Chapter 8

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Chloé dragged her suitcase down the hallway, but focused on her conversation.

"Dad, I know you're busy but why can't you come?" She asked, her voice whining.

"I have so many meetings this week honey," Her father replied over the phone, "I am the mayor of Paris, I have duties. I can't make every ice skating event you have. I'll be at the next one!"

"That's what you said last time-"

"I'm going through a tunnel- I'll talk to you later sweetie!"

Mr. Bourgeois hung up.

Chloé sighed, she knew he was lying. Putting her phone in her pocket, she put on her sunglasses and continued to drag her bag down the hall.

"Marinette will do great, I'm sure all of the other competitors will as well." Adrien said to some press. Chloé turned her head and frowned.

'Traitor....' She thought.

Adrien turned and noticed her, "Oh hey Chloé!" He said. He waltzed through the crowd of paparazzi, who instantly started taking photos of the two of them.

"Did you see her short program piece? I choreographed it!" He said as he posed with her.

Chloé growled. She gripped her bag tightly and walked away, "I'm going to show everyone that I'm better than Marinette. Even you, Adrien. And then you'll come crawling back to your father."

The crowd gave a collective "ooooh...." as she walked away.

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I walked into the elevator nervously pressing the door close button quickly, hoping no one would come in. Unlike the last competition, I didn't know anyone here except for Adrien, who wasn't even skating. Actually, the ink. Skater at the competition I knew was-

Just before it closed, someone held the door open, just who I was about to say actually.

"Oh... Hi Chloé." I said, putting my hands in my pockets.

Chloé shoved the elevator door open and walked inside. "Why are you sneaking around?" She asked, her voice bitter, "Afraid to run into me without Adrien by your side to protect you?"

I stared at the ground as the door closed, "I'm not afraid of you Chloé." I replied, "And I don't need protection."

"Well I hope you know that once I beat you here, Adrien will come crawling back to me!"

"May the best skater win," I said as the door reopened, "But I'm sure you don't need the luck?" I raised an eyebrow and walked out.

I may have been confident on the outside, but inside, I wonder what Adrien would really do if I didn't make it to the Grand Prix Final?

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As I was waiting for the final group to be called, I stretched against the wall. Adrien leaned against the wall and watched the current skaters on the screen.

I heard applause and vaguely heard someone talking. I unplugged my headphones and turned around, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" I asked.

A girl facing the screen said, "I said, Juleka landed her quad loop." She turned around and revealed her face, it was Lila Rossi, the skater from Italy!

Lila walked past me and towards Adrien, "I saw Adrien land a quad loop once, I'd love to see it again."

"Well I'm a coach right now so you'll have to wait and see Marinette land hers in her Ladybug routine." Adrien said with his arms crossed.

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