"Marinette you're going to be late!" Tikki tugs on my hair, but I refuse to move. So what if I'm late? Wait, late for what?
"Marinette!" She shouts again. I only groan.
"What, Tikki?" I sit up and yawn, stretching my arms over my head.
"School! You're going to be late for school!"
I blink a few times as I wait for Tikki's words to process into my still sleepy brain. Once they do, I move so fast, I nearly fall off my bed, my foot caught in the sheets. After I wrestle out of it, with some much needed assistance from Tikki, I pull on the outfit I luckily picked out for myself last night.
After brushing my teeth and messily putting on some mascara, I run downstairs, only to find my mom sipping her coffee with a smile as she watches me panic. I stuff a croissant into my mouth, slip on my shoes, and throw my bag over my shoulder. I give my mom a quick hug and kiss goodbye, nearly spilling her coffee in the process, then I'm out the door and running to school.
I crash into what I think is a wall, but as arms catch me and steady me on my feet, warmth floods my veins as the familiar scent of Adrien's cologne invades my senses. I can't stop myself from taking a deep inhale as I look up and meet his familiar green eyes.
He smiles at me.
Gosh. No wonder he's a model. He takes a step back, and I fight the urge to take a step forward.
"How was your summer, Marinette?"
I think my brain crashed or something, because my mind is completely blank as I stare at him.
So handsome.
"Marinette?" His head tilts, and I feel my face heat, because he just stares at me. His gaze is so, I don't even know the word, powerful? Captivating?
"Oh um!" Is all I can get out. My gosh, I really am a lost cause. "Good!" My smile is tight as he raises a brow.
He turns amused a second later. "Good to hear." He laughs a little. My heart pounds, my cheeks and the tips of my ears are burning with embarrassment.
"Guys!" I hear a shout, and then Nino appears, Alya right beside him, fingers intertwined. I've never been so grateful for their interruptions.
"Alya!" I throw my arms over her into a hug, "Help me oh my god help me!" I whisper into her ear.
She laughs, and my face only blushes further.
"Why don't we head to class, I'm sure Miss Bustier is waiting on us." Alya speaks, and I am far too happy to do just that.
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Superheroes & Sweethearts
FanfictionRewrite of 'Paris', on my old account - Adrien and Marinette are finally in their senior year of high school, and with a new school year, comes new feelings. Although their superhero identities are still unknown to each other, what happens when Lad...
