We walked to the class. Alya knocked the door. And we heard the teacher say a come in. We went inside. "What makes you late Alya Césaire?" The one I assume the name was Mrs. Bustier asked. "I was making sure the new transfer student wouldn't get lost." Then she glanced at me and smiled. "Take a seat then Alya, and please introduce yourself." "I'm Elizabeth Hart, and I'm 15. I like to read, sing, and drawing. And I wish to get along with all of you." I finished speaking and I gave a little bow. "Elizabeth, you can sit beside Adrien."
Idk where Nino will sit... But... Ya know... I'll just roll with it.
For my first day, it was good. And I'm glad I'm not late. Cause it's kinda awkward when the girl named Marinette walked in. Yeahhh...
It was still the first period.
╥﹏╥. I mean who likes studies.And soon enough, it was lunch time👍🏻 yea! Then we encountered Chloè mocking Ivan, saying he is a monster and making fun of his crush on Mylène. "Hey! Stop it Chloè!" Marinette shouted at Chloè. 'She's nice.' I thought. Ivan ran away. He was sure upset. I feel guilty. I went behind him to cheer him up. But I lost him. *sigh*
In his lair. Hawk Moth identifies Ivan's anger and prepares to release another akuma.
Your author presents
'Another *sigh*'
Yeahhhhhhh
Let's goooo
Ik I'm weird👽
Ok to the story...
A little longer plz
K ur here
Dun dun dunnnnnn....
"MYLÈNE!! Stone heart the villain, or should I say akumatized villain, shouted.
Ik this is supposed to be the first chapter. But I forgot about it. Sryy...
Loud bang 💥 and screams followed him. I knew the heroes will be there to save the day... I hope... Or I will have to step in. Anonymously that is.
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Dun dun dunnnnn.... Sry to waste ur time on this chapter. Tomorrow's the exams and I'm in a rush. As u might have noticed. Sry
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