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  Trixie say sprawled out on her shag carpet rug, guitar in lap and notebook in front of her. She had a few lines of another Trixie original song, she strums some chords to see what fits. Song writing comes very naturally to her but it's not much, just some words and guitar. She knows she's nothing too special. 

  Time passed and she had to get ready for her show tonight, what she knows her crowd likes, dancing and lip syncing. The song that was just previously written is flowing through her brain, this is going to be a good one. Platforms are strapped to her feet as she makes her way to her, kind of, money maker.

  The crowd was pretty rialled up tonight. Telephone by Gaga and Beyoncé boomed through the little venue. Mostly drunken bachelorettes swirl around screaming the words, although they are never in time with the song. A few others in the crowd seem to be estatic, most in the back are doing their own thing.

  Fourty more dollars made it into Trixie's pocket that night by the time she was done. She kicked off the heels and carried them with her to exit, when she ran into a striking blonde. The blonde stared at her with those piercing blue eyes. "Hi. I'm  Yekaterina Zamolodchikova, but you can call me Katya," she smiled big, which was slightly eerie. 

  "Uh hello, I'm Trixie, Trixie Mattel," her breath hitched as they shook hands. She had a muscular build, and beautiful frame fitting bangs with shoulder length waves. "I- yes I know, I wanted to see you after that performance, pretty incredible," she wore a provocative black dress with high black boots. "Thank you, I was actually just heading out," Mattel motioned to the door behind Katya with her platforms. Katya turns to the door, then back to her original direction, blushing. "Oh- I'm really sorry to be in your way but would you be willing to accept my number?" A business card is whipped out from her cleavage and handed to Trixie. "Thank you, text you?" Trixie asks whilst making her way out the door.

   Katya giddily smiles and waves to her newfound friend as she exits the room. She has never been more excited to talk to someone before, there is definitely something there and she knew since Trixie's first dance move up there tonight.  


a/n

hey guys!! this is a lil short but i hope you like it! i'm trying to put some twist on it so it's not like every trixya fic out there ahah  thank u for reading!!

beaux💛

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