TRIXIE POV
All the first year is in the main hall we all sat on the ground I don't know what are we waiting for but suddenly the room went silent as a bunch seniors goes in.
??: good afternoon first year my name is Katya I'm two years above you. Let me tell you about this orientation, this orientation will last just a week. You all gonna learn about the importance of discipline in arts majors. And for your first task, all of you need to collect 100 signatures of your senior and this must be done by the end of the week
What the fuck?!! That task is impossible to complete. I raise my hand
Katya: if you have a question raise your hand and tell me your name. And speak when I tell you to
Trixie: I'm Trixie Mattel may I Speak?
Katya: go on...
Trixie: to collect that many signatures is impossible with the time you give us
Katya: have you fucking tried it? Huh? My command is clear and no one can against it, understood?
All: yes!
Katya: sit down, newbie... Remember you are not my junior until you have this. This is a bracelet that every art student must have
She held a bracelet with a gold art symbol. it was beautiful
Katya: since it's just our introduction I dismiss you all
I gather my stuff to go home
Pearl: Trixie you are so badass for standing up earlier
Adore: agree, that was badass
Jackie: you gonna be famous after that
Trixie: stop that I just speak the truth
Pearl: let's go home you can join us adore, Trixie I have a car
Adore: party!
Trixie: okay let's go then
I live alone in an apartment near my college. Originally I'm from Milwaukee after I graduate high school I got a scholarship to Los Angeles to continue to college.
I arrived at my apartment then I rested Because I'm so exhausted.
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THE HAZING (Trixya)
Fanfictionhaz·ing /ˈhāziNG/ the imposition of strenuous, often humiliating, tasks as part of a program of rigorous physical training and initiation. First-year of college for Trixie but she have to attend student orientation which still uses the" hazing" syst...
