Just Friends

17. Water Below

Of course my peers would choose to throw the most random party that someone could throw out in the middle of the woods. And apparently, another classroom was on the same trip, just across the lake. So being the young, naive class we were, we met them in the middle, brought some drinks (that I didn't even know someone snuck in) and began playing some music.

I was sitting on the bench since Adrien was watching over me carefully. Apperently, I'm a light weight, so I wasn't allowed to have any drinks. Although I would admit to feeling a bit adventurous tonight to be able to forget about drama, being ladybug, and having to function properly, I knew that if I took a swig of any form of alcohol I would probably pass out right away. And even if it was tempting, I didn't want to give Adrien and Nino another reason to watch over me tonight.

Alya, of course being Alya, was drinking all she wanted with the watchful eye of Nino of course, and I began to get annoyed at the fact that the boys were watching us like unkept children.

Or maybe it was the fact that we walked all the way to the middle of the woods, to be limited by the amount of fun we could have. I looked up to Adrien, who was of course getting some female attention from the other class at the camp. I mean he was a famous model after all. And I was just the girl that sometimes baked to help out her parents.

I sighed, pulling my jacket further around me and deciding to take out my messy bun for once. After that was done, I roughly ran my fingers through my black hair, letting them run all the way to the ends.

I didn't notice that I was catching the attention of the opposite sex until I felt the other end of the wooden bench dip, making me look up at a tall guy with brunette curls and hazel eyes. I smiled hesitantly, wondering what he wanted.

After a bit of awkward silence he finally spoke up, "Sorry, I was just admiring your beauty for a second." He chuckled. His voice seemed fake, like he was trying to act like a certain flirt... maybe Chat noir? If he was trying then he wasn't really good at it.

I giggled anyway, feeling obligated to return the same energy. "Anyway, my names-." His flirty talk was stopped when I heard the familiar voice of Adrien. It suprised me, since I thought he was still hanging with all of his girl friends.

"Hey Princess, you want something to drink?" He asked. I turned around, looking at a muscular Adrien. He had never looked this appetizing since our rendezvous a couple weeks ago. Maybe he looked like this because it was dark outside and my eyes were playing tricks on me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize you guys were dating." He suddenly said, getting up from the bench and giving Adrien a weird man hug.

I rolled my eyes, "We're not da-."

"Thanks dude, I knew you'd understand. I'm trying to keep it on the down low." Adrien joked, I felt myself become frustrated, mentally and sexually. Maybe I did need a drink to calm my nerves.

I shouldn't even be feeling like this, and I began to think I was feeling this way because I was around a bunch of other hormonal teenagers.

I got up from my seat, walking over to the table that was filled with cheap soda, beer, and some unfamiliar looking alcohol. My hand was tempted to actually get a real taste of the devilish liquid, since it would be the first time I willingly would take the drink. And it felt terrifying thinking about what would happen once my hand did hold onto the glass bottle.

I reached out, about to grab a drink before my hand's direction was gently altered, and instead made its way to Adrien's lips. I smiled, beginning to realize more and more how alike Adrien and Chat noir were. I mean they were the same person, but I couldn't wrap my head around the fact still. It was quite unbelievable.