Emilie Pasquier the crowned princess of Alonid is giving the opportunity to school in Paris, what happens when she is pulled onto a rollercoaster ride of emotions.
Chloé rummaged through her closet; she couldn't help but express her frustration. "Ugh, this is rubbish! Ugh, I don't have a thing to wear!" Items flew out in all directions as she vented her exasperation.
"This one is way too pink!" she exclaimed, disapprovingly at a particular outfit. Her disdain didn't stop there. "Those ones are so last season!" she remarked, gesturing towards a pair of red heels.
She held a pair of brown heel ankle boots and another pair of red heels. After a moment's contemplation, she tossed the boots away, lamenting, "Those ones didn't cost nearly enough," with a dismissive wave. As for the red heels, she scoffed, "And these are never in season! Agh, I hate all of these!"
Suddenly, the sound of breaking glass pierces the silence. "Huh?" She scans her room, clutching her red heels. "Is someone there? Anybody?"
Chloé looks into her bathroom. Without warning, an unseen force hurls her cosmetic bottle at her. It sweeps all her cosmetics off the counter, scattering them on the floor. The invisible presence then leaps onto her bed, tossing her teddy bear aside and overturning her chair. It snatches Chloé's shoes and dashes to the balcony, cackling malevolently.
"Hey, wait!" Chloé cries as the invisible entity flings her shoes, which land near the Agreste mansion. "Come back, shoes! It's not true, I love you!" she shouts.
At Collège Françoise Dupont.
Emilie's POV.
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I was seated in class working on an assignment Ms. Mendeleiev gave to the whole class.
I notice Chloé's head lulling back and forth. I tap Nathaniel on the shoulder and point towards Chloé.
"Chloé is sleeping in class?"
"Maybe she's missing her BFF?" Nathanial suggests.
"I guess so. I haven't seen Sabrina since yesterday."
Up front, Ms. Mendeleiev shushed Alya and Marinette causing them to apologize.
I looked at Chloé to see her hair
"Ow!" Chloé yelped.
"What is it, Chloé?" Ms. Mendeleiev asked.
"Someone pulled my hair!" Ms. Mendeleiev looks at Mylène, who denied doing it.
"It wasn't her, it's-it's some invisible mystical being. Like a leprechaun. Or a unicorn without the horn," Chloé explained, causing almost everyone in the class to laugh while I simply stared at her.
"Quiet everyone! Eyes on your papers!" Ms. Mendeleiev commanded.
Chloé was about to sit back down when she started pulling on her purse, with... someone? It looked like it was being pulled by someone... Invincible? "Oh, it's happening again. Oh, wah!" she suddenly falls to the ground.
