GoodReadNo wonder Freya wanted to letget refreshed before dinner.
"Yeah, you kind of look like shit." Trixie's comment causedto glare at her and as I did, she simply shrugged her shoulders. "Hey, would you ratherlie to you?" The comment was something Melissa used to say toall the time, and hearing Trixie say it triggered the pain in my chest to radiate again as I tried to push it down. Seeing I was obviously upset, she stepped closer toand stared atin the mirror. "Hey, it's okay. We can get you cleaned up, and looking like you in no time. Con, letshow you the most amazing part of this entire room." I wasn't sure what she considered to be amazing, but as she walked pasttowards another door in the bathroom, she opened it and quickly disappeared from sight. Furrowing my brows, I followed, and when I stepped towards the open door, my mouth dropped. It was a closet, and the damn thing was the size of my room back home.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Holy shit." "I know right." Trixie laughed, looking around. "I stocked it with your clothes from home, of course, but there was still so much room, so I went shopping and filled the rest. Everything is exactly your size, and since you didn't have much in the way of jewelry-" Watching Trixie skip towards a huge cabnear a lit up vanity mirror, she pressed buttons and the cabopened to reveal a massive jewelry box adorned with more sparkling jewels than I had ever seen. "What in the hell..." "I know it's amazing, right!" Trixie laughed. "I couldn't resist myself when it cto shopping, and your grandfather said to get whatever." Pulling back from admiring the jewelry, I raised a brow and shook my head. "Doa favor, Trixie. Never call him that again. I don't care if we share DNA. He isn't my grandfather." "Oh, hostility... No worries. I'll just use first names then." This girl was something else, and as I looked through the clothing in the room, I picked out what I would change into after my shower. "So what are you, anyway?" "What do you mean?" She tried on sof the jewelry in the cabinet. Her obliviousness to my question causingto stop in my tracks and stare at her as if she was stupid.
"I mean " Gesturing towards her ears and overall appearance. My question seemed to click, and she began to laugh hysterically.
"Oh! You mean like what am I... Well, I'm a Pixie." She had to be joking. "Trixie the Pixie?" I snorted, watching as she rolled her eyes.
"Yes, yes. I know." Shrugging though, my comment didn't seem to bother her. "My parents are hippies, and le kind of am, too. Regardless, they weren't very original and with them being free spirits, they decided to keep it easy." "No kidding..." With a heavy sigh, I grabbed my underwear and made my way towards the shower. I was expected to attend dinner, and if I didn't get moving now, I was never going to be ready Stopping at the door to the closet, I looked at Trixie, waiting for her to disperse.
"Oh-" She grinned as she stood to her I feet, seeing I was patiently waiting.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'll go ahead and check on sthings: I'll be back in like thirty minutes?" Nodding my head, I watched as she
sheepishly backed out of the bathroom and disappeared from sight. The sound of my bedroom door closing causingto finally let out a small laugh.
She was something else, and perhaps someone could get along omeone with She'd never be Melissa, though.
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