trixya

Melodramatic

note?: ik all the parts have been super short so far which is why this one took so long to publish but it's ok! cos basically no one reads this shit anyways, and for the like 100 people who do, thank u ;)

Trixie's POV:

I rest my chin on my knee, the covers wrapped around my body. Fuck, i was so not a morning person. Whatever, just put on a cute outfit and get through the day. I got up and went to the bathroom, I did my skincare and applied my makeup, I've gotta admit, I looked hot.
I went back to my room and caught a glimpse of my body in my full length mirror, I grimaced. Although the guys at school insisted I was 'slim thicc', all I saw was the extra fat on my stomach and the lack of a thigh gap. Whatever. I scanned my wardrobe and decided on a short yellow pleated overall dress with a fitted white shirt underneath. Whenever feeling insecure; wear a pleated skirt.
I threw my hair into a high ponytail and rested my round white glasses on my nose and left my room before I could pick myself apart any more. Considering how gross I felt, I left the house without breakfast and instead of hopping in the car I began my walk to school, convinced that it would make a difference.

I entered the gates of hell, high school. I know you've probably heard it before and it sounds a tad melodramatic but hey, I'm a teenage girl, what do u expect. On top of the stress of homework, exams and the fear of failure. There's also the whole casual sexism, racism and homophobia that seems to be a big part of private school culture. It kinda makes the place unbearable. I took a deep breath as always and walked down the corridor, I kept my head down and ignored the horny boys eyes on me. I couldn't understand how girls enjoyed that sort of attention from guys, it just kinda gave me the ick.

Barely paying attention to my surroundings and only focusing on getting to class, I didn't notice the tall blonde girl walking directly towards me, and apparently, she didn't notice me either.

Suddenly, I slammed into her and instantly ate shit. Sprawled on the dirty high school linoleum floors with my skirt flipped up and the contents of my bag all around me, I had never felt this level of embarrassment before.
I quickly Reach down and smooth my skirt and look up, My face red, I see Katya looking down at me, her expression filled with concern and a little bit of amusement and a hand outstretched offering to pick me up.

'I'm so sorry about that Barbie, I didn't see you coming and I-'
Our hands touch and the only way I can express how it felt was electric, I blush and let her pull me up. 'No it's ok it was probably my fault.' I muttered
I can tell she's trying her best not to laugh as I crane my neck to look up to her.
'You took quite a tumble there, you sure you're good?'
In all honesty, I was holding back my tears, but I couldn't let her or the rest of the kids snickering around me see. So, I didn't even bother picking up my books. I ignored her question and ran to the nearest girls bathroom, my empty bag slung over my shoulder.

I slumped against the bathroom wall, feeling pathetic about the way I was reacting, but I couldn't help the stream of tears running down my face. God, Katya probably thought I was a freak. A loner just body slammed her in the hall and ran to the bathroom crying. I groaned and put my face into my hands, barely noticing the click clack of heels getting closer.