Les Twins' Princess

Trouble in Paradise

* Picture on the side is of Diana *

Chloe's pov ~

It has been three days since Rider sent me that text message. So technically it's been three days, 8 hours, and 12 minutes since my eyes have closed for sleep. No matter how hard I've tried, no matter how many pills I've taken to make me sleep it just doesn't work. If I close my eyes for even a second an image of Larry and Laurent lying on the floor in a pool of their own blood pops into my mind. I gave up trying to sleep when I knocked out and the twins had to wake me up due to me screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs.

Laurent and Larry were currently staring at me with concerned faces, "Do I have something on my face?" Their zoned out expressions quickly were replaced by embarrassed ones, "Sorry Chloe we just worry for you." Larry states with pink cheeks making me chuckle. I don't blame the boys for being concerned of me, hell I'm concerned for me. Even though I haven't slept in three and a half days my body is wide awake, although I do have killer bags under my eyes that could lead people into believing I'm a zombie. "I'm fine guys, I swear. I don't even feel tired." the twins give me a wary look before shaking their heads.

We were on our way to their workshop in Atlanta and let me tell you we were HELLA late. Putting the twins and I in a some what grumpy mood, our reason for being late is our driver that was supposed to take us there bailed on us at the last minute leaving us stranded at the hotel. Making us call a taxi which took around two hours to get here, then this dude had the audacity to tell us he couldn't find the place. When we specifically told him where the hotel was and he promised us he knew where it was!

I was wearing a 'Dope' white sleeveless vest top with Mickey flipping the bird, dark grey sweatshorts, white converse, along with my blue beads and my gold dream catcher necklace. Since I didn't feel like getting all dolled up I just threw my hair up into a messy pony tail. Laurent and Larry were twining today wearing a black Les Twins shirt from BlackBoyPlace, black skinny jeans, black/grey Jordan's, and their Beyoncé crew jackets. Each wearing their signature jewelry along with their outfits. The funniest part is that they didn't even plan to wear the same thing today, they came out of their rooms and looked at each other only to find out they were wearing the exact same thing.

"You trying to jack my swag bro?" Laurent accused Larry causing his mouth to drop and slap Lau on the shoulder, causing the smack to bounce off the walls making me wince. "No bro, you have no swag to jack." hearing his brother's reply Lau smacks Larry's shoulder causing him to jerk forward slightly. After about 10 seconds Larry brings his hand up to his shoulder and looks at Lau with a hurt expression, "Ouch."

I'm so pumped for this workshop, my stitches are freshly off and I'm ready to kill it! A humongous smile comes upon my face seeing the studio come into my view, finally.

When we entered the studio all the fans started to cheer and scream for the twins and I. Since we were late Larry, Laurent, and I apologized hundreds of times for the tardiness leaving out the details as to why we were late. After everything was in place and the groups were set up things started to flow smoothly. I decided to join Larry's group today so I was positioned right beside him, only because he noticed a couple guys trying to talk to me from his group so now I couldn't leave his side.

Looking over at Laurent's group I noticed that he was somewhat irritated with them. I leave Larry's group and start to walk over to Laurent's group to see what was wrong, I really didn't need to stay in Larry's group right now sense he is just going over steps people didn't know. Coming up to Laurent's side I catch the last of his little speech, "No time for be shy guys. Try to do as me or better than me, don't just be there like.." he does a bored face while doing the steps in a somewhat stiff way making me scrunch up my face. "Laurent what are you doing?"