Tightrope.- Trixya

3

It was the first day of high school.

Katya was excited to talk to her friends about what they had done in the summer, even though they had been together more than once to meet and talk. Everyone was excited to know that there would be a new student, they were a small town, and generally, everyone knew each other in the neighborhood, so the news of a new family with a son or daughter of their age excited them.

"I hope it's a cute boy," Violet said as she hugged Katya.

"I hope it's someone good at the arts; I need a good partner for classes," Crystal replied with a smile.

"Hey, I'm your art partner!"

"Yeah, do not offend you princess, but you are terrible for that," the girl in colorful clothes answered to then kiss the cheek of her girlfriend.

Katya smiled to herself. She, along with Crystal and Gigi were the few gay people in the school, of course, the blonde could constantly convince the girls that an innocent kiss wouldn't hurt anyone. Maybe she could try to convince herself that she was happy with that, but deep down, she was aware that she wanted the same as the other girls.

And it's not as if she wanted to be with Crystal or Gigi, the two girls were so pretty, but they were born for each other, better yet, Katya would fight with anyone who tried to separate them. But she also wanted to have someone special.

The bell rang, and everyone took their places, Violet playing with Katya's rings as they watched her teacher come in.

"And well, I know many of you are aware that this year we have a new girl with us," the blonde smiled when she heard Violet complain. So it was a girl, "Come in, honey."

The door opened, and she let in the most beautiful girl Katya has ever seen.

Her blonde hair was rested in a side braid, and she had a pretty yellow dress with flower patterns. The Russian didn't even realize that she had forgotten to breathe, she was looking at the little freckles on the bridge of her nose, her pink lips, and that pair of brown eyes that had just become her weakness.

"What's your name, sunshine? Better yet, introduce yourself."

"Uh, of course," the girl looked down nervously, and Katya thought her voice was the most beautiful in the world "My name is Trixie Mattel, I moved recently because my father is the priest of the chapel, uh, I like to read, and I want to study gastronomy."

She liked to read! She couldn't be more perfect.

"Lovely!" smiled the teacher before looking for a seat for the girl.

Katya opened her eyes before taking Violet's things and handing them over to her.

"Change your place," she muttered, trying to be discreet.

"What?"

"I beg you; I promise to buy you something from the cafeteria, do your math homework for a week, or be your model when you practice your makeup."

Violet smiled at what was happening.

Obviously, she wasn't going to ask for anything from the cafeteria because everything they served there was full of carbohydrates, nor would she let Katya do her homework and much less be her model because she was too impatient.

"You owe me one," she muttered with a funny smile before picking up her things and standing up "Miss west? She can take my place; I can sit with Pearl because I don't see well."