Your a girl who moved from Italy to Paris to live with her great grandpa, your life is not the best at the moment . Your grandpa is hiding things from you and on top of it all your a Miraculous user, and a powerful one at that.
A soft nock comes from my door, I lift my head groggily. I must have fallen asleep without realizing. I stand up and walk to the door opening it. A girl about my height peeks though the door her blonde hair is up in a two cute ponytails , some of her baby hairs stick out make her look very young.
" u-um I'm suppose to get you ready for going out today ." Her British accent stand out ,She fidgets and her brown eyes gaze down at the ground. Wow, do rich always have this treatment. I outwardly smile and open the door for her to come in.
She nods and keeps her head down, she moves over to the closet rummaging though the expensive fabric and jewelry. After about two minuets she pulls out a cute outfit.
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"I-Is this ok Ms.(L/n)" I cringe at that title coming from this girl who looks only a few years older than me.
" It's cute and please call me (Y/n)" she looks down. " I was advised to call you Ms.(L/n), sorry." I take the outfit from her and place it on the bed. " well I advise you to call me (Y/n), and a friend." I smile and she fidgets.
"Oh, ok I-I'll call you (Y/n)." I smile and pick up the outfit from the velvet sheets. " Thank you, oh and what's your name." She twiddles her thumbs. " um lily" I put my hand in front of me." Well it's nice to meet you lily."
She looks at my hand as if it a strange creature,after about 30 seconds she places her small pale hand in mine. I nod." Thank you again lily for picking out my clothes." She nods meekly and smiles. She releases my hand and walks toward the door giving me privacy to change.
I'm relived that she doesn't have to change me to. I slip on the clothes and go to the bathroom to inspect myself. My (E/c) eyes have faint circles under them. I sigh and look at my cloths, the tank top hags off me but caches all my curves making me look more curvy. I smile as I look at the shorts ,there tight but not constricting tight.
I look AWSOME. I add the accessories to the outfit and walked out of the bathroom. The room still surprises me by its beautiful deign. I walk towards the door, I'm about to open it but I hear a faint voice coming from the other side.
" No sir, lily will put it in her room when we leave." I put my ear up to the door." Yes I will personally make sure she puts it in a place she'll see it." I frown. What is she talking about? I hear a phone beep, and the sound off sharp footsteps emits from the other side of the door.
I quickly backup and run to the bathroom. Almost two seconds after getting into the bathroom I hear the click of a door opening. "Hello ,Ms.(L/n) are you ready." I peek my head around the bathroom doorway to see Jena ,the memory's of the night before makes my face flush with shame .She wears her usual work outfit ,but instead of her hair in a bun its in a loose ponytail.
"Um, ya... " I walk out of the bathroom And smile meekly.Jena smiles back and turn toward the door. "So let's get going" she walks quickly out the door, I run towards the door trying to catch up. She keeps walking down the Long core-door. I run to her side and look up at her flawless face.
" So we're exactly are we going?" She looks down at her phone her nails clicking on the screen." We are going to a model studio." We get to the stairs, walking down them to the foie. " And why are we going there?" She open the door for me and I walk though it looking over my shoulder at her.
She looks up from the phone." Well you have a photo shoot there, Mr. Rose has been most generous to let you stay here but he wants you to work." I stop in my tracks ,right outside the houses gates. I make a shocked look.
" But I-I don't know a thing about modeling and on top of that I'm not very pretty." She looks back at me she stand right in front of a black limousine. " Don't put yourself down like that, you are very pretty, and on the account of your lack of modeling you will be just putting on some of Mr.Roses pieces. If you just act natural and smile you'll be fine."
I blush lightly at the comment of me being pretty. Jena smiles, a man dressed in a suit comes from the drivers seat and opens the back door for Jena. She just gracefully gets into the car, with a friendly smile plastered on her face she gestures toward the seat next to her.
I sigh and slide in next to her ,the man closes the car door behind me. A small window is the only thing connecting the front of the car to the back. Jena taps on the window, the man on the other side opens it he's warm green eyes studying her." The modeling studio, the quick route." The man smiles. " Yes ,milady" as he says this he tips his drivers hat. Jena rolls her eye but a faint smirk makes it onto her lips.
I smile at the interaction between them. The man closed the window and starts up the limo. As we drive away I look up at the expensive house, the balcony that connects to my room stand out. My face flushes at the memory of Chat noir. Stop! He's just a flirt, he probably kisses girls on a daily basis. I sigh looking away from the house. But it would have been cool if I meet him in a different way.
——————•A/n•——————— Sorry this took so long, high schools a bitch. I'll try my very hardest to get new content to y'all. Love you!😘
