A Familiar Face

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Mari p.o.v.

"Okay class, it is time to announce the winner of the celebrity abroad dorming contest. But before we do, let's meet our celebrities." Miss Bustier called and in came two young boys of about my age. One had curly blonde hair, casual clothes and a neck-tie representing a fish, while the other had smooth dark hair, glasses and a three-piece suit. While complete opposites, they both had the same facial features and the same striking blue eyes. I recognised them immediately, looked up from my notebook, and started wishing that I had actually put an effort into my letter.

"Does anyone recognise them?" Miss Bustier asked the class in broken English. I was the only one who put their hand up and the black-haired boy looked generally displeased with the out come.

"No one? Okay then, well then-"

"Oh, umm, Miss, there is someone who knows us. She has her hand up in the back. Can you come here?" The blonde haired boy noted in fluent french. Miss Bustier visibly scowled as I walked down to the front of the class, making sure not to slip on all the outstretched legs.

"Uh, hello, Mister Fowl." I talked to him.

"No need to call us that, call us by our first names." The blonde insisted.

"Well then, hello, Beckett and Myles." The black-haired boy sighed with relief that I got it correct.

I turned to my class. "Here among us are the world-renowned Fowl twins, Myles and Beckett Fowl. I'm surprised that Agreste, Rossi and Kanté havn't heard of them, being the models, popular figures among celebrities and tech nerds that they respectively are said to be. Their father, Artemis Fowl Sr., hosts the annual Eco gala, is an eco-scientist and owns Fowl Enterprise. Their mom, Angeline Fowl, is the designer for the exclusive AF brand. And their brother, Artemis Fowl Jr., though his face is unknown, is the owner of the FOX satellite and all of its space exploration programs." I said with a wry smile.

 "Dr. Fowl here, "I turned to Myles, "Is the one who developed the most advanced twin AI's to ever exist, Bridgette and Brox. Brox's responses are more professional while Bridgette's are more casual. I have them installed on my phone currently as well. Let me show you."

 I took out my phone, put Liam on mute, and opened up the application. I said, "Brox, who made you?"

 My response was: "My designer, manufacturer and developer is none other than Dr. Myles Fowl, whose family you may have previously been in contact with subconsciously."

 I went red and turned to Myles before saying, "I'm sorry, I don't know why he said that."

 I turned back to the class and said, "Bridgette, who made you?"

 She responded with, "Myles did it. He reminds me of someone you know."

 I again blushed before apologising.

 "It's fine, you represented me decently and that is more than I could ask of the rest of your class." He said.

 "And here is Sir Beckett Fowl, the founder of the Gloop tie the trend and the Prince of the Isle of Scilly. "

They gasped. The Gloop tie trend was very famous. 

I almost leapt with excitement when I saw what they were wearing.

 "I see you are wearing EMMA. Beckett Starstruck and Myles Starstop." Beckett nodded.

The way my company is that it had four sections. Designer formal, Starstop; designer casual, Starstruck; standard formal, Birch and standard casual, Oak.

 "That's right. I like you, you're nice, know fashion and know who we are." Beckett said.

 "Uhh, I have a question. "

 "Ask away." Myles spoke.

 "Do you perhaps still have NANNI? "

 "Of course." They seemed surprised I knew of her. If course I did. Liam was friends with all AIs. Beckett lightly punched Myles in the shoulder.

 "Please, Myles. She seems to be a big fan."

 "Okay then, Beck." Myles sighed, "NANNI, say hello to the girl in front of you. "

 Before NANNI could respond, I whispered something to Liam, who I had installed in my own glasses. (I had always wore coloured contacts before but now I wear glasses that filter my eye colour).

NANNI responded, "Greetings, Em- Marinette Dupain-Cheng."  Their eyes widened and Beckett's soon returned to normal but Myles' took a bit longer.

 "You're Marinette Dupain-Cheng?! I'm so happy! You're the one who won the contest! We're going to be such good friends, Marinette! " Beckett jumped up and down as me and my class looked surprised.

 Myles' eyes returned to normal, "I too am quite pleased, Miss Dupain-Cheng. I would have been mortified if you had been one of the imbeciles behind you."

 "But, how did I win?! "

 "We took a look at your record. You have topped your class until two years ago, when your grades suspiciously were failed to be recorded. You have won many competitions, both academic and designer-related. You surprisingly know Irish, English, French and Russian, can bake and cook and have never been akumatized, despite being in THE akuma class." Myles smiled, "It also helped that you drew a series of dinosaurs in the corner of the paper."

 It was still surprising. All my classmates glared at me.

 "Join us at the private jet tomorrow at your nearest airport, 8 a.m. We will await your arrival."

 They then left. And I was going to Ireland tomorrow.

Myles p.o.v.

Something is off about that girl. As NANNI was showing her stats on my glasses, she switched from typing the letters 'Em' to partially blank, and then returned to type Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Had she hacked NANNI? No, she couldn't do that. She was standing right in front of me all this time. She couldn't. Could she? Maybe she used an AI? But that wouldn't be possible. Bridgette and Brox are the world's best ever AI and even they can't beat NANNI. I'd have to look into it. And Bridgette and Brox saying she knows someone in the family that looks like me. Could she know Father? I mean, I never saw her name while looking through Father's contact list. But then again, I don't even know if that's her real name. Marinette Dupain-Cheng may not be all she says she is.

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If you want to know what the glasses look like, I can show you. They're Narrator's dream pick, since they think they're going to eventually get glasses, like the rest of their family. And cos they, like me, are a Potterhead (A Harry Potter Fan). I already have a pair like these, but in my favourite colour.