Marinette

"CHAT NOIR?!" The crowd screamed, just as shook as I was.

"Wow, what a turn of events!", responded the DJ, twirling a bubble wand on his finger. Chat noir snickers, adjusting his leather gloves. As I watch him scan the area, my thoughts jumble. Is he an idiot?! Why in the world would he go first? Such a skilled dancer wouldn't dare to go first. It's a risky move.

Right now, everyone is excited. Their hearts are beating fast than before and they're going to be harder to defeat. Someone could just beat you and take your place on the leaderboard.

While Chat begins to go up against younger dancers, I watched the scoreboard closely. Chat was on top, as usual. But instead of just going up against one person, he kept going.

Quel idiot

He was on his 4th win when the dancers stopped coming. No one else dared to challenge Chat. They were scared. And I hated it.

"Do we have anyone willing to try and defeat the undefeatable Chat noir?!" Yelled the Bubbler, eager for another person to be wiped from the leaderboard. This is so stupid! How is he still going on like this? I make my hands form fists. My knuckles go white. Stop shaking.

Sweat smeared his facepaint but he still maintained a cocky grin. He stretches his legs.

"I don't blame em'. I'd be scared if I had to go up against me too."

I feel my heart beat against my chest. That cocky son of a-.

"Hey, are you ok?", asked the same girl from before. The concern in her voice can in waves and I shrug. I notice she has a mic in her hands and takes it. She looks at me, confused. But when I start to walk towards the center, her eyes widen.

"H-Hey. Wait-"

But I don't wait. I yank the two ribbons holding my ponytails off and let my hair fall. My fingers move on their own, smearing my red face paint down my cheeks in streaks. People look at me with surprise, getting out of the way.

"I'm down"

When I enter the empty area, I'm greeted with shocked looks. A smile forms on my face at the sight of Chats amazed face. He stares at me with awe.

"Awe yeah! What yo name girl?!" Asked the DJ, thrill in his voice. I move the hair out of my face swiftly, my eyes meeting with Chats. They glowed green against my blue ones and if you looked close enough, you could find curiosity. I chuckle.

"Call me...Ladybug"