Trixie's POV
Katya ran into the bathrooms, on the verge of tears. I was worried about her. 10 minuets later, I got very scared. I ran into the bathrooms to hear a girl crying and struggling to breathe.
The girl then started to swear. I recognised that voice anywhere. "Katya?" It was silent. "Katya?" Why was she ignoring me.. "Are you okay?"
She stared crying louder and unlocked the stool door. I knew she got panicked easily but I didn't know it was this bad.
I pulled her into a tight hug. She sunk right into the hug. She instantly stopped crying. I rubbed her back and repeated "It's going to be okay" until she pulled away from the hug.
We both stood up. "Thank you.." she whispered to me. "No problem! You helped me, so I helped you!"
"Oh look. It's everyone's least favourite people, the gay barbie and the Russian hooker." I recognised the girls voice, my old friend Katy. She was cool back then, but very homophobic.
"What are you gays doing here?" Katya nearly starts to cry. I had to protect her. "We're getting a coffee.." it was pretty obvious what we were doing. "ARE YOU TWO A COUPLE!?" Katya looked shocked. "Of course not!"
It hurt me to say it, but she'd never like someone like me at the end of the day. I secretly loved her with all of my heart and I want to know her more..
"Okay. Bye Gays! I mean Guys!" Katya looked as if she had seen a ghost. No wonder she was shy. But I wonder why she was that afraid.
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The Stress Head And The Barbie {Trixya Fanfic}
FanfictionA Highschool AU That I Thought About Making During A Maths Lesson Because I Was Bored.
