The story of a group of British teens who are trying to grow up and find love and happiness despite questionable parenting and teachers who more want to be friends (and lovers) rather than authority figures.

Tony Stonem: My last best mate's Maxxie. He's a bit new, he's a bit cool, he's a bit gay.
Chris Miles: Last night man, cool. Total blast. Everything you could ever want from an evening. Songs, choir girls, colourful costumes, fellatio... rabbits
Naomi: I think I'm going away for this summer.
Emily: Oh.
Naomi: Spain, Cyprus, perhaps. By myself. Spend some time by myself, you know, do some thinking by myself.
[clears throat]
Emily: About what?
Naomi: Let's just be friends, okay?
Emily: We say that, don't we?
Naomi: [beat] Yeah, have a good summer.
[starts to walk off]
Emily: [beat] I'll miss you
Naomi: [stops, a beat, then turns around and kisses Emily]
[desperately]
Naomi: I can't stand it. I can't
[kiss]
Naomi: .
Emily: It's okay
[kiss]
Emily: It's okay
[kiss]
Naomi: Jesus!
[kiss]
Emily: [behind her closed door, after Naomi knocked] I'm not going to open the door. My face is all puffy. I cried a bit.
Naomi: I don't care.
[sits down on the front porch, Emily sits down, too]
Naomi: I do want someone. I need someone.
[beat]
Naomi: You're it.
Emily: [teary] And?
Naomi: [crying] And... when I'm with you, I feel like a better person. And I feel happier, less alone... less lonely
[Emily sticks her hand out of the catflap to hold Naomi's hand]
Naomi: It's not as simple as that, is it? Being with someone?
Emily: Isn't it?
Naomi: No. I'm mean I don't know. At least, I don't think so.
[beat]
Naomi: Emily?
[beat, then sobbing]
Naomi: Can't we just sit like this for a bit?
Emily: [beat] Yeah, we can... for a bit.
Emily: [quoting] "I see it now in lights - Naomi get to know me."
Naomi: I thought it was catchy.
Emily: Yeah, so is AIDS.
Emily: [laying in bed together] I wish I had a mom like that. Katie and me, we were always together. Everything together. Eating, sleeping... Until we were nine we used to take a dump at the same time.
Naomi: [laughing] Jesus!
Emily: Yeah. No secrets. There was no point.
Naomi: [beat, then serious] What about this one?
Emily: [beat] Naomi... I wanna tell people.
Naomi: That you're gay?
Emily: I wanna tell people about us. Come to the college ball with me.
Naomi: Why would I want to do that?
Emily: Why not?
Naomi: Em, it's nobody's business.
Emily: Why? Who cares what other people think?
Naomi: Emily, I'm not like you! I'm not sure, like you are.
Emily: What aren't you sure of?
Naomi: Can't thinks ever be complicated?
Emily: Fine, you like boys, too.
Naomi: Maybe. Maybe I like only boys, apart from you.
Emily: Well, that's fucking great! You're so in touch with yourself, aren't you?
[beat]
Emily: Come to the ball with me, like we're together.
Naomi: [beat, then Emily gets up] Don't do that.
Emily: No, you don't do that!
[gets dressed]
Emily: I'm not your fucking experiment! Where are my fucking shoes?
[looking around]
Emily: Oh, fuck it! Keep them! I'm tired... So sick and tired of it.
[looking intensely at Naomi, beat]
Emily: We're still holding hands through a catflap, aren't we?
[beat]
Emily: Have fun in Cyprus.
Naomi: [after Katie told her that Emily slept with JJ] Why are you so horrible?
Katie: Because I love her more than you ever can.

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