Music Notes And Oranges(Trixya)

Chapter 19:My Sweetie

Katya's POV

"Katya, where are we going?"

"Somewhere fun." I pulled Trixie through the halls with a smile.

"Your definition of fun is different than mine. And I need to get back to class."

"You care spare a hour."

"Kat! No I can't."

"Come on, I got some both some notes to excuse us."

"How? Wait, I don't wanna know how." I laughed as I stopped in front of a set of double doors. I pulled out a key and unlocked the doors, slowly pushing them open. "What is this place?"

"Apparently the school used to be a planetarium that they just built onto. They kept this room though." I switched on the lights and smiled when I heard Trixie gasp. She looked up in awe at all of the stars and planets that covered the ceiling. "Isn't it cool?"

"Very." Trixie walked around, staring at all of the stars that made beautiful consolations.  I sat in one of the velvet chairs and just watched Trixie. She was so cute when she focused. Her eyes were filled with excitement and wonder."Katya."

"Yeah?"

"I finished the song."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I wanted to say thank you for your help."

"It was my pleasure. Do you like it?"

"Hmm, I think so."

"You think?"

"Well, it's a little hard to say. Music is a sore spot for me as you know." My mind wandered to the conversation Trixie and I over the phone last night. After she played the piano for me a few days ago, she decided that she wanted to tell me about her past. I told her that she didn't have to but she insisted. She said it would take some time but she really wanted me to be able to understand her. I was happy that Trixie wanted to open up to me. "How is your project going?"

"I have no idea what I'm going to do."

"Why?" Trixie sat beside me as I laid my head back, looking at the stars move slowly.

"I have no inspiration and it's such a big project. Art is usually so easy for me but not this."

"What's the project exactly?"

"Well, we are supposed to make a collage with photographs of something that speaks to us, brings our innermost artist alive. It all sounds like bullshit to me really."

"That's because you hate stuff like that."

"Exactly. I need something solid, not some innermost artist bullshit."

"I'm sure you will think of something Katya."

"Maybe."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Trixie put her hand on my leg with a worried smile.

"You seem off. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just didn't get a lot of sleep."

"Why?"

"Huh?"

"Why didn't you?"

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh. Did you really think I was going to just not ask?"

"I was hoping"

"Misplaced hope." I sighed as I rested my hand on Trixie's cheek.

"I just love you."

"Your love kept you up all night?"

"Sorta."

"You wanna explain?"

"I was thinking about you and how I could make you happy."

"You do make me happy Katya."

"Yeah, I know but I feel like I could do so much more."

"I mean, isn't that for me to say?"

"Is it?"

"I think it is. I'm the one that you want to make happy so if I say that you are doing enough..more than enough actually then you shouldn't worry."

"You are sweet, you know that? Just my sweetie."

"Yeah, yeah whatever you tell me all the time."

"Then that means it is true."

"Or it means you are just a crazy person."

"It means both."

"Oh, shut up." Trixie laughed as she playfully hit my arm. The sound of Trixie's laughter made my heart flutter.

"Oh yeah, I have something to tell you."

"Okay, what's up?"

"Violet will be in town soon. She will be visiting for a week."

"That is nice Katya."

"I'm excited for you to meet her. She will be at Adore's party so that way, you could be a little bit more comfortable."

"I'm sure we will get along."

"Well.."

"Well?"

"She is a bit..a bit of a bitch?"

"That isn't very nice Katya."

"Oh look who is telling me that I'm not being nice. Ms. Cold Heart herself."

"I don't have a cold heart, I keep telling you that. But like I said I'm sure her and I will get along."

"I'm hoping for it."

"D-does she know we're dating?"

"Hell yeah she does! She was the first person I told after you said yes."

"Even though I told you not to tell anyone."

"I couldn't help it. I was so excited and hyped."

"You're a dork."

"Correction, I am your dork and proud to be so." Trixie leaned over and pulled me by my tie, kissing me. "What was that for?"

"It was to make you shut up."

"Hmm, I don't know if it worked." Trixie smirked and sat in my lap.

"Well, I'll keep trying then."