Strange Magic - trixya

I'm not In Love

"We're having a cookout in one of our friend's house, Alyssa. We do this every month. Anyway, I thought it would be nice if you joined us this Sunday," Trixie had suggested to her, hopeful.

"I don't know if i'm going to fit there, Trixie..." She said to her, with all honesty.

"Oh don't worry, I'm sure they won't mind. The more, the merrier!" She had the audacity of smiling at her so brightly that Katya was already weak in her knees.

"Okay"

That's how she ended up here. Trixie had told her it wasn't necessary to knock, just to go straight to the backyard. Immediately, Katya was impressed with how beautiful and big Alyssa's house was, but in the moment that she arrived at the backyard, she was in total awe. An enormous pool, a perfect garden filled with flowers that she might suck at knowing the names and the 'greenest' grass that she'd never seen.

As she got closer, the smell of the smoke hit her nostrils. The gathering was like a common picture taken straight out of a catalogue: the backyard was filled with kids playing around, the men were gathered close to the grill and the women were not too far from them, chatting with no worries about their lives.

Her eyes finally found her angel... Trixie. God, Trixie. She was impossible to miss in the crowd. She stood out beside the other women that were standing around her, chatting about who knows what next to the pool. She was wearing a see-through baby pink sundress that was short enough to show her thick thighs and underneath it... A bright fuchsia bikini. Katya stopped on her tracks.

"God, help me" She whispered to herself. She didn't believe in god, but she hoped if some kind of deity existed in this universe, that it gave her enough strength not to offer marriage to this woman in front of everyone.

As she regained enough courage to continue, a gentle voice made her stop. "Hello, are you Katya?" The New Yorker looked at the woman. She had long and thick black hair, pretty pale skin and she was even shorter than Katya. She had a small, but glente smile.

"Yes, yes and you are...?" She didn't know anyone that was here, except for Trixie and the troll, Farrah.

"I'm Dela!" She smiled joyfully, but it was kinda awkward since the woman was carrying a salad bowl in her hands so the blonde woman couldn't even give her a handshake. Oh, Dela. Trixie's best friend .

"Nice to meet you, Dela!" She seemed so nice, and Katya immediately smiled.

"Nice to meet you too. Don't be shy and follow me, honey! I'm going to introduce you to the other girls" Katya nodded with a small smile and she followed the woman.

As she was getting closer and closer to the other women, she felt that her heart was beating faster and she blamed her nervousness for it. Maybe in the city she was the big guest at the parties, and people wanted to meet her, making her confident and more comfortable, but here, it was a totally different thing. She was unknown between the locals, and for some people, a total wacko. So, she felt kinda anxious for being judged that closely.

"Hey girls, this is Katya!" Dela left the salad on the table and quickly joined the other woman. For a brief moment, the New Yorker felt awkward, standing right there. Trixie then looked at her with an enthusiastic smile, it seemed that she was about to talk when the silence was filled with Alyssa's overflowing charisma.

"Hi Miss Katya, it's really nice to meet you," She grabbed her hand, in a soft and brief handshake. "I'm Alyssa, you're welcomed in my home!"

"Thank you very much, you're so kind!" Immediately Katya felt comfortable with the woman who seemed around her age or older. She already seemed like an interesting 'character': her presence and accent made her stand out.