GOLD

Thirteen

The third day of school for everyone but Adrien as he had a delayed start. Thanks to his restrictive father. He repeated to himself 'Don't do anything stupid.' As he drove his Vespa down the streets of Paris.

The chill of the autumn air gracing his slightly tanned skin sent goosebumps down his back. A feeling that shocked him wide awake. His moment of overthinking crossed with ecstasy was halted by a traffic light. As he waited a motorcycle pulled up next to him. The driver revved up his motorcycle as if looking to race Adrien. An action that was egged on by the motorcyclist's female passenger. Dressed in a baggy leather jacket most likely her boyfriend's, of whom Adrien assumed was the driver.

Adrien just thought it would best decision to dismiss her taunts. "What? Afraid your going to lose traffic cone?"

He rolled his eyes at her attempts to rile him up. Making fun of his Vespa's vibrant color was the weakest attempt to get on his nerves. He heard far better insults from his modeling career. He was either too skinny, too fat, too short, too tall, lacked a WOW factor.

He waited for the light to turn green listening to the female's taunts. "I think Goldilocks lacks the balls." She told the driver and he responded with a light snicker.

Adrien bit his tongue as he knew from experience that it was best not to indulge her even if she insulted his manhood. The light of relief finally appeared.

He was nearly there until the idiot driving a motorcycle cut him off. The back passenger felt it necessary to turn and flip the bird as the motorcycle sped over the speed limit. Her fingers were covered with bandaids. He didn't know if that was a fashion choice or it was a consequence of being reckless.

He couldn't tell who the passager was besides female and having a monogrammed bookbag. A black "M" circled in blush pink. It look familiar but he couldn't place it. Her helmet had tinted black glass and stickers of all sorts plastered upon it.
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Alya came to dress to impress. A lavender mesh sweetheart top with puff sleeves, a cropped fit, lettuce-edge trim, and Bratz print all over. A super cute shirt hidden by a pink velour jacket as the dress code prohibited crop tops. She wore the matching pants as the velour jacket was part of a tracksuit. Silver bangles decorated her wrist and ears. Included were leopard platform sneakers with black soles and silver chains.

"I know this is a little much but I let Etta and Ella pick out my outfit as a reward for helping me do the chores and completing them. They love Bratz dolls and wanted me to be one. They're freaking brats themselves."

"I know it's a lot but you are rocking it! I won't be surprised if they became my future competition."

"Nah, I think you're safe. They wanted to put shitty Claire's makeup on my face. Not only that but they wanted me to take both a unicorn and a cupcake purse so I could carry my school stuff because my bookbag doesn't match. My phone doesn't even fit in the cupcake. And this morning they wanted me to wear good luck socks and couldn't agree so now I'm wearing a pink sock on one foot and a blue one on the other foot."

"I am so glad I'm an only child." Marinette laughed as she fiddled with the motivation magnets inside her locker that her dad bought for her. All of them involving puns. "Donut Give Up!" "Stop And Smell The Flour." "Don't Be Upsetti Eat Some Spaghetti." "I Love You Very Mochi." They were very stupid but made her smile when she was having a bad day.

"I love them but I want to strangle them," Alya added.

Marinette's mind was occupied with thoughts of ChatNoir. They had meant up the night before and she discussed with him the responsibilities of being the wielder of the Cat Miraculous. Marinette tried to invite Scarlett Lady but whoever she did not care for patrolled or to attempt to be a teammate.