My Sister got Me a Stoll: A Tratie Fanfic

Chapter 11 (Katie's POV)

TW: I do talk about harassment in this chapter so you might want to skip this chapter if you are sensitive. And by no means am I an expert so if you find anything disrespectful please let me know! 

Oh, gods, what have I gotten myself into?

Today was normal, at least in the morning it was.

I ate breakfast, talked with my cabin, and yelled at Travis. Travis had outdone himself by dying my hair. When I first saw it, I wanted to cry. I loved my brown hair, I thought it was beautiful, but Travis just had to go and change it. Also, my dad would kill me if he found out. I don't know why he hates hair dye so much, but Miranda is always complaining about how she can't dye her hair, and how she'll be so uncool, and blah blah blah. I had never cared about the rule because I liked my hair. I was ready to scream at Travis and make him feel horrible for what he did, but then after he acted so nice, got me the potion to change it back, and told me that I looked pretty with green hair, I started to feel bad. Travis was so nice.

At least when he wanted to be.

He made me give his sweatshirt back, which I did not appreciate. It was really warm and I liked sleeping in it. Of course, I would never say that to Travis, that would just make him tease me even more.

My feelings for Travis were complicated. I didn't know whether I wanted to punch him or hug him. He was sweet and kind when he wanted to be, but I knew how he played girls and never stayed with them for long. I didn't want to be another girl that had their feelings played with. What makes it even more annoying is that everyone wants to get Travis and me together.

I don't understand why. Travis and I have been friends for a while, but we don't talk as much as we used to. I also don't understand why they would ship me with Travis. Travis is popular, end of story, he's had multiple girlfriends, and only talks to me if we're thrown into a situation together, or when he's pranked me. I wish I could put an end to all this nonsense, Travis obviously doesn't like me, and the feelings are mutual.

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Today, after breakfast, I talked with Travis. After teasing me about the hoodie and giving me the vial that would change my hair back, I had left him sitting on the docks, wanting to slap him into the water. When I reached my cabin, I looked back and saw Piper talking with Travis. Travis looked scared out of his mind. Maybe Piper was confronting him about how many of her sisters' hearts he broke, maybe Piper was making a threat, or maybe Piper was telling him to make a move on someone.

I didn't like it, but I felt a twang of sadness at the last thought. I tried to convince myself that I just felt sad for the next girl he was going to play with, but deep down I knew what it meant. I would fade into the background again until he broke up with her and moved onto pranking me.

I sighed and turned around into my cabin. I walked into my private room and threw myself down on the bed.

"Why do boys have to be so confusing?" I groaned.

"I don't know, never understood them, never will."

I jumped up, looking for who in the world was in my room. I looked at Miranda's bed and saw her lying there, reading a teen magazine.

"How long were you in here?"

"The whole time. If you want to understand boys better, you'd have better luck going down to the Aphrodite cabin." She hopped off her bunk. "But I think I give pretty good advice."

I sat down on my bed and she did the same. I didn't know where to start, so I started from the beginning.

I told her how I and Travis met, how we had become friends, how he had become popular, and how he forgot about me. I felt relief wash over me as I told her everything, right up until the current day.