blue gems • trixya

chapter 10 - kitty girl

"i don't know why i always listen to your fucking stupid ideas" trixie said while walking in those well known high heels.

"shut up" adore was trying to help her friend in her shoes once more, trixie wasn't really great at catwalking. "you gotta move your hips"

"bitch you gave me these motherfuckers, they're shitty hooker heels" the blonde girl was trying to stay up but her feet were already hurting. "i didn't even want to come here, we should have waited three days"

"come on, i brought you here and you're even complaining" adore rolled her eyes. "girl"

"what" trixie asked. "what if they're not here? i spent the last ten minutes looking stupid trying to walk in these things"

"i promise they're here, they gotta be here" the black haired girl turned the corner and got in front of the big sign. "look"

trixie complained. "i don't wanna do this"

"didn't you want to see your friend?"

"she's not my friend oh god, i only saw her yesterday"

adore crossed her arms. "if you don't wanna see her we can go, it's your choice"

trixie took a deep breath. "i don't know, you made me dress in this way while i just wanted to wear some baggy clothes, i probably look so dumb" she brought her hand to the forehead.

the black haired girl opened her eyes. "trix you look absolutely stunning, you don't have to worry about what you're wearing. if those girls are really there" she pointed at the entrance of the club. "...they're wearing some hot things to dance on a pole"

"i mean" the blonde girl began to puff. "i'm still so uncomfortable, what if we're bothering them?"

"what if we're not?" adore said while getting closer to the door.

"and if we are?" trixie complained while raising her brows. "oh man, i don't wanna do this. should i text gigi?"

"if you want to" the black haired girl shrugged. "but you're thinking too much"

trixie frowned. "you know what, i'm just gonna say to her that we're here-"

"no, you don't have to tracy" a voice echoed in the empty street.

the two girl turned around, adore opened her eyes. "bitch"

gigi waved at them in fear. "well hello"

"how the hell did you know we were here" the black haired girl said.

trixie started laughing. "gigi don't worry, she's not in shock as it seems"

"i just saw you guys in the street while i was in my car and i decided to follow you" gigi shrugged. "also, tracy you don't really know how to walk"

"i mean" trixie looked at adore, she was still staring at the red haired girl.

"are you a stalker?" adore asked, making her eyes two slits. "or are you a spy? do you work for the government?"

"i could" gigi raised her brows.

trixie smiled. "i didn't know that my friend was a special and a professional stalker"

"yea, like pigeons"

adore crossed her arms. "what?"

"pigeons. have you ever seen a baby pigeon?"

trixie shook her head and so did the black haired girl.

"that's the point, nobody saw them. they must be some weird russian spy-"

"oh don't start talking about russian things honey, we got miss-i-fell-in-love-with-a-russian-woman" adore said.

"right, hands up" gigi laughed.

trixie blushed. "i didn't fall in love with her, jesus christ stop it"

"yea, whatever" adore said while looking at the door of bianca's club.

"why are you girls here though?" the red haired girl asked. "it's not night, it's just afternoon"

"trix wanted to come-"

"no" trixie shook her head. "that was your choice, you made me dress this way and i hate you so much"

adore rolled her eyes. "okay probably it was my choice but i asked you and you didn't disagree"

"uh tracy, your friend got a point"

the blonde haired girl crossed her arms. "so now what are you going to do, are you gonna knock at the door? hm?"

adore opened her eyes. "girl you finally said something good"

gigi smiled. "i still don't know why you guys are here but i don't really care, let's sneak into bianca's club"

the black haired girl went in front of the door and got down to her knees trying to find some keyholes.

"god are you trying to be a thief?" trixie asked.

"shut up, i'm working" adore replied, frowning. "there's no keyhole, the fuck"

gigi got closer to the girl. "probably you should knock as tracy said"

adore looked at the redhead nodding. "yea okay, let's do it"

trixie rolled her eyes. "you're making it look like a robbery"

"ocean's 8 is in the house" adore stood up, clarifying her obsession with milfs.

"knock at the door" gigi said, pointing at the entrance of the club.

the black haired girl nodded, knocking at the door. "hello"

the girls frowned when no one answered.

"see? no one-"

"jesus, trixie hold on"

"you gotta be patient my friend, you need calmness and peace in your life" gigi slapped trixie's shoulder.

"who's there?" the voice of a man came out of the club. "ginger is that you? you're late bitch"

adore raised her brows. "no, it's not ginger"

"what are we gonna say?" trixie whispered at gigi, making her giggle.

"and who the hell is that?" asked the voice.

the red haired girl got closer to the door. "it's gigi goode, i'm nicky doll's friend"

"nicky doesn't have a friend named-"

"open the motherfucking door" adore yelled, knocking violently.

the door opened a second later, revealing a purple light and loud music.

"kitty girl, calm down" the voice that was behind the door was actually ross, the host. "you cannot be here, it's not show day"

"listen, we came here for nicky. she invited me" gigi approached the man.

"how do you know nicky and how do i know that you're not here to murder me?" ross asked, crossing his arms.

"oh god, you're the host right? you were telling the names of the performers yesterday. you were really good, you know?" trixie smirked at the man.

ross smiled. "no one ever remembers me"

"i remember you instead, and you're kinda cute" trixie got closer to the man, adjusting his shirt collar. "but nicky really invited us to stay here, is she in?"

the host nodded. "yea she's here, should i tell her that you girls came to visit her?" he smiled at trixie.

the blonde girl shook her head. "that's not necessary, just lemme get into the club"

ross smiled. "come in ladies"

trixie left his shirt collar. "thank you sweetie" she winked at the host.

"how did you do that?" gigi whispered in her friend's ear.

"i was convinced i was straight once, so i kinda know how to flirt with men" the blonde girl fixed the length of her dress.

"you're making it shorter, hm?" asked adore getting into the club.

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to be continued...