A Pre-Competiton Party

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'When I was younger, everyone used to pick on me. They would tell me I'm not beautiful or talented. They told me I could never be anything. They were wrong. I'm an Ice-Skater. I play a beautiful sport.'

It was an hour after we had settled in at our hotel room, and Eliza had just left to get some food. But, guess what happened! I heard a knock at our door. 'Who could that be?' I thought to myself, going to answer the door. I looked through the eye hole to see it was Victor. 'What the bloody hell? Is this guy a stalker? And what is he holding?' I opened the door and smiled at him, seeing that he was alone. "Hey! What're you doing here?" I asked nicely, letting him in.

"Well, its kind of last minute," He came inside and looked around. "But I decided to have a party, and you're invited!" He said and handed me a bag. Correction, a heavy bag. "Go get changed so we can go!" He pushed me into the bathroom and sat on the bed. "I'll wait." He smiled.

Nodding, I closed the door and opened the bag. 'Oh My Glob!' Inside was a beautiful dress and heels. (See bottom for outfit) After staring at it in awe for a moment, I put on the dress and then heels. I looked at myself in the Mirror, and DAMN! I looked good! "Hey Victor," I opened the door and came out. When he looked at me he looked like a proud mother... weird... "This seems like fun and all, but I don't think I should go anywhere without Eliza..."

"Oh! Don't worry about that!" He smiled and pat the spot on the bed in front of him and pulled a brush, ponytail holders, and bobby pins out of the other bag he had brought. "I ran into her at the store and sent her off to another party, one for only the coaches." I nodded and sat down next to him, he immediately started to mess with my hair.

'He seems just like how mum used to be...' I smiled lightly thinking about her, and how much I miss her. Then I can't help but snicker, imagining Victor in a dress and heels.

"What's so funny?" He asked, still pulling at my hair.

"Don't worry about it!" I quickly said, changing the subject. "Hey Victor, why have you been so kind to me, even though we just met a few hours ago, and maybe once before that?"

"That's easy," Even though I couldn't see him, I knew he was smiling. "You reminded me of someone I once knew. Besides, I've seen you skate before and you're not half bad! Plus, I know Yurio seems to enjoy watching you skate." As soon as he said that I fell silent. On the inside however...

'OH MY JESUS! HE WATCHES ME SKATE?! MY IDOL WATCHES ME SKATE?! HOW IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?!' Within my time of panic (and absolute fangirling), I guess Victor had finished working on my hair.

"Okay! It's done! Let's go!" He got up and gave me my phone. "We're gonna walk, it's not that far!" I nodded as we left the room and I made sure the door was locked.

"Hey uhh... Victor?" I started, "Can I ask you something?"

He threw his arm over me and I nearly fell because of the heels. "Of course you can! I am your future father after all!" He said happily. My heart stopped for a moment as soon as he said that.

"F-future f-father?" I stuttered, suddenly forgetting what I was about to ask him. "Why do you s-say that?"

"Just a feeling!" He smiled, I smiled in return.

'Something's seriously wrong with him...' I thought as we continued to walk. Victor was talking about nonsense that I didn't really care about, but I pretended like I did. A few long minutes later, we arrived at another hotel; this one right next to the rink. We went inside and I followed him to a hotel room, I guess he forgot something?

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