The escape

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Me manlington: get up, brat. Somebody is here to see you.
*her voice immediately woke marrinette up, because it was booming and cold.*

Marrinette: yes ma'am..
*adrien walked in and ms manlington left.*

Marrinette: ADRIEN!
*he ran over to you and you got out of the bed. You both hugged for a long time.*

Adrien: I was so worried about you, marrinette.

Marrinette: Adrien I don't want to be here..

Adrien: I know.
*you both pull apart and sit on the bed.*

Adrien: that's why I have come up with a plan.

Marrinette: what kind of plan?

Adrien: it's kind of crazy. Only if you are up for it.

Marrinette: we'll go on, tell me what it is.

Adrien: we could get chloes mom to take us to New York and we could live there. I could sneak you out of here.

Marrinette: I'm in.

Adrien: really? Just like that?

Marrinette: of course. I trust you, Adrien. Now that I think about it, the only people I have ever trusted as much as you were TIKKI and cat noir. You must be cat noir.
*tears welled up in Adrien's eyes, because he knew how much cat noir meant to her. Hearing her say this was the highest honor.*
*ms manlington walked in.*

Ms manlington: alright kid. Out you go, visiting hours are over.
*adrien slips a note to marrinette then leaves.*

Ms manlington: is that you're boyfriend?

Marrinette: yes ma'am.
*marrinette reads the note, and it says: I'm coming for you tonight at 11.*

Ms manlington: how does he feel about having a sick girlfriend?

Marrinette: he loves me. And I'm not sick.
*at this, marrinette realized that ms manlington would never give up. Ms manlington wanted to make marrinettes life miserable.*

Marrinette: you know what? I figured you out.

Ms manlington: whatever are you talking about, heathen child?

Marrinette: you feel threatened by a 14 year old girl, that you feel that you have to assert dominance over me. It's sad, really. That your so insecure. But guess what? I know I'm not sick. No matter how many times you tell me that,  I know that IM not the sick one here.
*ms manlington seemed to be at a loss for words, until a shadow crossed over her face.*

Ms manlington: nobody talks to me like that.

Marrinette: well obviously someone should.
*ms manlington slapped marrinette across the face.*

Ms manlington: you'd better watch your mouth.

Marinette: I would say it all again.
*at that, ms manlington let out an angry sigh, then left the room, slamming the door. Then sameul walked in.*

Sameul: what did you say to her?!

Marrinette: I told her what somebody else should  have told her a long time ago.
*samuel nervously runs his fingers through his hair.*

Sameul: marrinette, she could quit. Then what are we going to do?

Marrinette: she won't quit just because I stood up to her.

Sameul: how can you be so sure?!

Marrinette: I just am.
*she was not sure at all. She was just hoping. She didn't want to be here, but it seemed like sameul did. She didn't want to ruin that for him.*

11 O'CLOCK PM

*the window in marinettes room slowly creaked open. Adrien quietly climbed inside.

Adrien: hey! Are you okay?

Marrinette: how do you feel about having a sick girlfriend?

Adrien: what?!

Marrinette: just answer the question....

Adrien: you're not sick. But even if you were, I would love you just the same.
*marrinette let out a breath of relief.*

Adrien: ready to get out of here?

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