A Masked Love || Cat Noir x Reader

Intro: How it starts

Hi guys! This is the first time I've written a real story so be patient with me as I figure out the story line. This story is set where you and Cat Noir are older, around 17 or 18. Sometimes I'll put songs/pictures with the chapters to help set the vibe I'm going for. Have fun and thanks for reading! :)❤️
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YOUR POV

I'm suddenly snapped out of my dream as my alarm blares beside me. Wow, that was a nice dream. And... I already don't remember what it was about. Oh well. I slowly open my eyes to my brightly lit room, with the sunlight shining through the windows and onto my half-awake face. As my eyes adjust I can see clearer through the glass, which reveals the beautiful french architecture throughout the city. The sun is still rising, so the sky is a soft, golden orange. I definitely won't mind seeing this view every day.

I grab my phone and turn off my alarm, realizing I can't sit and admire Paris forever... I need to get ready for my first day at school! I swing my sheets back and hop out of bed, excited to put on the cute outfit I had already planned the night before. Once I put on my outfit, I take a good look in the mirror - is this acceptable to wear in France? I'm still getting used to everything here. I guess we'll see.

My family had just moved to Paris a few weeks ago. We originally lived in the US, but we got to move here because of my mom's new job. Thank you, Mom! I'm obviously still learning everything about the city, but thankfully I started practicing french a few months ago, so I know a fair amount. Hopefully my pronunciation isn't too bad, but I'm doing my best and that's all that matters.

Once I do my hair and makeup - and I must say I look pretty cute - I head downstairs to eat breakfast real quick. My mom, dad, and s/n (sibling's name) are already at the kitchen table, eating what looks like waffles and bacon. Heckkk yeah.

"Yesssss! Thank you for the waffles!" I yell with a big smile on my face, then trap my mom in a hug.

"You're welcome, honey. I want you to have a good breakfast for your first day of school. Now come on and eat before you're late," My mom says.

"Don't have to ask me twice," I say.

After I eat, I hug and kiss my parents goodbye and head off for school. Granted, I probably should've looked up thorough directions before I left, but oh well. I'll figure it out somehow.

I stroll through the streets and can't help but feel on top of the world. I'm in a new, beautiful place, with a fresh start, in the city of love. Life is good. And is that what I think it is... It is! I found a map! Today is already off to a great start.

After taking many crosswalks and turning many blocks, I finally arrive at my new school, Collège Françoise Dupont. It's a large, tan building with a large clock at the top. Without thinking I start heading up the steps, and can't help but glance around at all of the couples and friend groups hanging about. I glance at one group and a girl with brown hair and glasses shifts her focus onto me, in which I smile and give a little wave to her. She reciprocates a warm smile and a wave back, which calms my nerves a bit. Hopefully everyone here is as nice as her.

As I walk through the entrance I notice a poster on the wall, one I quickly take interest in.

"FIRST EVER DANCE TEAM TRYOUTS TODAY - 5:00-7:30 PM IN THE COURTYARD"

I can feel my stomach flutter with both nerves and excitement. I was on my school's dance team in America, and it was one of the best experiences ever. I made some amazing friends and, of course, got to do what I love every day. Hopefully I'm able to make my new school's dance team as well.