Ariana Ivanov loves figure skating. For her, it's a chance to escape her life and have freedom. Ariana has been skating since she was four and makes many friends in the process, one being Yuri Plisetsky. But Ariana's life is tough and she leaves Rus...
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1 year later
A year, has it really been that long since the two skaters won the Grand Prix Finals. Well, it has, it has been a year since Yuri Plisetsky and Ariana Ivanov has won first place, a year since she spoke her mind to her mother and a year since she and the Russian punk started to go out. Their relationship was like any other normal relationship, only that the media would try to follow the two teens everywhere the went. Thus resulting to them wearing disguises or never really going out much anymore. Not to mention and Victor and Yuuri are now into partner skating, which Ariana found cute, she and Yuri had discussed going into partner skating but never dug real deep into it. Ariana was the girlfriend who would cuddle on their boyfriend all the time, Ariana would make fun of him, cook him food, feed him and she got jealous very easily, it was quit funny actually. Currently the couple were getting ready for their date, they haven't been on one in a while and Yuri had suggested that they went out, to which Ariana agreed to immediately.
"Yuri! Where's my hair brush?!"
"In the cabinet!"
The two also lived together, Ariana moved out of her house and now lived with her beloved boyfriend. The blonde fumbled through her cabinet and found her pink hairbrush, with blonde hair in it, she knew it wasn't her hair.
"Yuri! Stop using my brush!"
"It was out! If you don't want me to use it don't leave it in my sight you hag!"
"Don't call me a hag! You want to sleep on the couch again?!"
"It's my room, you can't kick me out again!"
"I'll show you!"
The blonde grumbled to herself as she brushed her hair, then she threw it into a fishtail braid and she then threw on a green dress, it hugged her chest and flowed at her waist, she threw on her mint green coat and some black flats.
