Serendipity- trixya

5: "You're a brat"

The door loudly slammed shut behind Katya, making Trixie jump slightly before once again directing her attention toward the now disheveled principal in front of her. Her mouth had gone dry and her body felt boiling and freezing at the same time. At one point the doll even felt like throwing up due to the intensity of the meeting, as the realization of what had just gone down finally hit. 

"Well, that was something", Mr. Charles sighed deeply before continuing. "I guess I should conclude this meeting since Katya just upped and left. Please shut the door behind you, but gently. This school can't afford another broken door"

"You can't be serious, Principal Charles? You're seriously going to let her get away with that? And seriously going to force me to move in with her?"

"I'm sorry Beatrice, but I'm obliged to listen to your father's rules. He's only doing this for your own benefit"

"My own benefit? Who do you think you are! There is absolutely no way in hell that I'm going to benefit from being around that trainwreck of a woman! Bullshit! She'll completely ruin my reputation!"

"Please calm down Beatrice I think-"

"Don't tell me to calm down! You're the one who's forcing me to move in with a stranger!"

"Beatrice I-"

"No, you know what? Fine. I'll do it. But you better get my dad to pay for a decent apartment. I will absolutely not settle for anything less than a two-bedroom one with easy access to town. Also, I would like to have a pool and gym in the apartment complex, which I expect you to let my father know, as I'm not going to be speaking to him right now unless absolutely obliged to. I'll be on my way now, Mr. Charles", Trixie said as she stood up and slammed the door behind her just as hard as her soon-to-be roommate had done. 

She speeded down the halls to try to find someone to rant to, preferably Kim, Adore, or Pearl, obviously. However, just as she was about to turn the corner, she collided with someone, making them drop their books to the floor with a loud thud. She internally groaned but thanked the Gods above that she did not fall dramatically or spill a beverage on the other like in every cheesy rom-com out there, which would evidently have caused a bigger scene. 

"Fucking hell, watch where you're going dude", the girl said as she bent down to pick up her books which had become since become spread out on the ground beneath them along with some additional miscellaneous items which she had been carrying as well. Trixie immediately recognized Katya's voice and audibly groaned this time around. 

"Well, I was trying to calm down from a not so pleasant meeting that I had with Mr. Charles a few minutes ago. Do you remember that?", she said, almost giggling at how the Russian had whipped her head up as Trixie had begun talking.

"Oh, hello Barbie. Do you usually calm down by training for a marathon? Seriously, you could probably compete next to Usain Bolt in the Olympics at your speed. And yes, I remember our delightful meeting. How could I forget? I'm being paired up and forced to move in with the self-acclaimed school slut due to her failing all of her classes. Not even a goldfish would forget that".

"You're fucking vile, Katya. How the fuck am I supposed to put up with living with you 'til the end of term. I might just kill myself. Or pull a Ted Bundy and kill you. I am from Wisconsin after all. The serial-killer capital"

"You know, if I didn't have such deep-rooted hate for you, I might have laughed at that. In a different universe, we'd be great friends. Maybe even lovers"

"Oh, fuck you. There's no fucking chance in the world that anyone could ever want to be friends with a bitch like you"

"Language принцесса. Calm down малышка. Dolls don't swear. Anyways, I have no other choice than to accept this agreement, which, I will admit, will probably be for the best. I get paid to study now, which will be helpful, considering I doubt that you'll actually do any of your work"