A new professor starts at Marinette's high school. He's popular among the students for his good looks and young age but what will Marinette think about this new teacher? Will she take a liking to him or will they become enemies?
Maybe Alya is right. Maybe I should give Adrien a chance. Should I text him? Questions run through my mind but eventually I decide I should text him, especially for running out on him after... you know.
M: Hey, sorry for running out on you like that. My mum got a bit worried.
A: It's all good. I had a great time.
Something insides me flutters and I read his sentence. I sit there for a moment, re-writing my sentence so many times before finally clicking send.
M: Me too. We should hang out again soon?
As any girls would, I throw my phone as I send it. There I lay, flat on my bed with my phone which I just asked my teacher out on. Suddenly, my phone turns on a I grab it in a flash. I open his message with a shaky finger.
A: That sounds cool. I know a great place we can go to. When are you free?
M: I'm free this Saturday if that works?
A: Perfect. I'll pick you up at your place at 7.
My heart skips a beat. Holy shit. I'm going on a date with literally the hottest man alive, my teacher!? I think about telling Alya but she'll definitely over-react. I do need something to wear though...
(This is Alya)
M: Hey, I'm going to this event for the bakery this weekend, could I borrow a dress?
A: Of course! I'll get it to you as soon as I can. Is this alright?
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M: That's gorgeous! Thanks Alya, you're the best.
A: No problem girl.
I can't believe I'm going on a date.
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(Skip to Saturday ofc)
Anxious, I pace back and forth down my room. I'm in the dress Alya gave me and obviously I can't fill it out as much as she can but it's a bit baggy. I don't have time to sew it so I guess I'm gonna have to pin it. I feel ashamed and ugly. Why would someone like Adrien want to date someone like me? My train of thoughts is interrupted by my doorbell.
"Coming!" I run downstairs, I didn't have time to pin my dress. Worried, I fiddle with the loose parts of my dress as I open the door. My jaw gapes open as I see Adrien in front of me. His hair is slicked back with gel, a few strands landing atop his nose. His gorgeous green eyes and plump, red lips lead down to his sophisticated suit. A white button-up shirt decorated with a flower in the pocket of his black blazer.
"You look gorgeous." His eyes look me up and down a few times before landing on my eyes. I can't help but stare at his lips as he stares at me.
"You don't look too bad either." I giggle as he gestures to a very fancy car.
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