"Okay since everyone is here today you get your PenPals friend that you will be speaking to for the rest of the year. I am gonna be handing everybody a piece of paper with a name of your PenPal buddy. Under their name is their e-mail so you can comm...
Just to let everyone know, if you have any notifications on any of the previous chapters it just me re-reading and double checking on my grammar, spelling, etc.... so without further ado let's get into this chapter!!! WARNING!! THIS CHAPTER IS NOT IN THE CORRECT TIME THAT THE INTERVIEW OF CHAT NOIR, AND LADYBUG IS GOING ON! SO PRETEND THAT THEY ARE AT THE SAME TIME WITH EACH OTHER! Also just for you guys, I made this chapter longer than usual due to not updating in a while. Thanks for understanding XD.
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At the moment, I'm walking back and forth in my dressing room, freaking out. My parents decided to leave me alone after telling me the news. What news do you ask? I have to put on fifteen outfits because Elizabeth was kicked out of the show because of me. I'm never going to have a break to watch the sit down with Ladybug and Chat Noir... God, please help me through this night. Sighing deeply, I walk out of the room to women running around getting ready for their turn.
"(Y/N)!!! Come on we are waiting for you!!!" turning my head. I see my mother rushing towards me. She grabbed my wrist, making our way through the maze of women. In all honesty, I wish that I wasn't doing this. Why can't I just lay in bed and watch TV or hang out with my friends?
I heard that the big interview was going on tonight, but sadly I don't know much about it. I know about them because my friends are fans of the LadyBlog, which updates about the resent scoops about the two superheroes.
"You're the first one to be up on the runway!!" hearing my mother speak up, so I can hear her, "remember what you are gonna do when you get walking on the runway?" That's right. I'm the main focus on the event tonight, though I don't see why. I'm just a high school girl, trying to impress her parents.
"I'm supposed to welcome everyone for coming to the show" saying that makes me even more nervous. Being in front of lots of cameras and reporters..... Great. We finally got to the place where everyone's watching. The Runway. I usually do something small things, for example, interviews or signing autographs.
"That's a correct answer sweetheart. Now, remember, I love you and good luck" She kisses my cheek, before putting a microphone in my hand and pushing me forward a little bit.
You don't have to push me, Mother.
Closing my eyes, I concentrate on my breathing and my speech.
What happens if I mess up on the speech? Or end up tripping over my own feet? Or I-
The music starts, taking me out of my trance. I slowly open my eyes, changing from a normal girl into the fearless model who the people see on tv... Whose not me
Well... it's now or never. It's show time.
~*~ Pov: Third Person~*~
The room quiets down, wondering what's gonna be in store for them tonight. This event was packed full of news crews, reporters, photographers that will be showing the whole world of this runway and their models. The whole room bursts into clapping and whistles when (Y/N) walks onto the runway. Her smooth movements, catching everyone's eye. Cameras click rapidly trying to get the perfect picture of the angel in front of them, the fearless model. As (Y/N) got closer to the end of the runway, her hand with the microphone raises up to her mouth. A smile forms on her lips as if she has done this many times before.
