An Apple A Day(Trixya)

A Good Time

"No, no, no this won't look right." Katya threw pieces of clothing as she searched her closet.

"What the hell are you doing?" Willam stood in her sister's doorway, looking at the mess. "Your room is a pig pen Katya."

"Not this one." Katya threw a dress, not paying any attention to Willam.

"Katya!"

"Huh? Oh Willam, wait why do you have my dress on your head?"

"Because my sister is a dumbass. Katya, what are you doing?"

"Trying to find something to wear."

"Well, I can see that but for what?"

"I have a date with Trixie tonight."

"A date?"

"Yeah."

"Like an actual date?"

"Yes."

"Finally, but does this mean you two are dating now?"

"She said she is going to ask me."

"Great, maybe you can stop being so moody now."

"Shut up."

"I'm happy for you Katya."

"What?"

"I said I am happy for you. I know how much you like Trixie so it is great that you guys are finally trying to take a step forward instead of fucking backwards, like a couple of idiots." Katya sighed as she sat on her bed, looking down. "Hey, I was joking."

"It's not that."

"Then what's wrong?"

"This is what I have wanted and now that I have a chance, I feel nervous and unsure." Willam sat next to Katya, playfully pushing her.

"Hey don't over think things, okay? I know that sounds hard but try. You know she's into you or else, she wouldn't have asked you on this date. If she likes you and you like her then it will be okay."

"I know, I'm just over thinking just like you said."

"I know you are, anyway come on let me help you pick out what to wear. I don't want you to walk out of this house looking like trash."

"I never look like trash!"

"Because I never let you."

"Fuck you."

***

Trixie stood in the bathroom, finishing up her makeup. "Trixie!"

"What Farrah?"

"Dad wants to talk to you."

"No."

"What should I tell him?"

"The truth, that I don't want to talk to him." Farrah peeked her head in the bathroom door and smiled.

"Hey dad, Trixie is busy. I will tell her to call you back later. Love you bye." Farrah put her phone in her pocket as she stood behind Trixie.

"What are you looking at?"

"You."

"Yeah, I see that but why?"

"Because you look hot. Who do you plan on sleeping with tonight?"

"Is it always your first thought that I am going to fuck someone?"