Trapped with a Miraculous

Chapter 1: Moving back to Paris.

"Mom!" I yell downstairs looking for my phone charger as we start loading the boxes into the moving truck.

"What Honey!" She yells back. I find the charger in my carry-on.

"Nevermind, I found it!" I say running back down the stairs. "Ready."

"Let's do this." My Dad says from behind us.

One of the movers walks up to us. "Okay, all set." My Mom and Dad thank him and we catch a taxi. Sitting waiting to get to the airport, my Mom sitting in the front my dad behind the driver, and I squashed on the left with all the backpacks. I let out a small sigh as we arrive at the airport. We go through customs and security. We walk onto the flight, my parents go up to first-class and I sit in the back by the bathrooms. Somehow I'm all by myself in the back few rows. I sit by the window as they close the doors.

"I thought you said the back would be empty." A voice behind me says to a crew member.

"Sir she is the daughter of Marshall Davis she wont care if she is famous." A male crew member says behind me.

"Fine, son i will be in the front." He says and walks past me. He has platinum blonde hair up in a fancy dew, he has a white suit jacket on, a white and red tie, a pair of red pants, and a pair of classes. I shrug and put my earphones in.

"Hey!" A tall blonde boy around my age says, he has Bright green eyes and basic boy attire. I wave and go back to staring out the window. "So, your Marshall Davis's daughter? I have never seen you on TV?" He says.

I take out my earphones. "Well he usually doesn't like me seen with him. I am an embarrassment." I say smirking.

"My Dad is not the best father..." He starts.

"But you are a top teenage model. Adrien." I smile and look out the window as we take off.

"So, you do know who i am." He smiles.

"Yep. My Dad's a model and has a lot of fashion magazines." I look back at him as he struggles with a backpack. I stand up and push it under the seat.

"OW!" I hear from the bag.

"What was that?" I say leaning towards the bag.

"Nothing," Adrien says kicking the bag. We sit on the plane for a couple of minutes and Adrien falls asleep.

"Excuse me?" A flight attendant says. "Any food?"

"Uh can I have a cheese and cracker plater," I say to the lady, "And get him one too?" I shrug. She nods and pulls to cheese and cracker platters out of the cart. "Thank you." I smile. I reach over to Adrien to open the tray in the seat next to him since he is asleep on his. I open my player and start eating. The backpack moves. I looked at it, it moved again, and I decided to open the bag. A small black flying blob cat thing flies out. My eyes are wide my mouth dropped open. I let out a small squeak.

"Now you got taste." the tiny creature says grabbing a piece of cheese off my plate. "Want one?" He asks.

"How about you eat his and not mine." I sass back. He flies over Adrien and brings the plate over to my tray.

"I like you." He says.

"Yeah..." I tilt my head. "So you got a tiny black creature named?"

"I'm Plagg." He shoves a piece of cheese in his mouth hole.

"y/n." I said, placing my hand out for a handshake. He grabs my pointer finger and shakes it.

"You know..." He swallows. "You are the first person to not freak out when they see one of us."

"I freaked out..." I sigh. "I just think...." I stop. "We?"

"I am a Kwame." He says. "Can i trust you?" He asks.

"I mean you're the first pet-alive thing I have had a full conversation with in a while. So I guess." I replied.

"Do you know Ladybug and Chat noir?" He asks.

"Yeah." I say.

"Well...." He pauses and checks to see Adrien still asleep. "See the ring he is wearing if he says something he will turn into Chat Noir and I am sucked into that ring and he gets my power."

"You mean that thingy with the object he touches turns into a Black dusty thing?" I ask. "I saw it on TV once."

"Yep and more but basically." He says eating the last piece of cheese.

"Hey!" I say. "You ate my cheese."

"You can have the crackers..." He starts as I throw a cracker at him. "Oh, can you not tell Adrien i told you, he would kill me."

"Sure thing." I smile. "Go back in the bag," I say. He smirks at me and flies back into the back, I zip it up. About ten minutes pass and we start flying down to the airport. I push up the two trays and shake Adrien awake. "Hey?" I say.

"Hm." He says sitting up.

"We are here." I say looking at him.

"Thank you for flying with us." A person says over the speakers. Adrien grabs his bag and walks out the back, followed by his dad and one huge man. I walk out the front after putting my hood up. I find my parents walking away, I run to catch up. We got into a taxi and I thought about what happened on the plane. Plagg I thought, that's so cool. I smile. We arrive at Grand hotel Pere, where we will be living. We walk up to the second to the top floor and open the door.

"y/n put the bags over there." My Dad says pointing to the corner. "And then follow me.'' I followed him out of the room and down to the first floor and under the grand staircase. "Adrè my friend said you can stay here." I nod and walk into the room. The room is a big one-bedroom tiny bathroom in the far corner. I lay on the spring bed and wait for the boxes to get here.