Please Call Me Yours(Trixya)

Chapter 20:White Sand

Katya's POV

"I want to go to the beach Kat."

"Then let's go."

"I can't, I have to finish this paper." Trixie let her head rest on her book.

"You can't take a break?" Trixie lifted her head and looked into the camera. She had a curl that was falling in her face, I wanted to move it for her so bad. Trixie said it would be best if I went home so she could get her work done. Although now all she had been doing was whining because I wasn't there with her.

"But I might not get it done." Trixie looked down at her textbook and starting taking notes again. Trixie was starting to stress over her classes. I remember the long conversation I had with Shea about Trixie. Trixie had stopped caring about school and many other things that she enjoyed. She was slowly starting to care again, which made me happy. I hated seeing her wreak her brain though.

"Hey Pixie."

"Yeah?"

"Get dressed, pack your swimsuit, and your books."

"Why?"

"Just do it. I'll be there in 15 minutes."

"Okay?"

I pulled in front of Trixie's house and smiled when I saw her waiting outside. She was wearing a short white sheer dress that stopped intches before her knees. Trixie tried her best to look annoyed with me but her smile always found a way to peek through. Trixie got in my car and rolled her eyes at me. "Awe hello to you too baby doll."

"Katya, I have work to do."

"That's why I told you to bring your books. You need to get some sunshine, being in the house too much isn't good for you."

"Neither is failing."

"Oh whatever, you aren't gonna fail you drama queen."

"You don't know that!" Trixie turned away from me and pouted. I laughed as I shook my head. Trixie was one of the smartest girls back when I was in highschool, and I doubt that had changed. I grabbed Trixie's hand and softly kissed it.

"Listen, I'm sorry Pixie. But you looked so stress and I didn't like seeing you like that. It breaks my heart." Trixie looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What heart?"

"I was trying to be nice you ass."

"That's your fault, not mine."

"Well, your face is just so sweet. What am I supposed to think?"

"Looks can be deceiving."

"Shut up." I laughed as I poked Trixie's cheek. "How is school going?"

"Alright, I guess."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm a little mad at myself "

"Why?"

"I let my grades go lacking."

"Trix, I'm sure you are still top in your class."

"I'm second now."

"Babe, that is still good. I could only hope for grades that good."

"Katya, I messed up so much for myself. I quit cheer, practically cut my friends and family out of my life, and stop caring about school."

"Okay, you went through a rough patch. That's okay."

"It's not."

"Says who?"

"I dunno."

"Trixie, we all have times when we just can't do anything. Those times come and go. No matter how bad we want to do something or no matter how important it is, our body just doesn't have the will power. I know it sucks to try and come back from that but you can."

"It is crazy."

"What is?"

"I went from being such a happy peppy girl to this depressed slug and now I'm trying to get back to how I was before. I find myself thinking about what was, how it all was. I think about how all of that will change my future, the not caring about anything or anyone."

"Maybe that is the problem."

"What?"

"Thinking about the past and what's to come. Listen, if you have one leg in the past and one in the future, you're pissing on today."

"Did you just come up with that?"

"Maybe," I smiled and put my hand on Trixie's thigh as I parked my car. "No one is gonna judge you Trixie. Everyone loves you and I'm sure they are just happy that you're okay now. You just have to be happy for yourself now, because you can."

"I guess you're right."

"I am, trust me."

"Okay."

"Well, come on Pixie stick. The water is calling my name."

"Yeah, and my books are calling mine."

"You have to at least come in the water with me for a little bit."

"Maybe."

"There is no maybe ma'am."

After hours of splashing each other in the water and goofing off, Trixie and I sat on the warm white sand. Trixie was starting on her paper while I smiled at her. "What are you staring at?"

"Trixie, have you ever just watched the moon rise over the sand? I wish I could give you something as wonderful and beautiful as that."

"You have. You, yourself are that beauty. I probably would have stressed myself to death if it wasn't for you. Knowing that I can depend on you to reel me in from the sea of my raging emotions is one of the best feelings." I softly rubbed my thumb over Trixie's cheek and kissed her. Trixie pulled back slowly after what felt like a lifetime. "I need to focus on this paper."

"Do you really?"

"Yes."

"Fine, I'll just stare at you. How about that?"

"Whatever, you weirdo." Trixie turned her attention back to her textbook. I know she could feel my smile and well she couldn't help but smile back.