"A Foreigner In Town" Chat Noir/Adrien Agreste X Demigod! Reader

CHAPTER 5 [Part 2]

a/n: When I read all your comments I started screaming into my pillow. Thank you so much! Your so nice and now I notice that I put a lot of exclamation points in author's notes! I also pat myself on the head everytime I use my AWESOME ALLITERATION SKILLS! For all of you folks who understood the Soul Eater reference, YOU GET YAOI FANFIC! Yay!~ This chapter DOES have Adrien, and more eights. Rest assured, you will get the answer to the uncountable (unless you actually count them) number of eights' purpose....probably in the next chapter. I dunno! I might right an action scene, but then again I could catch up on "Himouto! Umaru-chan". I'll think about...FOR NOW, ENJOY ADRIEN! Not Caden! Adrien! ...although now that I think about it....Caden could be in some messed up love triangle....meh. Long live the Good, the Bad, and the Yuri! (Uwoh! That just reminded me of P!ATD) ~Your Friend, The Author Person

3rd POV:

The clock had continued on ticking, the teacher continued on talking, the students continued on sleeping, well at least Caden was.

(y/n)'a pupils turned a shade darker as she stared at his face with much infuriation. He lied. He had already eaten her strawberries. He was a douche bag. She continued in puffing out her cheek and her nails dug into palms, the veins on each of her wrist bulged out.

Before (y/n) had the time to pull out her infamous skissors, the bell had a gave a loud ring.

Marinette professionally tripped over numerous chairs and people as she made her way to the smiling girl who continued to uphold her innocent facade. The twin-tailed haired girl leaped in front of her as the majority of the class dashed out of the room.

"So, um, I'm Marinette, as my friend Alya explained in that letter THAT I DID NOT WRITE!" (y/n) had quickly grew shy again and smiled at the ground and seemed to take interest in her plain looking shoes. Marinette flushed in embarrassment and her blue irises were incredibly wide as a impossibly colossal grin was painted on her face. She had just made her cinnamon bun smile. Her little CB was smiling because of her! HER! "S-senpai~"

(y/n) lifted her eyes and an apparent tint to her face revealed that she had heard what her classmate had just whispered. Of course, the (e/c)-orbed girl played it off saintly and instead cocked her head to the side as she asked, "W-what?"

Marinette gave a loud 'hero laugh' and started waving her hands in the air yelling apologies and excuses. The other female shook her head quickly side to side politely begging the girl not to worry.

Alya just recorded everything on her phone and chuckled as the momentum that she had just captured. Why waste a perfect blackmail opportunity? Finally, the brunette (with red trimming) walked up to spluttering pair, she appeared to be fully entertained.

"Hello (y/n), I'm Alya Césaire, I'm sure you've already met my friend Marinette Dupain-Chen, she wrote the letter.-" "I DID NOT!" "- so I assume you will be coming with us to eat lunch."

The demigod's eyes widened as she shifted slightly from foot to foot. "W-well, I don't mean to be a nuisance, and you d-don't have to hang out with m-me. I'm sure y-you guys have nice f-friends you would l-like to b-be with." Since her head was bowed once more, her glasses were threatening to fall off her face. She mentally noted that she would have to control this.

Marinette's nervous demeanor took a turn and quickly became sympathetic and motherly as she lifted the (brunette, blonde, red-head, ravenette, etc...)'s chin up. She gave her a beam and reassured, "But we want to be your friend, (y/n). You'd be surprised to see how many others would like to meet you."

"Yeah!", agreed Alya "We will be besties, girlfriend. And if anybody tries to hurt you....."

A diabolik aura surrounded Marinette and Alya as they though of the consequences people would face if they did you harm. But in about eight seconds it disappeared and was replaced by a normal, positive atmosphere.