Trainix
The first paragraph is not made by me, and instead is made by Nix herself. This story is basically just a big shitpost. Also, let's just say Train is just very handsome. Also, nothing here is real other than Nix. All events aren't based on real events. Also, this chapter is mainly for introducing the main characters.
Nix POV
I turned around to see one of my best friends, Train, on the way to school. I blushed slightly and hid my face. Yes I may have a crush on Train, but it's definitely one sided. There's no way Train likes me back. "Hey." Train said smiling like an idiot. I still had the same blush on my face as I responded by saying, "Hello!" Of course my heart sank when I reminded myself that Train will never like me back. I sighed.
As we kept on walking, I heard some footsteps from behind us. I already knew who it was from the sound of her heels. "Hello Train!" Trailmix said happily. She pushed me to the side and immediately ran up to hug Train. "AGHh- oh hi Trail!" He said, suprised of the fact that Trailmix litterally just tackled him.
Me and Train have been friends since middle school. We were always together until highschool. When the first day started, we got greeted with a whole lot of fangirls. Most of them had stopped after a few months, but Trail just kept trying. She lived around the place where we walked to school, so we couldn't avoid her.
As we carried on walking on our way, Trail was doing her best on showing off her new heels. When we finally made it to school, I waved goodbye to Train and ran to english class.
Author's note: Who the hell wears heels to school
English class was my favorite class out of all of them. We had a nice teacher there, we rarely got any tests, and Trailmix wasn't in class with me. The only drawback of it was that Train wasn't there as well. As I waited for the rest of the class to show up, I decided to make a small drawing of Train. Blue eyes, blond hair, a light blue hoodie, and some jeans. By the time I was done, there was only five other students in the classroom, so I decided to make a small drawing of Trailmix. Dirty blond hair with some pink highlights, a purple shirt with long sleeves and some fake flowers, and some jeans with fake pockets.
When I was done, I heard a bell ring which meant school was starting.
Ok, so maybe 400 words instead of 500.
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