A new law has been declared within Paris that all those individuals who are 18 by the beginning of the new year, who wants absolutely nothing the the following stating:
- Marriage
- Having own children
- Commitment [Issues]
- Doubts about future wit...
Today's the day. The day that decides my future once and for all. Will I become a participant in a law for arranged marriages? Or will I have somehow been saved and they took my answers for something else and I don't have to suffer with this?
If I am chosen, will Marinette be on it too? If I'm not, will she be on the list? If she isn't on the list, will I be on it? I there a possibility neither of us will make it on the list? Not likely, Marinette isn't too keen when it comes to lovey-dovey gestures towards her, and if asked, she plainly rejects with no emotions towards the interviewer, about going on a date with them or being asked about her love life. If anything, she'll accept gifts, but if it has or looks anything nearing to love, I can see it in her eyes that she just wants to gag, especially if it is on valentine's day.
I'm currently getting ready, or am supposed to be getting ready for school, but I'm too worried to think of the names that will be on that darn list. Who's future is going to be wrecked if they aren't the one's doing the wrecking?
Why does this have to happen? Why can't we just live out on our own terms? Who cares if we don't believe in love? Marriage should be out of love, not out of decreased population in a city!
"Adrien! I've been calling for some time now, you're going to be late for school," came Natalie's voice, waking me up from my thoughts. School. Collège Françoise Dupont. The one place I wish I didn't exist at the moment, just like any other building that'll have this stupid list pinned up. Alas, even if school and the other building weren't to exist or have them pinned, the mayor would have them placed elsewhere.
I got ready quickly to get to school, if I haven't yet said it, the one place I dread at the moment. If it was up to me, I would totally miss school, or not go at all, but I'm the one who wanted to attend school, why am I afraid to go there though? It's just some stupid list everyone will have to take a look at to see if they will have a forced future, or be happy because they didn't make it and continue on with the plans they set for the road ahead of them, and because I'm looking at it in school, I go straight to my classes right after.
I made it on time to school, dreading it, practically running in to see my name and run to my dad to bribe the mayor, going up to see whether or not I was chosen and either celebrate not making it in peace or remain distressed that I was and now I have to be forced to do something for the city against my will to regain that population with someone. As I make my way up the millions of stairs leading into the school, or at least they feel like millions right now, I see a paper already pinned up, and nobody around.
Agreste. Agreste. Agreste. What the hell am I doing? I'm an Agreste, why am I still going down like if I'm in the bottom, I'm an A, I tell myself this as I had caught myself in the L section.
Lahiffe, Nino. Oh, Nino. Why? Why is this happening? Why Nino? I knew he didn't believe in love, but I didn't think he would have to go through this. I go lower and lower before going from the bottom to top again.
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