Cinder-rella

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The next day, Marinette went to school with plenty of time before the bell. She looked around and could see some of her friends were here but was occupied with their own inner groups of friends.

She saw Alya sitting at the bench by herself, smiling at her phone.

It seemed that Nino hasn’t arrived yet.

Taking a deep breath in, Marinette put on a smile and marched over to Alya.

“Morning, Alya.” She greeted, taking a seat next to the grinning girl.

Alya whipped her head at her best friend, placing an arm over her shoulder and dragging Marinette close to her, “Girl, you won’t believe it, but Lila’s interview got me even more views then before!” she squealed, showing her phone to her that was opened to said interview, “It beat out her first interview she did for me!” she then leaned back, retrieving her arm back from Marinette’s shoulder to hold onto her phone as she watched the view count go up, letting her best friend enjoy the moment with her, “Man, Lila has really great stories-from being the best friends with Ladybug and all the travelling she got to go with her mom.” She gushed, not realised the frown on Marinette’s face.

Marinette bit her lip.

She should say something.

Alya’s blog was important to her.

If she continued at this rate, her credibility would be gone.

“Hey, Alya-”

“Did you watch the interview, Marinette?” Alya turned to her with a smile, placing her phone on her lap, “What did you think? Wasn’t Lila’s stories exciting?” she asked.

Marinette blinked before her eyes slowly trailed off, “O-Oh, yeah, I watched it…”

“Yeah?! What did you think?” she leaned forward, watching her friend’s reaction.

Marinette squeezed her fists on her lap once, then twice before slowly answering, “Alya…” she looked her best friend in the eyes. Maybe this time, she might get through to her, “Don’t you think her stories are a bit… too much?” her heart squeezed when she saw the disappointed look appear on her face.

“Girl.” Alya sighed out, holding her hand to her head as she shook her head, “Chill. Lila got the most incredible life, her mom’s a diplomat so she travels a lot. She was bound to meet all these famous people, doing amazing things. You don’t need to be jealous; you’ve also done some incredible things yourself.” She placated her with her hands on her shoulders, “Maybe you and Lila can bond and get rid of whatever misunderstanding you have with her.”

Marinette nodded her head, eyes downcast as she forced out a smile, “Yeah… I’ll try.”

Alya grinned, and nodded, satisfied, “That’s my girl.” But she noticed that she still looked a bit upset so she tried to change topic, something to take her mind off of the Italian girl, “Hey, this Saturday, Nino wants to take me out on a date, but we need someone to look after our siblings.” She explained, leaning forward with her hands together, one eye closed with a smile, “Can you look after them for us?” she asked.

“Huh-Oh, yeah, sure.” Marinette nodded, one hand holding her arm, “Saturday, right.”

Alya hugged Marinette to her, “You’re the best, girl.” She squeezed, but then she noticed her boyfriend arriving at the entrance, “I’ll go tell Nino the good news.” She said and took off.

Marinette was left alone on the bench.

She had failed again.

She held herself and squeezed her arms.

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