What The Future Holds

Style Queen pt. 1

"Gabriel, are you sure you would like to take the risk? If Audrey Bourgeois does attend the show, do you intend to akumatize her?" Nathalie asked, holding her tablet in her hands as she stares at the man in front of her. 

Gabriel Agreste, Paris's greatest fashion designer, was to have a fashion show later this afternoon in which his son would be modeling. Within the fashion world, this was a must-see event that even visiting critic, Audrey Bourgeois, couldn't ignore. 

"Audrey Bourgeois has the potential to be my most powerful creation. With her temper, I have no doubt she'll become angry." He then turned to face Nathalie. "Is Adrien's friends still going to the show?"

Nathalie nodded before saying, "yes sir. Front row seats, just like he asked."

Gabriel nodded, knowing that there's no way the queen of style could resist coming to one of his fashion shows. With his back to her, Gabriel nods and says, "make sure his friends take the first row."

Later that day, Hugo and Emma were sitting in the front row along with their other friends and Marinette's parents. Hugo was talking to Alya about her latest update on the lady blog as Emma played games with Mr. and Mrs. Dupien-cheng. At the sight of them alone, Hugo couldn't help but think that they were adorable. Just like back home, Emma was their angel and she loved it.

"Hugo, you said you were a model too, right? Maybe you should talk to Adrien about modeling with him," Alya suggested as she showed him a picture on her phone. The picture was that of Adrien and Hugo smiling side by side. "You two would be great on the front cover."

Hugo couldn't help but smile a little awkwardly at the idea before saying, "Mr. Agreste wouldn't want me. He doesn't even know me."

Just then, Chloe and her parents came over, her mother taking the seat that the kids had saved for Marinette. "How dilapidated is this place? And I have to share the front row with this group of low-lives? Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous."

Alya and Marinette exchanged looks before saying, "Uh, sorry, but that seat is reserved for Marinette."

Marinette stood there beside Nathalie as if debating whether or not to speak up. This was Audrey Bourgeois, the one and only style queen, taking her spot. This woman has the ability to make or break a career in fashion.

Ms. Bourgeois looked over at Marinette, unimpressed by the sight of her. "This Marinette girl, again?" She says, making Marinette feel rather small at her stare.

"Let me handle this, mother." Chloe looked at the other kids seriously, not wanting them to argue with her. After all, this was for her mother and it's not like she was friends with them anyways. "Hey losers, do you know who my mother is? She's Miss Style Queen: the most powerful woman in the world of fashion. This show is for her, okay? So, get lost!"

"But Chloe, we're here for Adrien," Hugo says as he looks the girl in the eye. He knew what she was feeling. She just wanted to impress her mother. "This is where we were told we'd be sitting."

Nathalie, unimpressed by the celebrity in front of her, simply held up her hand to stop Hugo. When he fell silent, she looked over at Audrey. "Mrs. Bourgeois. Mr. Agreste has reserved a seat for you..."

"Ah, finally!" Mrs. Bourgeois says as she stands up, ready to prove just how superior she was compared to the nobodies beside her.

Nathalie, seeing the look on her face, couldn't help but burst her bubble. After all, she wasn't much of a fan of the woman, and the last thing Nathalie wanted to deal with was an adult version of Chloe. 
"...In the second row."