Marinette has a secret. She's been hiding her eye color since she was little. She was a black. Of couse blacks were feared and if anyone found out you were a black you would be taken to a camp where they resided. So she hid it. Until she found Damia...
I scroll through my playlist before pressing on Party Rock Anthem from Alvin and the Chipmunks and throwing it onto my bed. My speakers blast while I go through my clothes, searching for the perfect outfit for me to wear to the business.
I really didn't care if I wore clothes my grandmother didn't like. She was probably expecting me to wear some showy chinese dress and honestly I didn't want to wear that. I chose between a wine colored knee length dress and a black jumpsuit.
I grab the jumpsuit and go to the bathroom. I pull off Damian's hoodie (that I stole) and my skinny jeans. I shimmy into the jumpsuit, adjusting it in certain places to make sure it wasn't uncomfortable. I put on a pair of black pumps and look at myself in the mirror.
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I smirk and walk out, throwing my dirty clothes into my duffle bag, which I had designated to dirty clothes. I grab my phone and open the camera app. I situate myself on my bed and smile prettily.
*snap* *snap* *snap*
I take a couple a pictures of myself, making sure I was posed modestly enough that it didn't make me look desperate, and sent them to Damian. I smirked and put my phone down and started on my makeup.
I put on a pink nude lip gloss, a light dusting of blush and a soft silver eye shadow with a black eyeliner, I did a single line across my lid. I pulled my hair back in a slick ponytail and whipped to the side, for some odd reason, enjoying the way my hair hit the side of my face.
I giggled when my phone pinged and snatched it up. I opened the messaging app and smiled at Damian's text messages.
Dami: You really shouldn't tempt me like that Angel.
Dami: It'd be a shame if something happened to your jumpsuit when I see you tonight...
I giggle and message him.
Angel: Well I'll be changing before we meet up for the full moon so you can ruin something else.
Dami: Alright... But you still shouldn't tempt me like that. I might just steal you for the night.
A blush coated my cheeks as I messaged back.
Angel: I wouldn't mind that...
He didn't answer to that. He decided to change the subject. I could picture his red cheeks in my mind.
Dami: You are going to the business dinner with your grandmother right?
Angel: Yup. I should still have time to meet you before I loose control of my powers.
Dami: Alright. It should be easy to get away from my father and siblings. They know you're a black so I'll say I'm just going to help keep you in control.
