I smiled as I left the ice rink. I loved beautiful things, and ice skating was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen. I giggle. "I should learn to ice skate." I decide. "Trinity!" A voice yelled. I jumped and turned, looking at a little girl. "You are! You're Trinity Suzuki!" She cheered. "That's me." "My mommy is a big fan! Can you meet her?" The girl asked. "Sure. Lead the way." I smiled, bending to her height. She grabbed my hand and turned, but frowned. "Let's see… Mommy was… that way? No, that way! I think…" She frowned. I smiled and picked her up. "Let's find her together, 'kay?" I say. She nodded and we went inside. It didn't take to long. The woman was nice, too.
I walk outside and watch the sunset. After I found the girl's mom, her mom was excited to meet me, seeing as I'm a famous dancer. I've been dancing since I could stand. My mom and dad used to dance with me. I gave the woman an autograph, but then I got more attention. I hand hurt a little from signing name after name. I take a deep breath. I couldn't say no. They like beauty like I do. I smiled. "Besides, they were nice-" Suddenly, I was bumped into, but was able to keep my balance. I looked up to see Yuri Plisetsky. "Watch it!" He yelled, then seemed to shiver when he saw who I was. I was confused until I heard squealing. "Oh~ Fangirls." I say. "Move!" He yelled, running.
"You're gonna get cornered. C'mere." I say and grab his wrist. I reach in my bag and spray him with my perfume, then grabbed a red, curly wig. I brush his hair back and put it on. Luckily, I was an expert with wigs, or this would take longer. I take his jacket and tie it around my waist. "Close your eyes." I say, grabbing his cheeks. He was the same height as me, but a year younger. "What-" "Do it." I order as the squeals get louder. I lean in close, using my hands to block the view. We looked like we were kissing as I closed my eyes and tilted my head a little. I could feel his breath on my cheek, and I knew he could feel mine. The fangirls stopped by us. "We lost his scent."
They pouted, then continued a random direction. I pulled back and watched them disappear. "They're gone." I say. I look at him and take my Amy wig back. I stop for a moment, seeing how close we are and take a step back. "S-Sorry." I say, keeping down a blush. I put my wig away and gave him his jacket. "Uh, thanks." He answered awkwardly. I had heard that while he's beautiful on ice, his attitude is another matter, but he didn't seem that bad to me. "No problem." I smiled. "I've heard about how the 'Yuri's Angels' are. I don't know what I'd do if I had fans like that." I laughed. "Yeah…" He looked at me. "Who are you?" "My name's Trinity. I'm a dancer." I introduce myself.
He nods and shakes my hand. Suddenly, my phone goes off. "Excuse me. I need to take this." I say, grabbing my phone. "Maybe I'll see you around, Yuri." I smile. "Yeah." He nods. I can tell he's still in shock about our closeness. I could feel his uneven breathes. "They'll be back soon. You should find safety." I laugh. Yuri suddenly jumps, then nods. "You're right! See ya'!" He exclaimed, running off. I laugh. As Yuri ran, he sniffed his jacket, now covered with my perfume. "(Favorite scent)?" I walked down the steps and answer the phone. "Hey, (OC)!" My publisher's voice screams. She's always so happy. "Guess what! Guess what! Guess what!" She giggled.
"What?" I laugh. "Forget Me Not has been published in Japanese! And they love it!" She told me. "Really?" I squeal. "After it's gone around for awhile, we want to set up a book signing." She continues. "Isn't that awesome?" "That's amazing!" I grin. "Great! I'll tell you when we get it all set up." "Okay. Bye." I smile. Forget Me Not was the first book I ever wrote, when I was 11. I wanted to publish it, but not under my real name. I used the character's name, (OC). That was the start of the aliases. I do a little victory dance there in the road, then take a deep breath. Suddenly, Yuri Plisetsky flashes in my mind. "I can't believe I did that." I groan, my entire face red.
There was no way I'd ever do that as (Y/n) (L/n), but I was always more confident under my disguise. I sigh and start walking to my hotel. "Maybe I'll find someone to teach me to ice skate while I'm in Japan." I muttered and giggle. "I'm so busy. I bet Amy will want to take pictures, I'm sure there's inspiration for Izza, maybe Delia can put on a concert!" I smile, thinking of my other aliases. "My life is so much fun." I sigh, then take out my phone. The only thing I miss about home was (F/n). She had been my friend since I was a baby, but stayed home with her mom, my old nanny. Now, she was a maid with her mom. I smile and press the call button.