Miraculous: Tales of Ladynoir and Adrienette

Jealous~Part Two

Again, thank you @BanditShipsLadyNoir for the suggestion!

"Mr. Mozart. Mr. Mozart. Mr. Mozart..." Adrien muttered under his breath. His brain couldn't quite grasp the words that Nino had said only hours before. "Mr. Mozart.... Mr. Mozart? So weird Nino." He whispered.

"YOU DARE MOCK THE GREAT WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART, MR. AGRESTE?!" The cranky British piano teacher screamed. Adrien's voice cracked when he gave a sharp yelp and messed up his warm ups. He gave a little weak smile and awkwardly answered, "No, of course not sir. I was just thinking about something my friend told me." He placed his fingers on the white and black keys again and was prepared to begin again.

His teacher paused and eyed Adrien with a certain curiosity. But in the end, he shook his head and stopped the ticking metronome. "I've never had a problem with you Mr. Agreste. So it's best that you clear your mind of the inappropriate things that you and your school friends are bound to talk about at your age. How old are you? Eleven, twelve?" He squeezed the metronome and began to study the red wood around the edge.

Adrien blinked and swallowed his nervousness, and managed to let out a laugh. "Fifteen sir. And no, no nothing like that sir. It's just some weird thing about a girl. And some other thing my friend said..." Adrien didn't realize that he was smiling until he glanced up at the large mirror across the room. He was the perfect high schooler: Athletic, smart, kind to all, and handsome if he had to say so himself.

"Sir, before my friend and I parted ways, he called me Mr. Mozart. He said that that was the way for me to get," he looked down away from the mirror. "Her."

The room was quiet until the ticking of the metronome echoed again. His piano teacher scoffed at Adrien and glared him in the eye. "Piano playing is all about emotion. Both good and bad Mr. Agreste. This is something that Mr. Mozart was incredibly gifted at doing. With every note, he told a story and could tell anyone how he felt."

Adrien scratched his head and sighed. "Mr. Mozart?" He murmured. He stretched his fingers out in front of him, and accidentally tapped a white key. It was a low note that made him feel upset whenever he played music with a minor tone to it. Songs with a major tone were uplifting and reminded of his epic adventures with Ladybug.

Suddenly, he understood what he had to do. He grinned to himself and stared at his reflection again. He was sure he was capable of doing anything. He would conquer all and follow his heart.

Cliche, right? Still, sometimes doing the most obvious and weirdest thing, was the right thing.

"Judging by the smug look on your face, I think it's safe to believe that you have found a solution. Am I correct Mr. Agreste?"

Adrien nodded and for once let out a little laugh. "Do you think we can skip Mozart for today. There's a song I think I have to learn. So please."

His teacher gasped and clutched his heart, like he was in physical pain. "You teenagers and your hormones!" He screamed.

Adrien jumped and fell off the bench. He landed hard on his back and could feel something snap. He raised his hand for help, but his piano teacher just spit at the ground next to him.

"Well, don't just sit there like a rock! We've lost precious time, and you will not be able to learn with so little time. GET UP YOU TWIT!"
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"Just tell her to meet go before class... In the music room." Adrien whispered to his phone. He paced his room and played with the precious ring on his finger. "Yeah Nino, I figured it out. I'm going to try and do this."