Little Miss Perfect ✔~ trixya

Chapter 10: A Cold Entrance

Katya

High school fucking sucks, or maybe just this one, 'cause when I walk in monday morning I'm met by the sight of "dyke" spraypainted on my locker and a smirking Jason with his arm around the waist of the one and only Trixie Mattel.

"Really? Как люди могут быть такими незрелыми?" I say as I roll my eyes, opening my locker and grabbing my books like nothing's wrong. But just then a familiar tiny blonde walks into the hall.

"Shit Jason, what the fuck is wrong with you? Did she really hurt your fragile manhood that much?" Courtney says as she stares at my locker and then at the boy responsible for it.

"Just painting the truth Court, can't you for once mind your own business?" He responds.

"Courtney, it's really not a big deal." I say.

Honestly the word hurt way less than seeming him and Trixie together. 
Why the fuck was she with him of all people?  Yes, any guy in general would be a bad choice for her, but did she really have to choose the most homophobic dickhead of all?

"Yes, it is, and I'm done letting him get away with it. I'm so fucking tired of this judgemental bullshit you spew, Jason. I've stood by for long enough and tried to gently push you guys in the right direction, but I'm over it! Wake up call! God doesn't love you more for acting like a homophobic asshole." Courtney says standing her ground.

I can see how visibly uncomfortable the confrontantion is making Trixie, but Courtney clearly wasn't about to back down.

"Trixie, are you really gonna stand here and do nothing? Are you really gonna support this asshole? You're better than this, I know you are." The tiny blonde tells the doll. I see panic spreading in Trixie's honey brown eyes, the girl completely tounge-tied, and I can't  help but step in.

"Courtney, just leave it. She's not the one to blame in this, and Jason is just a pathetic dick."

"Katya, she's standing here like the arm candy of a dude who spraypainted a slur on your locker, she's not exactly innocent." Courtney tells me, and I see Trixie's head drop, tears in her eyes as she pulls out of Jason's grip and walks away quickly towards the bathroom.

"Trixie? Babe? Where the fuck are you going?" Jason yells after her. But he doesn't chase her, doesn't ask her what's wrong, he just turns back to his friends and heads towards his classroom in the opposite direction.

"Courtney, just trust me, okay? I appreciate this, I really do. I'd never expect you to stand up for me, especially not against your friends, but I promise you there's more to this than meets the eye. Don't be too angry at her." I tell Courtney as honestly as I can without completely outing Trixie. 

"Okay, I trust you." 

"Thank you, and thanks for trying to defend me. I'll see you later okay?" I say as I start running down the hall towards where I saw Trixie go.

"Katya?" Courtney yells after me confused, but she let's me run off anyways.

As soon as I enter the girls' bathroom I hear the sound of a girl sobbing.

"Trixie? Are you in here?" I ask.

"Mhmm, why are you? I thought you'd hate me, I deserve to be hated by you..." She replies from one of the stalls. I follow the noise until I find the correct one. 

"Well too bad, I could never hate you." 

"I hate me... I wish I could disappear from this world.." She says and my heart breaks in a thousand pieces.

"I don't wish for that, the world would be sad without you." I reply, leaning against the door to the stall.

"But I keep disappointing everyone... I disappointed you... and to change that I'd have to disappoint God and my parents..." 

"I'd rather be disappointed than have a world without you. I don't blame you for anything Trix, and I don't hate you. It's okay to make mistakes, and if that's all that party was then that's okay. I'll respect that and I'll stop all the flirting." I tell her, and I feel pressure against the door so I step away and let her open it, her teary eyes meeting mine.

"I.. I don't know what it was... but I don't think it was a mistake."