trixie mattel doesn't really have any friends, and prefers to keep her head down and study. but when the new school bad girl katya follows her on instagram, everything changes.
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katyas pov
the bell ringing didn't register in my mind as i stared mindlessly at a wall. i jumped as i felt a warm hand gently touch the bottom of my back. 'you alright?' trixies honey brown eyes stared deeply into mine. 'yeah! just daydreaming.' i packed my folders into my backpack. 'my cars parked across the street.' we walked off campus and into my small black prius, and i had to turn the key a few times to start it up. 'sorry it's really shit.' i chuckled awkwardly, blushing a bit. 'it's fine! it's so cool you have a car.' my house was a short drive from school, but sitting next to trixie made my heart beat fast and every second feel like a lifetime. her white short skirt exposed her tan, slightly chubby (in a really good way) thigh, and my hand ached to touch it. after a few long minutes, i plucked up the courage to put my hand on it, using the other to control the wheel. just as im about to pussy out and move it back, trixie puts her own hand on top of mine and her thumb circled my wrist. after a few more minutes of small chuckles to ourselves and bad radio music, i pulled into my driveway. 'are your parents home?' she asked, worry flickering through her eyes. 'nope, they barely ever are.' 'oh...' i led the taller girl into my room, worried she would find my collection of 90s grunge posters and black walls scary or weird. I pushed the clothes off my bed and sat down. trixie sat next to me, our thighs touching. 'your house is super neat.' she beamed, clearly a bit nervous. 'super neat? that's the cutest thing you've ever said.' 'what! it is.' i saw her eying my black, glass bong next to my closet. 'do you smoke?' i asked, opening my bedside cabinet and pulling out a small baggie of weed. 'yeah! well, i haven't before...but i want to.' she looked down. 'okay!' i smiled. im not surprised she's never smoked, i mean she's trixiemattel. i set up the bong and handed it to her. she held it for a second, then looked up at me. 'can you go first? i-i don't know how.' she chuckled. i smoked it as she watched with wide eyes. after i exhaled, she looked at me confusedly. 'i still don't get it...' her voice trailed off sadly. 'that's fine! we can do blowbacks.' i inhaled the weed in deeply, then scooted closer to trixie and hesitate for a moment before connecting my lips to hers and exhaling. trixie moved back and coughed, giggling.
i don't know what came over me, but i couldn't stop staring into trixies eyes. after she had stopped coughing, her eyes melt into my water-blue orbs, and before i can register what's happening she's moving slowly towards me and our lips connect. this was obviously trixies first kiss, so it took her a few seconds to get comfortable, but once i put my hand on her cheek and pulled her in closer she gets the hang of it and fuck, its the best kiss ive ever had. i pulled her onto my lap, and as we begin to make out she grinds into me, making me moan slightly. we continued this for another forty minutes until trixies mom called her telling her to come home.
