"Wow Your Sneakers are awesome! Did you decorate them yourself?"
"Yeah! I've written every nice thing that anyone's ever said to me, to keep them with me all the time."
"But, there's only one message."
"I only had one friend."
(Y/N) (L/N) is a c...
A warm welcoming smile tilted up her lips as she introduces herself properly, "Hi! I'm Marinette. Just a normal girl, with a normal life!"
"Is how how people usually greet here? No cheek kisses or anything?" (Y/N) took Marinette's hand and gave it a firm shake, all but enchantment glittering in her eyes.
Marinette merely looks at (Y/N) with a perplexed expression, then it broke into a small giggle, "Most people do it, yeah. Also, your accent is really pretty."
(Y/N) couldn't help but feel bashful as a tiny french goddess has been bestowed upon her, said goddess was brimming with adorableness.
"Oh my goodness— thank youu~" Her heart melted at the sound of Marinette's melodic voice.
Zoé, being the more sane person out of the two of them, snapped (Y/N) back to reality once more. "Marinette is awesome, I know."
"I'm not that great." Marinette waved her hand dismissively at the two of them, then continued.
"Anyways— You want your usual, Zoé? My dad just made a fresh batch of Brioche." Marinette then suggested.
(Y/N) began to explore the bakery, her eyes sparkling as she peered at more of the baked products that were positioned up front.
She would buy one of everything if she could, and if only Fernando wouldn't rat her out to her parents.
Now, dying from a sugar overdose didn't sound so horrible.
Her mouth watered at the sight, but she was only there to grab each of two things.
(Y/N) turns to look at Marinette, then asked her, "Do you guys have Eclairs and Macaroons?"
"We have them!" Marinette replied, walking to the back of the front desk to grab a pair of mittens and preparing her station. "Would you like me to pack you some?"
"Please do. I still need to shove them up my bodyguards as— I mean, throat." (Y/N) replied, mumbling incoherently under her breath afterwards.
Zoé and Marinette exchanged looks, but the blonde haired girl merely shrugged at her best friends antics. "Don't worry, Marinette. She's not upset or anything, just very stubborn."
"Oh— Alright!" Marinette nodded her head, "I'll start packing up your orders."
After receiving their orders, (Y/N) and Zoé departed the establishment, being escorted out by Marinette as she waved them off.
Although (Y/N) was acting in a delirious manner, Marinette nevertheless thought her to be extremely entertaining.
A new friendship was developing, and Marinette became (Y/N)'s first ever friend in Paris.
During the car ride to Zoé's place, (Y/N) rubbed in Fernando's face that macaroons were indeed more dominant than Eclairs.
While her body guard didn't deem it as a reasonable argument since she was biased, he decided to just play along to please her.
(Y/N) took pictures, made mental notes, and her mind was already overflowing with numerous scenarios.
The people and the beautiful city of Paris, France, had a huge and significant impact on her.
(Y/N) longed for the day to end so that she could spend hours writing down what she had experienced.
But the day was far from over.
After some time spent traveling throughout the city, they arrived at the Le Grand Paris. The Bourgeois family, who were waiting at the front, looked stoic and proper.
(Y/N) and Zoé were the first to exit the vehicle once they had all gotten out. (Y/N) noticed three individuals standing in front of the hotel, but she could only identify one of them.
"Madame Bourgeois! It's so nice to see you again!" (Y/N) beams at Audrey Bourgeois.
Audrey is a fair-skinned, and slender woman. She has a heart-shaped face, blue eyes, and golden hair that is cut into a short bob that frames her face.
Her hair is a golden hue, and her eyes are hidden behind a pair of dark sunglasses also that hide her face.
A small smile tilted up Audrey's face as she opens up her arms to (Y/N) welcoming her to a small hug, "(Y/N), darling! It's so nice to see you, too."
(Y/N) walks forward, her heels clicking as she leans in close to accept Audrey's hug.
In the heat of the moment, (Y/N) probably hadn't been able to notice the clicking sound that came from beside them.
But Zoé noticed, as her eyes were trailed at her sister's menacing looking ones.
She looked as if she wanted (Y/N) six feet underground, and Zoé already knows her half sister was bound to make some trouble.
(Y/N) released the brief hug and cast a quick glance towards the two people standing behind Audrey. When the woman became aware of this, she promptly and kindly introduced the two.
"Oh, dear! This is my husband, André Bourgeois." Audrey goes in to place her hand on her husband's shoulder.
Then she turns to look at the other girl, "And this is Chloé, my other daughter." She beams at (Y/N).
With her mouth agape, (Y/N) looks at Audrey, then to Zoé, then to her sister she never once told her about.
"I-i— Excuse me what?" (Y/N) blurted out, earning a scowl from Zoé's sister.
Chloé is a slender girl of medium-height. She has light honey blonde hair, pale pink lips, and stunning cobalt blue eyes.
Her hair is pulled back into a high ponytail with a middle part that is held in place by a white ponytail holder.
She looked anything but sweet and nice, and it looked as if the scowl on her face was a permanent thing.
But (Y/N) didn't think much of it, as she would rather see the good in people.
Plus, it was their first meeting, she wasn't about to judge Chloé based off of the way she looks at her.
Also, there was more important matters to discuss at that very moment.
(Y/N) turns to look back at Zoé, her eyes brimming with fake tears as she puts a hand to her heart for more dramatic effect. "You... How could you!" She wails at Zoé.
"What did I do this time?" Zoé rolled her eyes, but was obviously amused by her best friends acting.
A sniffle escaped the girls nose, "We've been friends for years, woman. Years! And you've never told me you have a stunning sister! This is tyranny!"
Zoé puts a hand on her hip, then heaved out a small sigh. "Yeah, it's a long story. I'll fill you in on the details when we get inside."
And with that, the two were escorted inside the hotel. With Fernando trailing behind them, already eating (Y/N)'s part of the baked goods.
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