Art!

~inudigifan201

The Snob and The Artist

"Ugh!" Chloe Bourgeois crossed her arms as she walked down the exhibit hall. She really didn't want to be there. But, the art gallery was for charity and was being held in her father's hotel.

Just so her father could look good for the press, she had to buy at least one painting.

Why would she want a stupid painting anyway?

"Ew." She glanced at a landscape. "Gross." She rolled her eyes at an abstract. "Lame." She commented on a portrait.

She sighed. "Nothing here is worth my time." Something red caught her eye. She backed up and took a better look at the painting. She smiled. "Now this is art!"

The Eiffel Tower stood tall as Ladybug and Cat Noir leapt into action off the canvas.

"I'll take it." She placed a yellow sticker below the painting to signify that she was buying it.

"You can't buy that painting." A voice came from behind her.

She scowled and turned around. There stood her class mate Nathaniel. He wore a blazer over his t-shirt and jeans. He also had his hands in his pockets. His red hair was in his face like usual.

"And why not? I'm rich." She crossed her arms.

"Because it's not for sale." He rolled his eyes. "Not to you anyway."

She raised an eyebrow. "Who said you could tell me what I can and cannot buy?"

"Because it's my painting." He shrugged.

She giggled. "You can't afford it. Why are you even here?"

"I painted it." He pointed to the description plate. "I don't need to buy my own art."

She gazed at the painting again, then the description plate, and then looked him over. "Well, I must say. You painting the only thing here that isn't complete garbage."

He raised a confused eyebrow. "Uh… thanks."

She smiled and crossed her arms. "It's so going on my bedroom wall."

He rolled his eyes again. "I still can't let you buy it."

She huffed and put her hands on her hips. "And why not? Half the money goes to charity and half goes to you. Don't you want, I don't know, more art supplies?"

He crossed his arms. "You don't appreciate art."

She pointed to the painting. "I appreciate good art."

He rolled his eyes again. "You just like it because it has Ladybug in it."

"Humph!" She turned around and faced the painting. She looked over every detail. She gazed at the smirk Ladybug was giving and the dopey smile plastered on Cat Noir's face. She smiled. Every detail about the heroes was Spot-on. Their dynamic, their poses, even their hair looked real. Like the heroes could leap right out at her at any minute. The Eiffel tower stood tall and strong. She could count the rivets. And the city in the background looked gorgeous.

She glanced back at him. "Maybe you're right." She sighed. "Maybe I don't get art. But, if there is one thing I do know, well two actually, it's Ladybug and Cat Noir and Paris. And you did a great job representing both." She gave him a smug smile and had one eye closed. "If you don't let me buy this one, then I'm just going to have to commission another one." She giggled and opened her other eye. "I wasn't lying when I said I want it on my bed room wall." She smiled and crossed her arms.

He smiled and shook his head. "Fine." He gave in. "Just don't say anything at school." He blushed.

She became confused. Why was he blushing? She blushed. Was he embarrassed? Wait! Why did he matter to her?

Chloe curled up in her bed and gazed at her most recent purchase. She smiled as she turned the lights off and closed her eyes.

Perhaps she'd commission Nathaniel to draw her something else anyway. Tomorrow.