Trixie's backstage show [Incomplete]

>"And this project will be done in partners..."
>The entire class perks their heads up, searching for a friend to do the assignment with to alleviate the boredom of english class
>Your attention turns to Norman, giving him a sought nod that he reciprocates
>A grin spreads on your face
>Maybe this project won't be too bad
>"Partners that I will assign to you."
>Maybe this project is going to be a bitch to do
>Swiveling your head around, you survey the class for people that you hope to every god that you weren't paired with
>Cheerile listed off names, scrolling down her list until your name was called out
>"Anonymous, Trixie."
>Dammit
>Out of all the people in this class, you get stuck with the flashy 'magician' of Canterlot High
>Half your time with her would probably be spent listening to her ramble about how perfect she is
>"Please meet with your partners and begin planning your project."
>You motion for Trixie to come over to your desk
>Trixie glares at you from across the room
"What?"
>"Did you honestly expect the great and powerful Trixie to exert herself from walking to your desk? Nay, you shall cover over to my desk."
>You haven't even started and this project was already going to shit>Slowly, you approached Trixie, careful not to set off the bomb that is her ego
"So what should we do for this project? It seems you're the one in charge here."
>Trixie beamed, her expression now radiating happiness
>"At last! Someone admits that making the great and powerful Trixie in charge is a miraculous idea!"
>She squees to herself, like she just hit the chance to meet the lead singer of her favorite band
"...Yeah. Anyway, do you have an idea where you want this to go?"
>Just stick with the charade, Anon
>You can do it
>"Well, I'm sure we can figure that out later today. You are going to come over to my house tonight, and there, the great and powerful Trixie shall endow you with her enthralling thoughts."
"Why not just do it now?"
>Her face showed anger once again
>"You dare to challenge the will of the GREAT and POWER-"
>By now, her ranting had attracted the attention of must the class, some of whom were visibly sorry for you
"No, no, no. I just wanted to know why later. I would..."
>This act was tough to keep up
"...I would never doubt the will of the great and powerful Trixie."
>You sigh with exasperation as she gloats about something that she thinks is relevant
>This was going to be a long day