Katya's POV
After the incident at the coffee shop. I just wanted to got to sleep. "KATYA! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!" My mom shouts at me as soon as I walk into the house.
"I've made a friend.. We went to a coffee shop." My mom's eyes lit up. I don't think I'd really had a friend before, so this was new to my mom.
"SOO! WHO IS IT!" She said excitedly. She worked at my school for a term or two a few months ago on the kitchen staff. And somehow she had remembered everyone.
"Her name is Trixie Mattel.." Whenever I said her name I started smiling. "Ooo! The one with the pretty makeup! You go girl!" She gave me a high five and told me to go to my room for a while.
My room was pretty cool. I had lots of Russian posters. Flags, celebrities. I loved my heritage! I wonder what heritage Trixie was.. Maybe English! Or Asian!
I started to yawn. I fell asleep thinking about Trixie and what happened at the coffee shop.
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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.
