Under the bleachers

If that's what you need

Katya woke up at 1:00pm and did her makeup got dressed, ate and headed out with the pandora charm still in the side bag of her motorbike. She rode around before a tattoo parlour caught her eye. With her bike parked out front she went inside and was greeted by a nice young woman. Katya was going to get a tattoo. Of a empty pandora charm bracelet around her wrist. So that she still had it but not actually. Katya told he girl what she wanted and handed her $100 cash before sitting down in a big comfy black chair while the artist sanitized her skin and began working in the tattoo. Katya has lots of tattoos so she was used to the pain. It only took about 2hrs to complete and with it all bandages up Katya left and hopped on her motorbike. She rode around till a little after 4pm when she decided to go check the bleachers. She rode past and saw the girl again but didn't stare at her she just kept going until she teachers the spot she could watch the girl from. Katya quickly noticed the girl was wearing her bracelet and was smiling down at it. It made Katyas heart swell with pride, she made that girl smile. She observed the girl grab her guitar and instantly start crying. Why? What was she crying?! Then Katya saw... all the strings of her guitar were broken. How did that happen? Katyas attention got pulled back to watching the girl stand up and in the blink of an eye she smashed her guitar onto the ground breaking it into pieces. Katyas eyes began well with tears. Just yesterday she heard that girl play so beautifully on that guitar and now it caused her pain. She pulled out her phone and searched for the nearest music shop. The nearest music store was 1hr away but Katya didn't care she got directions and headed to it. When she arrived she went to the cashier and said "I need every single pink guitar please and hurry!" The cashiers eyes widened and he quickly scrambled grabbing what Katya asked for

Katya looked at them and couldn't decide. Every single one matched the mystery girl. The one with the beautiful decal looked like something Dolly Parton would own. The simple baby pink acoustic with the white pick guard was beautiful just like the girl. The light pink electric guitar with the white pick guard was simple yet intricate. The pink electric guitar with the black pin stripe was just plain badass and suited the side of the girl that smashed her own guitar. So... she bought them all. She bought one hard case, a soft travel case with straps and another soft travel case that can carry both the electric guitars. Right before she was about to leave she realized the girl will need an amp so she went back to the cashier and asked for the smallest amp he had

He cane back with a little amp that is for being able to play with headphones in but still have the same sound as an amp. And a little portable amp that can be charged and brought anywhere. Katya obviously bought both because she had the money and she couldn't wait to see the girls reaction. With one guitar case on her back, the amps in the side bags of her motorbike and the other two guitar cases strapped to each side of her bike Katya headed to the bleachers. What she was doing was completely illegal. She cannot have this much stuff on her bike but she could care less. When she got to the bleachers she strapped the tiny amp to one of the travel cases and put the even tinier one in one of the pockets before carrying the three cases to the little shed and placing them inside. She quickly ran back to her bike and grabbed the pandora charm she had purchased for the girl yesterday. Katya grabbed the journal and flipped it open to be greeted by a note from the girl

"Hi. It's not creepy to the emotionally damaged and abandonment issue ridden person I am. Thank you. For the bracelet. I'm not beautiful you don't have to say that. But thank you. I hope you respond -Trixie"

Trixie. So that's her name. How could she say she is not beautiful?! And can Katya wondered how she could help repair some of that damage. She didn't know but she wrote her response

"Hi trixie. I'm not gonna say who I am because it's not what matters. You should know that you are beautiful and don't even try to tell me you're not. I saw you break your guitar so I went to buy you a new one but they all suited you in different ways so I just bought them all (all the pink ones they had. I noticed you wore a lot of pink so I'm guessing its your fav colour). You know smashing your guitar was unnecessary but if that's what you need then I will buy you endless guitars for you to break. I also got you an amp you don't have to plug in and one that plugs into headphones so that you can play at home if you want to. Anyways I hope you like them and I got you a charm for your new bracelet. I hope you like that also -anonymous"

Katya put the journal leaned against the guitars with the wrapped charm resting on top. She went home and watched tv til she fell asleep.
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