trixya

Sweet Escape

Hi! this part is the longest so far but I had fun writing it, its starting to get interesssttiiiinngggg. Enjoy loves <3

Trixie's POV:

The past couple days I hadn't seen Katya at school but I just assumed she was skipping (I wouldn't put it past her) but we had been texting kind of a lot I guess. I sat cross legged in front of a pile of clothes I had torn out of my closet, Katya was gonna be here in under an hour and I was sitting in my underwear with a full face of makeup and STILL undecided of what I was gonna wear. I don't know why I wanted to impress her so badly, she's just super pretty and I really want to be her friend. I sighed, she probably wasn't even going to pay attention to me at the party, she has so many friends she'll probably just go off and forget me, I honestly wouldn't blame her.

You seriously need to make your mind up Trixie! I told myself. Okay, on a count of three, close your eyes and the first piece of clothing you touch, you're wearing. I reached out in front of me and my fingers came into contact with a hot pink latex mini dress. I slipped the outfit on and admired myself in the mirror, it hugged my curves and showed a decent amount of legs and cleavage. I played some music from my phone to get myself in the mood and basically tiptoed as I danced around my room, careful not to let my Mom hear me.

Finally, after sitting anxiously at the end of my bed, checking the time for what seemed like hours, a text comes through from Katya;
'I'm outside x'
I feel a smile grow on my face as I open my window and see Katya wave from her car. Shit. I have to escape my room quietly while also not flashing Katya. I really hadn't thought about the practicality of sneaking out in this dress. Luckily my bedroom's on the first floor so I successfully shimmy out of my window and make my way over to the curb.

I open the door to the passenger side and she wolf whistles, lifting a cigarette from her mouth and flashed her perfectly white teeth, god I could stare at her smile for hours. 'Wow Trix, you look pretty hot.' Katya says, scanning my body. I instinctively pull my skirt down and blush. Did she just check me out?!
I playfully hit her and reply 'Not too bad yourself Kat.'
In reality, she looked more than just not too bad, she looked stunning. She was sporting a red and black Corset with a simple black miniskirt and her signature fishnets. She had packed on more makeup than usual, her inner corner was sparkly and she had a black smokey eye, it was sexy.

'So, are you just gonna stand there and stare at me or are we going to go to this party?' Katya said after a few moments.
Shit. I hadn't realised I had just been gawking at her.
'Oh shut up,' I replied, sliding into the seat.
She smiled and turned her attention to the road, her left arm still halfway out the window, ashing her cigarette.
I turned on the radio and instantly Russian pop music played from the speakers, Katya laughed as I looked at her in shock as she began singing along.
'You speak Russian?'
'Yeah I guess I picked it up a few years ago.'
'You're kidding, right? you just picked up Russian?'
'Don't act so surprised, you seriously never noticed that I've like modelled my entire look after the typical Russian whore?'
I giggled and shook my head, trying to tolerate the music as Katya happily danced in her seat to it. It was cute, she looked completely in her element.

After a few minutes of driving, Katya casually reached over and rested her hand on my thigh. My stomach filled with butterflies and I turned my head to look out the window, pretending I was really interested on what was outside. We sat in a comfortable silence for the rest of the ride, her hand lightly stroking my leg the entire time. Why was she making me feel this way? I was suddenly super fucking confused.