Christmas Ball

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Marinette
There were two more weeks until the Christmas Ball and I still don't know what to wear. And Adrien still doesn't have a date. It was currently lunch time and the three of us; me, Damian and Adrien were just walking around. I felt someone following us since we left the classroom. I was right. There was a girl with blonde hair and a pink streak to her left side. She was also a first year like us but she was in another class.

I quietly turned around, silently walking away from the boys. I stood up behind the girl and began to push her forward towards the boys.
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Damian: -...Right habibti? Habibti...?

Adrien: She really needs to stop doing that...

Marinette: Hey boys, this little girl has something to say to you, Adrien.
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I left the two there, pulling Damian away and we watched from the other side of the corner. I was giggling and snickering the entire time.

Damian: What's so funny, habibti?

Marinette: I told him whenever he found his soulmate or ever caught the eye of a girl, I'd laugh my ass off like he did to us.
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Zoe: Uhh..hi, Umm, m-my name's Zoe and I'm in class 1B. I-I was wondering if you wanted to go to the C-Christmas Ball with me? You don't h-have to..-

Adrien: *gasps* Sure, why not. Meet me here at six.

Zoe: A-At six..oh o-ok.
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Marinette: Real smooth, Agreste. Who's the 'lucky' lady?

Adrien: Haha, very funny. Her name's Zoe. She asked me..-

Damian: Yeah, Yeah, we know what she asked you... What did you say.

Adrien: Why not. Meet me here at six.

Marinette: You could've sounded less like an old man and how you usually do! This is a Girl for crying it out! You could've put some more effort into it.

Adrien: Then let me ask you this. She asked me out because she likes the way I am even if it's just for my looks. She knew the risks and took them. So...all I had to do was be myself, not so?

Damian: Still, try not to make her run away. C'mon you two, the bell's about to ring.
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Marinette: *whispers* She was the one, wasn't she? *grins*

Adrien: *blushes* I don't know what you're talking about..

Marinette: I know what I saw...that little glimmer in your eyes...*giggles*

Adrien: That's enough..let's just get to class!
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One week left until the ball. And I still don't have a dress. *sigh* I was just sitting aimlessly, my head rested flat on my desk. I don't want my dad to buy me one, and clothing supplies here in Gotham are expensive. Damnit. I got a knock at my window. The wolf is back. I got up and noticed he was carrying a bag in his hand. He handed it to me and I took it and opened it. I took out the kite paper and I was astonished.

 I took out the kite paper and I was astonished

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Damian: You..Uhh...you like it?

Marinette: ...It's...magnificent. But you didn't need to..-

Damian: Yeah I did. I heard from a little 'bat' that your favorite color is red and that you don't have a dress.

Marinette: Thanks, I won't let it go to waste.

Damian: Well, I've got to go now..-

Marinette: You're not staying?

Damian: Uhh no..I've got..- Wait..you want me to? *grins*

Marinette: Don't get the wrong idea.

Damian: Sure..*smirks* Well, good night habibti..-

Marinette: Wait..a question. How do you know my size?

Damian: Uhh..now that's a secret. *leaves*
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It was finally the day of the dance. The day before Christmas. Christmas Eve. Everyone was in pairs on the dance floor. Including Adrien and his date. They were so cute. He actually has a soulmate, never thought I'd see the day. Dick and Tim were also on the dance floor with their dates and Jason was standing by the snack bar table drinking punch. I feel so sorry for him.

I looked to the corner of my eye and saw a hand stretched out next to me. Damian.

Damian: May I have this dance, habibti?

Marinette: ...Charmed. But try not to step on my feet please.

Damian: You think the son of the billionaire playboy doesn't know how to dance..please.

Marinette: *giggles* Well, let's show them how it's done, Dami.

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