"Unkucky Mari"

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Among the streets of the wonderful capital of France,Paris,is walking a young teenager full of life and joy.
Despite the hot weather,the young girl was wearing a long white dress and a comfortable long pink vest. Her wonderful blue hair was in a small bun.

Feeling proud of the dress she made by herself,she was walking slowly,not worrying about the time. Suddenly,a car passed by,and made a huge sound,jumpsacaring the girl as she squeaked briefly and made a small jump towards the wall. Unfortunately she tripped,falling on some mud.

Well,now people get why was she called "Unlucky Mari".
Since her childhood,she always brought misfortune to herself and people around her. She had homework ? It fell in water. She was playing a game on a computer ? The computer lagged. She was going out ? There was a thunderstorm. Due to this,people would often prefer to not join her in any project,nor hang out with her.

Except her loyal best friend,Alya Cesaire. An avid journalist,who was absolutely obsessed with detective shows and she would often come to crime scenes to take some scoops. Of course,police would often not let her. Due to that,she made her blog anonymous and renamed it. Her blog became way more popular than before,and people were asking her to reveal her face. She was always waiting for the right moment to do it.

Exasperated,Marinette got up and stared at her back,now covered in mud and dirt. How was she going to school like that ? Desperate,she had no other choice than to remove her vest. But she was shy,and wouldn't dare to show off her body. She finally passed by tailor,and asked him to wash it for her.

Well,now,she was late again.

As Marinette entered her school,Alya joined her and suddenly let out a loud squeak.

"Eeeeeeeek !" let out Alya. "You finally dared to remove your vest ! But where is it ?"

"Ugh..I let it at the tailor shop to wash it. It was covered in mud".

"Well,unlucky one day,unlucky always",grinned a voice behind them.

Marinette and Alya turned to see the devil. Chloe herself. She was that spoiled brat who would always torment everyone,except Sabrina,her loyal bestfriend-or servant. Well,only some times,though.

"Oh,so you're back,Queen-of-the-World ?"replied Alya.

"Oh,so you finally got my name right",said Chloe. "I'm just here to ask you a favor",continued Chloe,staring at the two s'confused faces. "I only want you to let Adrien sit next to me this year".

"Uh,well",said Alya.

"Wait," interrupted Mari, "Adrien by HIMSELF ??!! THE MODEL ??! HIM ??!"

"Oh,I think you're lived under a rock",responded Chloe. Everyone knows that.

"Well,he's a jerk,so you're welcome",mumbled Marinette.

"Why that ,mmh?"

"Uhh,he always thinks he's popular and blah blah",contained Marinette.

"Uhh,Mari,I don't think you should judge people by their looks",said Alya.

"I'm still sure of that",replied Marinette,turning back to quickly get at her class.

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Well,that's the end of the chapter ! I hope you like it. Also,I'm sorry if I didn't continue other stories,I just lost some motivation TwT





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