Cats Leave Paw Prints [*Completed*]

Hypercritical

Chloé Bourgeois looked at her self proclaimed friend, Sabrina. They weren't partners for this project and it made Chloé utterly upset but at least she was partner with her Adrikins.

That both good and bad. Good that she and her crush were partners but also bad because they haven't done a darn thing. Chloé couldn't decide if it was her fault or his? Chloé called Adrien so they could meet up but he didn't pick up.

"How dare he!"

"Chloé?"

"Adrien, better have a really good reason for ignoring my calls!"

Chloé didn't like being ignored. Call her a brat but she knew what she want and how to get it.

"Sabrina, be a dear and do my project."

"Yes, Chloé. What would you like?"

Sabrina timidly asked. Sabrina was a good designer but she followed Chloé around like lost puppy.

"Something I'd look good in of course! Something Chic but simple. Something that grabs Adrien's attention. For him of course something made of spandex. I don't care want his looks like just remember the tighter the better."

Sabrina drew sketches. Of course they weren't up to Chloé's hypercritical views but she was close.

"He definitely needs to wear red. He looks so good in red."

Chloé added to her list of demands. Sabrina wondered if the only reason Chloé was actually partaking in the project is that she wanted to impress Adrien.

Sabrina flashed Chloé a couple new sketches. One of a simple black bikini with a little sliver ring in the middle of the top. Another of red spandex shorts covered in black spots and two big black ones on each side of the back. Spots that attracted anyone's eye's to the wearer's behind.

"It's pretty good."

"You really think so Chloé?"

Sabrina smiled knowing pretty good was all she was going to get.

"Adrien won't kept his eyes off me in that. I'll have these shipped off to my personal designer.  He'll get them down in a few days."

"Okay, Chloé."

Sabrina was honored that Chloé chose her to help her design. Sabrina thought maybe she would use one of the more famous designer but no she pick her.

"Marinette, won't ever even come close to these designs. She's probably banging her head on a table in frustration. Why her little art boy drools over her."

Chloé teased flipping her blonde ponytail. It was obvious that she hated Marinette. If she would back off from her man they wouldn't hate each as much.

"Bourgeois? And you call me rude?"
Felix interpreted.

"What are you doing here?"

Chloé asked. He had no business being in her Father's hotel not when Adrien had a photo shoot there.

"Adrien's and no show. So, I have to mess up my perfectly combed hair and wear colored eye contacts."

"Your ridiculous, his adoring fans like me will know your not him."

"Bourgeois, theirs a shocking amount of girls that ask me for my autograph thinking I him. It's quite funny tho. I always found myself better looking."

"In your dreams."

"Did you know that my favorite that to do?"

"Dreaming is your favorite thing? Why?"

"Quite frankly it's the only place where you don't exist."

Chloé blinked her eyes in astonishment. How could anyone say especially to the beloved daughter of Paris. She couldn't grasp why he would say something so cruel. Something so over the line that even Chloé wouldn't even say it. Something she wouldn't even tell Marinette.

Chloé liked the fact Marinette existed. The only reason of course being that if Chloé and Adrien started dating she could rubbed in little Miss Perfect's face.