Markus POV
* Ring-Ring-Ring * I shut my alarm off and threw my covers off and made my way to the bathroom where I went through usually morning routine. I made my way to my closet and took out a black skintight long sleeve shirt, a white T-shirt, black jeans and black converse sneakers.
I did a quick outfit check before heading to my sister's room. I entered her room to find her sound-asleep in her bed. She looked so peaceful I almost didn't want to wake her up, 'Almost'
I made my way up to her and shouted into her ears, " Mari! Wake up!", nothing....she hadn't even flinched. Then I got a great idea, " Marinette! AKUMA!!!" Then she shot up and got into a fighting stance before looking at my smug face. " Morning Mark. When did you get here?", 'Seriously' ,I started at Mari with the most deadpanned expression on my face before getting up to leave. I turned to her and said, "Hurry up before we're late for school sis, I wanna get there before 'IT' does."
She nodded and I made my way down stairs.Marinette POV
Once Markus left, I made my way to the bathroom and took a shower and performed my morning routine. Once I finished, I made my way to my closet and took out a pair of black jeans, a white long sleeve shirt, black combat boots and a small gray bag, that contained cookies for Tikki, made her way into my bag. I put my hair into a neat bun and did a quick once over and my way down stairs, to find Markus in the kitchen washing up his breakfast dishes. " Hey Mark . What's for breakfast?"
"There.", he said pointing at a plate of croissant's and a cup of tea. "Awww~ You made me breakfast." I said in a baby-ish voice to annoy him but he simply ignore and I ate my breakfast.
Once I was done we grabbed our backpacks and made our way to school saying good bye to Mama and Papa.
Markus is my twin brother like me he is 16. His hair has brown roots that naturally fade into midnight blue. He has freckles on his nose and cheeks, which are natural rosy, a sharp jawline and our matching blue eyes. He's always been really good with
computers and stuff like that, heck he even created an artificial intelligence/ AI to help us keep track of akuma's and it even creates files and analysis for each one. I'm great full for him and when I revealed my identity to him he supported me and even came up with excuses for my absence. I've always been by his side and he's always been by mine. When Lila showed up he stood firm and trusted my words over hers.'I wish the same could be said for the other' Alya(15),Nino(16), Nathaniel(16), Kagami(17), Adrien(16), Zoe(16) and Luka(18), are the only ones that still have faith in me. My classmates, fellow students and even some teacher's all fell for Lila's lie's. She started with small whispers and planted seeds of doubt, and then she watered them with lies and false accusations about me, to make it worse she tried to force herself onto Markus. Then to top it all off she accused me of stealing her grandma's necklace. I almost got akumatised that day. My parents even believe Lila over me, their daughter.
Markus and I walked into the locker room to find it crowded by students, teachers and our classmates. I made my way to my front to find Lila crying in Ms. Bustier's arms.
"What happened?" Those were the only words I said when the room went silent. Markus made his way next to me as everyone backed away from us and began glaring at and whispering amongst themselves. Lila began sobbing and nuzzled closer to Ms. Bustier . "Don't play dumb. You two did this to her! Your suppose to lead by example not beat your classmates up! I'm so disappointed in your behavior." I started at Ms.Bustier in horror at her words. "But-", "Go to the principal's office right now." Ms. Bustier cut Markus off before he could protest. "But-", "GO! Now!" She shouted blocking any protests from Markus.
Once we arrived at the office with our parents, we were suspended for a week and given three weeks of detention right after. We left immediately after that. When we got home Mama seated Markus and I on the couch and left us with Papa, who watched us with eyes full of disappointment. When Mama came back she told us something that only made our life so much worse. "Your going to stay with your father in America for the 1 year so he can fix your behavioral 'issues'" , " Do mean our father Papa is right there!" , " What about school?" I asked adding to Mark's statement. "I've already informed the school and they were pleased with the news......You leave next Friday." , she answered, voice laced with authority, leaving no place for further questions/ protests.
I turned to see Markus starring at the floor wide-eyed, trying to recover from the news that we had just received. He looked me in the eyes, you could see the hate, confusion and hurt in his eyes. He was never good at taking bad news. The tears in my eyes threatening to spill. Markus took my hand and we made our way to my room where we basically buried our emotions to avoid akumatization. We had spent the rest of the week packing and spending time with our friends before we were sent off to America.
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We waved our friends goodbye and bordered the plane. I looked out the window before looking at Markus, only looked at me with the saddest eyes. I put my hand on his shoulder and hoped it reassured him even though we both need it. I watched as the plane took off, slowly drifting into a uneasy slumber. Here we come Gatham, I hope you're ready for us, cuz we're not ready for you.............
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