What the hell took you guys so long?"
JJ was on the border between annoyed and angry. I don't even want to be here!He
thought angrily.
Naomi simple rolled her eyes at his question. "Freddie decided he wanted to be
a damn ass for fifteen minutes with that James Bond shit and we almost got
caught! We had to hide in an empty classroom for a few seconds before we could
leave."
"Yeah, mate. It was freaky! We had to lock ourselves in this closet filled with
animal parts and shit. Smelled real bad…" Freddie and Cook nearly busted a gut
at that and JJ and Naomi simply exchanged a look and waited.
"Cook, mate, where we going anyway?" Naomi decided that Cook and Freddie would
go on forever if left to their own devices and knew she was going have to get
the ball rolling if they were ever going to get anywhere. Cook stopped laughing
and gave Naomi his full attention.
"Well, children, why… the greatest party of the year!" Cook screamed.
"Wanna scream a little louder, Cook? I don't think the state sector heard ya!"
Naomi said with the same annoyed look JJ was sure he had on his own face.
"Who's throwing it?" Freddie asked.
"Why… the Fitches! Who else?" Cook gave them an incredulous look but JJ chose
to ignore that. He was too busy with the name that just popped out of Cook's
mouth.
Twin sisters, Emily and Katie Finch belonged to the most popular clique at
Roundview, called The Beauties. The Beauties were known for three things: Their
beauty (obviously), their promiscuous behavior (they pretty much slept with
anyone that caught their eye), and their legendary parties. They really did put
Naomi's and Cook's to shame. It was an honor to be invited to their parties
since they were both exclusive and secret.
"Goddamn it, Cook!" Naomi yelled, "Why didn't you tell me it was a godforsaken
Fitch party?" Naomi looked more than pissed; she looked downright, well… livid.
"Because I knew you wouldn't come," Cook said with a cheeky grin. It was a
known fact around Roundview that Naomi despised Emily Fitch. No one knew
exactly why, but JJ's guess was that it had something to do with sex. It always
did with Naomi, plus Emily was the only lesbian member of the Beauties. Emily
and Naomi always had these intense competitions going on. It could be about
anything… from who could eat the most chili peppers to who could stare at each
other the longest. Emily always won and that just pissed off Naomi even more
than their baser problem…whatever that was. Naomi hated to lose at anything.
JJ's problem with the Beauties had nothing to do with Emily. In fact, he quite
liked Emily; she was nice enough and always said hi to him in the halls. It was
the otherFitch that had JJ in a cold sweat. Katie Fitch had become the
personification of JJ's idea of hell. Katie was going to be the death of him…
and he believed that almost quite literally. Katie wasn't only the devil in
JJ's eyes, but the other kind you only fantasized about when those slutty girls
at Halloween wore those damn sexy devil outfits at Halloween. Only Katie's
wasn't a costume and she was a slutty devil 24/7. Like all the other guys, JJ
wasn't immune to fantasizing about her or her sultry demeanor.
"How did you get invited to that?" JJ asked Cook. JJ needed a distraction from
his own thoughts about that certain devil.
"I'm fucking Effy." Effy was another member of the Beauties. Actually, she was
the leader. Not only did she rule Roundview, but she decided who was cool
enough to get invited to their parties.
"How did you get us invited? We ain't exactly 'cool' by their standards."
Freddie was right; we weren't outcasts, but we weren't most popular table at
the cafeteria 'cool' either.
"Oh, I threatened to withhold sex if she didn't invite you guys and,
surprisingly, it worked. Princess loves her wily waggles with the Cookie
monster." Cook laughed loudly and started making doggy-style gestures with his
hands.
"I don't know what's more surprising… that you of all people threatened to
withhold or that you're fucking Effy Stonem," Naomi stated with a roll of her
eyes.
Freddie laughed and JJ didn't quite know how to react to that.
"Fuck off; you know if you weren't a muff monkey you'd fuck me too," Cook said
in an insulted tone.
"When hell freezes over," Naomi said, simply taking a drag of her cigarette.
"Whatever," Cook answered back.
"Is the party now or something?" JJ was clearly annoyed as he thought, This was
getting us nowhere. "Was that why you dragged me out of class to go to this
party?"
"Hell no! The party don't start till midnight!" Cook exclaimed.
"What!?" JJ tried to keep his boiling anger in check. "What'd you just say?"
"Party don't start till midnight, Gay J," Cook didn't even know he was walking
into a danger zone.
"That's just great!" JJ yelled, his anger finally spilling over. "You pulled me
out of class for something that doesn't start until fucking midnight?" JJ only
got locked on when he was aggravated or angry and now he was a bit of both…a
bad combination. There was a reason that JJ needed routine. It was the only
thing that kept him sane and kept him from getting locked on.
"Calm down, JJ, man. It's all cool. We can change and hang at Keith's until
it's time." Freddie's attempt to defuse the situation only made him angrier.
"It's your mum, isn't it, mate?" Naomi asked softly.
JJ simply nodded his head, it always was JJ's mom. Barbra Jones was the epitome
of a ball buster. She was the main reason his father left and the reason that,
once JJ graduated, he was moving as far away as possible and never returning.
"Isn't she out of town this month?" Cook asked.
JJ nodded his head again.
"That's good. Roundview will call about you skipping school while she's away
and you can delete the message when you get home. She'll never know," Freddie
said with a smile.
That made sense. While Barbara Jones might care about his education, she didn't
care enough to actually go to the school if they called again after he deleted
the main message. She never did. She was a goddamn walking contradiction.
"Okay." JJ was more himself now. "I'll be okay. Just talk about something
else." JJ began breathing in and out, trying to get his breathing under
control.
"One thing JJ said made sense. Why'd you drag us out of class if the party
doesn't start 'till later?" Freddie asked.
"I wanted to hang with my mates." Cook had an innocent puppy dog look on his
face. "Besides, Effy wants to meet us at Keith's."
Everybody groaned.
"You got to kidding me!" Naomi exclaimed. "You want us to meet her so she can
sum us up and judge us with 'I'm better then you look.'"
JJ agreed with that.
"Come on; she ain't like that. She's really cool," Cook said defensively.
"Only because she's sucking your dick. For the rest of us, she's a bitch,"
Naomi said.
Freddie laughed again at that. Cook looked angry, but JJ was still a bit lost.
"Fuck this! Want to go back to my place?" Cook asked curtly. "I've got this
killer new weed!" Cook was jumping up and down at the thought of it. The thing
JJ loved most about Cook was that he was never down for long. It truly was
infectious and JJ needed that in his life.
TBC...
***** Emily Fucking Fitch! (Naomi) *****
 Chapter_Two: Emily Fucking Fitch! (Naomi’s POV)
 
“This looks fucking stupid!” Naomi exclaimed. “I may be a dyke but I’m no
fucking lumberjack!” Naomi fumed. She couldn’t believe Cook. The nerve the boy
has sometimes! She spat.
“What’s the fucking difference, Naomikins?” Cook chuckled passing the spiff on
over to Freddie who laughed loudly at that. JJ just stood there finding this as
funny as Naomi. God love that boy! Naomi though, At least I have one friend and
for that Naomi was thankful.
Naomi still couldn’t believe Cook had somehow talked her into still going to
this party! While Naomi couldn’t believe it, in all truth it wasn’t that
surprising. Naomi loved a good party, even if a goddamn Fitch was throwing the
fucking thing. God, she hated those fucking Fitches— especially Emily. Bitch!
At least Katie put it all out there. She was a fucking cunt and everybody
fucking knew it, but Emily (that sneaky cow!) was a whole different story! She
pretended to be sweet as pie (which she actually tasted like, but I digress).
In reality, she was even worse than her slutty sister. Emily was an even bigger
player than Naomi and Naomi didn’t think that was even possible, but the main
thing that bothered Naomi about Emily was that she always beat Naomi at
everything and she meant everything! Even at fucking women she was better, and
not even Cook was better than Naomi when it came to that. Shifty Whore! But
Naomi couldn’t seem to remind herself of that because no matter how mad Emily
made her, or how much of a fucking liar the bitch was, Naomi still wanted her!
Always… and all the fucking time, no matter where or what was happening, she
always wanted to fuck her and usuallydid.
“Give me that!” Cook said, still laughing.
Naomi throw it at him. Hopefully that joint will fucking burn it, Naomi
thought. 
“Fucking hell!” Cook glared at her.
“Come on, Naomi, it’s not that bad,” Freddie chimed in. “After the party, we
might be able to sing folk songs around the camp fire.” That got Freddie and
Cook going again and JJ and Naomi just rolled their eyes. 
Naomi met Freddie, Cook, and JJ during the first year of 6th form and they were
the best mates she had well … ever had. Naomi didn’t have many friends before
her boys came along. She was kind of a loner, reading her political books,
protesting injustice, and, well, trying desperately to deny her sexuality. But
Naomi couldn’t deny it when she first saw Emily; the girl was just so fucking
beautiful with her fiery red hair and husky voice. She was in love and she knew
it. She hadn’t started hating Emily just yet, but those feelings scared her.
She didn’t even know the girl and she was certain Emily was the one girl that
could actually break her. Naomi had been so far in denial and fear that she
attempted to try and sleep with Cook (Eww!) That only proved she liked pussy.
Cook understood (surprisingly) and they instead became great mates instead, and
in return, she was taught how to be the womanizer she was today. It helped with
her feelings for Emily at the time anyway.
 Freddie came next and the main reason they started off as friends was…well…
drugs. Naomi and Freddie loved to smoke and they would smoke anything! Whatever
got them high the fastest or the longest, but Freddie ended up proving to be an
awesome mate when, one day last year, he just let her cry on his shoulder when
her mother had been diagnosed with breast cancer a year ago. She had cried and
he had listened and talked about his own mother’s death and how that affected
him. From that day on, she and Freddie were more than just drug buddies.
JJ came last in Naomi’s list of friends. Even thought he came along with her
friendship with Cook, JJ was a little harder to consider a friend, due mainly
to the fact the boy barely said more than a few words at a time and the rest of
the time he was just silent. He just stared at you almost like he was seeing
right through you. That was what freaked Naomi the most about him. Naomi
believed if JJ could truly see her for what she believed she was, then he
probably wouldn’t like her so much. That made Naomi instantly go into defensive
mood, so she started being mean around and to JJ. She wasn’t proud of it, but
she thought that if hurt JJ first then he wouldn’t hurt her with his judgments.
It wasn’t until Cook had dragged us to this party in a shitty part of Bristol
that JJ and Naomi truly became mates. The party had been unbelievably shitty,
but the pickings of hot girls had not been and this hot thing from a nearby
university had started definitely sending her ‘fuck me’ vibes and made it even
better. That was until she saw JJ standing alone at an unknown party in an
unknown part of town. Naomi decided to ditch the hot chick and hang with JJ. It
wasn’t like JJ could just leave by himself. He hadn’t known how to drive yet
and she was sure that, by the end of the night, all but JJ would be wasted off
their ass, so she decide to put her partying ways to rest for the night and
keep JJ company. The shocked look on JJ’s face had confused her. She may not
have liked him, but she cared about Cook and so, in turn, cared for JJ. It
wasn’t until JJ had asked why she was hanging with him that she realized she
truly believed him to be a mate and told him as much. So, and from that day on,
she and JJ saw each other in a new light that allowed them to be mates and,
right now, her best mate at that.
“Fuck sakes! Grow up, you two!” Naomi spat while grabbing the shirt back from
Cook. “And actually help me find something decent to wear to this godforsaken
thing.” She threw the ugliest shirt she’d ever seen in the back of her closet.
One of her one night stands must have left it here and Naomi was guessing she
must have been pretty drunk if she fucked whoever this girl was with a
horrendous shirt like that.
“Were not fucking chicks, Naomi! Just pick something. We have to meet Effy in
an hour.”
Naomi literally cringed at that. That was why she was taking her so long in the
first place she didn’t want to meet Effy fucking Stonem. That chick was even
more of a mind reader than JJ. She was so fucking observant that she knew Naomi
liked Emily before she even realized it. She was the main reason Naomi hated
Emily now. Effy had been the one to introduce them to each other at the party
where they had first slept together. It actually made Naomi feel better about
the fucked up situation she had with Emily to blame it all on Effy. That was
what Naomi was going to do from now on when things went in the shitter in
Naomi’s life. Blame Effy… even if the bitch had nothing to do with the
situation. Yeah, that sounded reasonable. “The bitch can wait.”
Cook groaned and JJ chuckled. She knew JJ hated Effy just as much, if not a
little more. Effy was the reason Katie was making the poor lad’s life
miserable.
“Shut up, JJ!” Cook exclaimed. “I don’t know why you all hate Effy so much, but
get over your fucking selves! She’s the reason you’re all getting to go to the
best party of your shitty lives!” Everybody just stared at Cook with wide
mouths and bug eyes. Cook almost never exploded like that and not twice in one
day!
Wow, Cook must have boner about her if he’s willing to defend the witch. Naomi
shrugged her shoulders. Cook can have the girl. More power to him, Naomi
thought.
“Sorry, mate, didn’t mean anything by it! Didn’t know you had like a real thing
for her. We cool?” Naomi held her arms out, ready for the hug that she knew was
coming.  Cook glared at her for a few moments before he relented and pulled her
into his infamous bear hug.
“I’m sorry, too, my favorite muff monkey. You feel the love, yea?”  Cook hugged
her a little longer before setting her on the floor. 
“Yeah, I’m sorry too,” JJ said.
“We’re all cool?” Freddie asked.
“We’re cool.” Cook said. Everybody sat in stunned silence for what seemed to
Naomi like forever. It didn’t surprise Naomi that it was Freddie who broke it.
“So… you like Effy?” Freddie joked and immediately the mood was lighter. Thank
god for Freddie McClair.
“Fuck No!” Cook shouted.
“I think you do,” Freddie shot back.
“I know I don’t.” Cook threw back.
“I thinks the man doth protest too much.” Freddie said with a mouth full of
smoke and food.
“I thinks the man best shut up before he lose all his teeth!” Cook threatened.
“I think you two idiots should both shut up before I smack the both of you,”
Naomi said, with a raise of her eyebrows. “Now one of you help me before I
start talking about my period.”
JJ shot up at that and ran to the closet. 
Gets him every time,Naomi chuckled. God, she loved her men.  They were simple.
Unlike Emily… fucking Fitch, bitch!
 
TBC...
End Notes
     This is the first story I had ever written...and even though, it's
     going through serious revisions right now, I still felt like sharing
     it on here. Hope you like and i'll update when I can.
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