cherry // trixya

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As a class, we had to head to the parking lot to make sure we were all safe and alive. Adore and I kept to the back and tried not to catch anyone's attention, just in case someone would notice something fishy about us. I could see Trixie leading at the front of the line as she was quite tall, and her bubblegum pink hair was huge, Violet trailing behind her. From the short time I had known them, I picked up that Trixie was extremely smart, a teacher's pet, answered every question Mr Rice asked, a leader. Violet on the other hand was pretty much an it girl. Rich, beautiful, charming, and had a level of confidence that I admired so much. I could only dream of having half of her confidence.

Adore snapped me out of my daydream by tapping me on the shoulder, turning her phone over in her hand so I could see it.

"Sharon got fucking busted," Adore said, showing the texts between them.

Noodles: you're crashing down with me

Chola: tf???

Chola: mama what you talking about???

Noodles: i got fucking busted you dumb bitch

Noodles: ratted in, officially

"Noodles just doesn't know who it was," Adore carried on. "I swear to god I'm from Azusa I'll stab a bitch when I find out..."

"Dude, chill, who cares if we even get caught."

"I do!" Adore finally looked up at me with tears in her eyes, and for the first time, I actually realised how vulnerable she was. I felt guilty, semi- pressuring her into trying her first cigarette and getting her to skip class to smoke with me and Sharon.

"It's fine boo, don't worry about it." I smiled at her reassuringly, hoping she would start taking my advice and forget it.

Mr Rice's bald head stood out like a pearl in the ocean, and our class made our way over to where he was. Mr Rice looked stressed, on the phone and writing stuff down at the same time.

"Girls! Just... come over... here..." Mr Rice started before dropping everything in his hands. "So... someone pulled the fire alarm or went through the fire exits, and now we're in huge shit."

"Do you need any help with... anything, Sir?" Trixie offered.

"Make sure everyone's here, I need to speak to the fire chief." Mr Rice handed Trixie a paper register, who handed it straight to Violet.

"Okay sir, uuh, Roxxxy Andrews?" Violet went through everyone, Aja, Adore, Alyssa, Detox, Jade, Pearl, Manila, Trixie, Kameron, Mayhem, Coco, Eureka, Valentina, and then me. I loved the way she said my name. Katya. It felt natural. It felt so right. You're such a fucking creep.

Violet signed off the register, and we all looked around as to what to do next. I spotted Sharon being yelled at by an older woman with raven black hair and huge boobs. Sharon glanced at me for a second, smirking and giving me the finger. I beamed back and held up my middle finger too.

"What are we supposed to do now?" Adore asked. All the other classes were walking away with their teachers, but Mr Rice was nowhere to be seen.

"Do we just go back to our homeroom or what?" I seemed to say out loud, just to anyone listening, not really expecting an answer.

"I don't know, I guess so," A soft voice murmured in reply. I turned to see Trixie Mattel just answer my question, looking around for any signs of instructions. Holy shit. Trixie Mattel just talked to me. I tried to savour the moment from as long as I could until Adore grabbed my arm and pulled me in the direction all of our classmates were headed: back to the homeroom as I expected.

We arrived to see Mr Rice pulling up a document on the overhead projector at the front of the room.

"Hiya ladies... oh fuck! I forgot to tell you to come back, didn't I?" We all nodded slowly while taking our seats again. I got one with Adore, sitting with Manila and Kameron. Mr Rice explained the document on the screen. It was our dorm arrangements, the thing everyone was excited for. Adore and I had planned to flat together, so I looked for our names and our corresponding room number: floor 6, room 66. 666. How fitting. 

While Mr Rice was explaining the system again for the kids in the back, I felt a vibration in my pocket. I slid out my phone and saw a notification from Sharon. I decided that Mr Rice was too occupied (and slow) to notice me texting back.

Noodles: just got pounded by miss visage before lmao

Zamo: work bitch lol

Noodles: but i just stared at her tits the whole time

Noodles: those motherfuckers are so unnatural like holy shit

Zamo: dont forget about your lasky

Zamo: nobody wants you cheating on your girlfriend with the deputy principal

Noodles: shut your fucking mouth, zamo

Zamo: 🤠👊

Noodles: im going on standby for now, if you don't hear back from me by tonight, assume im dead

Zamo: will do, Noods

I looked up from my phone to see everyone leaving, I didn't know where to.

"Free period, Zamo," Adore notified me, tapping my shoulder, almost as if she were reading my mind. I got my things and made a beeline for our dorm so I could think about finding a trace of Sharon anywhere.