So yes. The last update was only a few days ago, but I've been feeling guilty leaving y'all with such a short chapter this week. Who knows, if I have less chapters already up and ready to go, it might be the swift kick in the pants I need to work on unwritten chapters :)

THIS IS THE STORY I WANTED TO TELL WITH CHLOE! Ok, not exact...but I've remembered a lot of the original story I wanted to do with her and added in some new details based on S2 so far (maybe minor spoilers?). Chloe is a character what has so much potential, but I think the Miraculous writing team may be missing some opportunities. I'll see what I can do here.

Enjoy!

For the rest of the day, Chloe kept to herself. With Sabrina still on vacation, no one even glanced in her direction. As the final bell rang, Chloe was the last to leave the room.

During the last class, rain had begun to pour outside. Stepping outside to confront the monsoon, Chloe realized she had left her umbrella on the breakfast table that morning. It was now apparent that her driver was late as well. Chloe sighed, realizing it was probably best that she walk home. It's not that far, right?The girl hoisted her designer bag above her head in an effort to protect herself from the falling rain. The wet walk to the Grand Parishotel allowed her some clarity and perspective.

I've never seen Adrien that mad at me before, not even when I called the fire department during that baker's presentation… Have I truly lost my friend?

Luckily it did not take much time for Chloe to be safe in the lobby of her father's hotel. The other constant in Chloe's life, her butler, ran over the instant he caught sight of the soaking heiress.

"Mademoiselle! What a relief it is to see you alright! Your driver just called to say that you were not at the school. What on earth possessed you to walk home in a storm like this?" His beratement was cut short as Chloe, cheeks covered in black mascara trails, held out her now ruined purse.

"Do you think we can save it? Mother bought it for me before she left last time." Her voice was small. Butler Jean smiled at the poor child.

"I will certainly try, miss. Can I bring you anything once you get dried off?"

Chloe waved a hand as she moved towards the elevator. "You know what I like."

A nice hot shower set Chloe in a better mood. Noticing the time, she decided to see if Sabrina was available in New York to video chat. Chloe needed to vent about today!

"Oh, hey Chloe. How was school today?"

"Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!" The blonde threw her long trail of hair over her shoulder. "Adrien refused to sit next to me this year, he humiliated me in front of the entire class by saying Icause most of the akuma attacks, and it gets WORSE! It looks like Mari-Trash has tricked myAdrikins into falling for her." Sabrina made no sound or movement. Chloe rapidly smashed her finger into the screen. "Did the video freeze? SABRINA! Answer me! We need to do something about this!"

"You wanted Adrien to sit next to you? You were going to replace me?"

"What? Of course not. I just didn't want him sitting next to baker girl."

"HER NAME IS MARINETTE!" Sabrina's outburst startled Chloe, almost causing her to drop her phone. "You know what her name is; don't pretend like you don't."

"What's gotten into you, Sabrina? You've always been right alongside me when I put her down. Why are you defending her now?"

"I've always hated making fun of her, of others, Chloe. You just never stopped to ask."Sabrina's eyes began to water, her bottom lip quavering. "You're one of my best friends Chlo, but you are also one of the meanest people on the planet; a planet that includes Hawkmoth."

Chloe's eyes also began to mist, not believing the words coming from her friend. "What are you saying, Sabrina?"

"I'm saying this because I care about you. You need to hear the hard truth: nobody really likes you."

"YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT?" All of Chloe's pent up anger, sadness, uselessness flooded her, surprising herself with her outburst. "My own motherdoesn't even like to be around me! I'm not completely blind, Sabrina! I've just always had my friends to fall back on." The tears began to flow. "But if I don't have you or Adrien…"

"You'll finally have to look in the mirror."For the first time in the conversation, Sabrina sounded sympathetic. "And you're afraid of what you'll see?" Chloe's head bobbed. "Well that wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. Maybe you can become a better person through this."

A muffled voice called to Sabrina off screen. "Coming, Dad! Sorry Chloe. We're going out to lunch with my aunt and uncle. They managed to get us reservations at this place called The Grill? It's supposed to be pretty fancy."

Chloe sniffled. "When are you coming back again?"

"Probably in a couple days. Dad still wants to see a couple tourist spots. I'll make sure to get you a souvenir." Chloe sneered through her tears.

"It better not be one of those tacky 'I Heart NY' shirts." Sabrina gave an uncharacteristically confident grin.

"I'll see you in a few days Chloe. Bye!"

"Bye…" The girl lowered the phone, cuddling up further into her shag blanket. Why was it that even though she just spoke to her friend, she still felt so alone? Her head lifted at the sound of a knock at the door. "Come in." Her voice was weak from crying.

It was Butler Jean. "I've brought Mademoiselle her favorite hot chocolate from Charles Chocolatier with whipped cream and cinnamon sprinkles, along with a fresh batch of Chief Césaire's chocolate marshmallow bonbons." He placed the tray on the coffee table next to the couch Chloe was lounged on.

"Thanks Jean Jacques." Chloe lifted one of the chocolate concoctions to her lips. Her eyes caught the edge of an oddly shaped box hidden behind the steaming mug. "Jean Claude? What's this box on the tray?"

Butler Jean glanced over his shoulder. "I don't know, Mademoiselle. It was waiting for you when you arrived home today. I thought a present might make you feel better." He bowed, closing the door behind him.

Chloe rotated until her feet touched the ground, reaching for the box. A tiny note was wedged under the twine which encased the box. Be not afraid of growing slowly. Be afraid of only standing still. You are capable of great things; will you take the first step?Intrigued, Chloe slowly lifted the lid.

A striped hair ornament lay on the velvet lining of the box. "A hair do-dad? How can this help me?" The girl scoffed, about to close the lid. All of a sudden, an orb of yellow light emerged from the box, swirling around Chloe. She stifled a scream, dropping the box. A fluffy creature formed from the light.

"I believe that is my job." Its big blue eyes blinked slowly. "Are you ready to begin, my Queen?"

Prepare to enter Hero Bootcamp with your drill sergeant... Pollen! Will Chloe be up to the task of being a hero? Find out... when the story revisits our new friends!

See ya next week and STAY CREATIVE!