HAUS OF DIOR AT DRAG RACE COLLEGE

Part One: Welcome Aboard, Glamazonian Airways

Jimmy's POV: (SimplyJansRushes)

And so there I was, standing at the airport. I was awaiting a dear friend of mine, they told me to wait at the airport for them. They had told me that their name was Chloe, but I knew them as ChloeParts. We decided to meet up, as we lived in the same country, that being the UK...and the fact that we were both attending the same college, located in Los Angeles.

I then saw somebody run up to me with a smile on their face. They had long, pastel purple hair and wore a grey beanie on their head. They also had their septum pierced and had lovely, brown eyes.

"You must be Jimmy, correct?" The person that I assumed was called Chloe asked me, with a warm smile on their face. I nodded in response. "Yep, that's me! You must be Chloe!" Chloe suddenly hugged me, like a boa constrictor constricting it's prey. "Sorry, it's just so nice to finally meet you" They loosened their grip after noticing that my face was slightly purple.

I over-dramatically gasped for air, which earned an eye roll from Chloe, which was shortly followed by a soft chuckle.

Just as I was about to ask Chloe some more questions about them-self, I was interrupted by the airport intercom.

*bing bang bong* 

"The flight for Drag Race College, Los Angeles will leave in 20 minutes, please make your way to gate G, Henny! AHAHAHAHA!"  The 'attendant' laughed.

"I guess the college has it's own airport?" I said before turning to Chloe who gave me a small shrug in return. "I guess so. I'm not surprised though, seeing as how expensive the enrolment fee was" I nodded at her statement before making my way towards gate G, with Chloe in tow.

About fifteen minutes later, Chloe and I were safely boarded onto the plane. It wasn't hard to miss to be honest, the plane was hot pink and the interior was a lovely pure white. Kind of like a Barbie plane I used to own when I was six years old. Chloe and I weren't the only people on the plane, there were drag queens on the plane as well. I didn't really get to look at them properly, but me and Chloe were sat between two drag queens.

The one on Chloe's side wore a short leopard print dress and wore glittery black boots, which reached to just above her knees. The drag queen was very tall and had lovely, frizzy black hair, which I assumed was a wig. Her and Chloe seemed to get on well. I caught her name through the conversation that her and Chloe was in. Something along the lines of 'Tea Or Coffee'?

The one on my side, however, was fast asleep. She was wearing a red wig and a silver dress (I don't think) and she seemed to be a bit more on the mature side. Was she a teacher perhaps? I tried to be as quiet as possible to let the drag queen get some rest. That didn't last long. Chloe let out a high-pitched squeal of excitement as they read their phone. "Yaaas!"

This caused me to turn to them. "What is it?" I asked. "Ilona Verley's going to be at this college as well!" Chloe exclaimed before I quickly shushed them as I pointed to the sleepy drag queen. "Who's Ilona Verley?" I asked, a little bit confused. "Jimmy, you silly goose! Don't you remember me telling you about them?"

I shook my head confidently.

Chloe rolled their eyes. "To give you a brief reminder. Ilona is my drag queen bestie from Canada. We've been talking for ages now, we're practically twins" I was about to say something but Chloe continued to babble on about this 'Ilona'. Chloe then turned to me. "Ok bestie, I'm gonna get some beauty sleep before we arrive, wake me up when we land 'kay?" I nodded in response to their plea. And with that, Chloe pulled down their eye mask and drifted off to sleep.

Everyone around me was so quiet now, it was kind of awkward, not gonna lie. I felt like Kandy Muse sitting alone in the V.I.P from how lonely it felt. Regardless, I sat there for 11 hours....doing nothing....until I fell asleep, dreaming about what life would be like in Los Angeles.

Aish! How was that for an opening chapter?