Hi, this is an Adrienette fan fiction about an ordinary girl called marrinette and the famous supermodel Adrien Agreste. When Marinette is injured, does Adrien finally realise that she is more than 'just a friend'?
"Now for the dress!" Elvira chirped, she walked to a red velvet curtain to our left and drew the sheets of heavy fabric to the side, stepping away so that I could see the dress.
It was stunning, the same velvet colour as the curtains, yet it looked light and comfortable. It seemed to be silk, with a layer of lace draped over it. It was more beautiful than any of my designs. I couldn't believe that I was going to wear it!
The dress:
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"Wow." I breathed, my hand over my mouth. I walked towards it slowly, in awe. Elvira giggled lightly "C'mon let's get you dressed." I simply nodded.
~A FEW MOMENTS LATER~
I stepped out of the dressing room and immediately felt a large number of gazes fall upon me. There was a cohesive intake of breath as I looked up, my hair now in an elegant bun and my dark, smoky eyeshadow completing the look.
Her hair:
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Her eyes:
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"Twirl!" someone yelled from the crowd. I smiled and twirled gracefully. After a few practice catwalks, I was pretty good at walking in heels!
