Trixie's POV
God. Yesterday we told Katya's mom. Now time to tell mine. God I've been dreading this.. My family will kill me..I looked Katya in the eyes as we left school. "Katya.. I'm scared.." She put her hand around my shoulder. "Tracy you'll be fine!"
"Thanks Barbra..."
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We got outside of my house. I hugged Katya before walking inside. My mom was in the kitchen, my stepdad at work and my sister playing on her phone. No one had even realised we walked in.
"Mom?" My mom turned around from the food she was cooking. "TRIXIE!? didn't I tell you! Tell me when you bring friends.. I would make more food."
My sister looked over and sniggered. "We aren't staying long.. Katya? Can I talk to talk real quick?" She nodded. I grabbed her arm and walked to my room.
"You okay?" Katya asked. I shook my head. Katya grabbed my hand. "Trix..Y-you'll be okay.." Katya holding my hand made me feel so much better.
"Trixie!?" My sister called from downstairs. "I wanna meet your friend!!" I smiled at Katya before guiding her to the living room.
"So Trix? Who's this?" Katya looked really shy. I forgot that she didn't like new people. "M-my name is K-katya.." My sister smiled. "Ooo I love your accent! Russian?" She nodded.
"We're all Native Americans.. Not as exciting." She laughed. Katya smiled. My sister pointed to the chair, telling Katya to sit down.
"So? Are you guys staying long?" My sister asked. "No... I wanna get out before dad gets back. I don't want him comparing me to you in front of my friend." I said that with a half sad, half spiky tone.
"Just wait! I'm sure dad won't do it while we have guests. I'll ask mom to make more food!" And with that my sister left the room.
"Great.. You're gonna meet my dad..." Katya held my hand. "Trixie, dont worry.." I hugged Katya.
"God I want to kiss you." Katya giggled at me. "Not now. Maybe later." I said, winking. My sister walked in as we were still holding hands.
"I WAS RIGHT! Go me!" Me and Katya turned around in shock. "I knew you guys weren't 'just friends'." I sighed. "You can't tell dad. You know how homophobic he is..."
My sister nodded. "I won't, but I'm going to tell mom! BAIIII" She ran out of the room before I could stop her.
Let's see how this day goes..
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