'No one', I thought. 'Absolutely no one!' I stood in the doorway of my new classroom that I would have to spend the rest of the year with. I realised that I did not know a single soul in the room. Except Chloe of course. But who considers her a soul anyway? Not me. I sat down on the first bench that caught my eye. On the right, second row. No one sat next to me. I felt fear inside of me. All of a sudden, a girl came in. She had ginger hair just above her shoulders and wore big, round glasses and a white head band. She was carrying two bags and two sets of work books. I then knew why. In came Chloe Bourgeois. Perfect blonde hair, expensive clothes but a horrid attitude and a stone heart. 'SABRINA!' Chloe roared. 'Find me the perfect seat where everyone can see me and where I can hear what everyone says!' Sabrina replied with a quiet 'yes' and they both sat down on the second row on the left. Opposite me.
The day passed and I still hadn't made any friends. I began to make my way to my last lesson which was textiles. That was my favourite. I have always dreamed of becoming a famous designer just like Gabriel Agreste. He is my inspiration and the best designer in the whole of Paris! Maybe even the world! His only model is his son but I don't know his name. I just concentrate on what he's wearing and how I can used Mr Agreste's techniques in my own work.
On my way home, I felt a slight tap on my shoulder. I turned around to find a boy with a sketch book in his hand which he hugged nervously. 'Hi. I'm Nathanael', he said. 'I just wanted to tell you that I noticed your designs in textiles class and I just thought that... um...' He started to blush and look down at his feet. 'Well, I really liked them and as I too love to draw, I was wondering if you wanted to meet after school tomorrow to work on a design that I started to make?' I agreed to meet with him and as he turned to go home, a small piece of paper fell out of his sketch book and onto the street. I picked it up and noticed that it was a drawing of me. It was really good so I took it home to show my parents.
After dinner, I went up to my room to finish my math homework that I had received from that day. I noticed the drawing that Nathanael had made of me and decided that I would take all of my old childish posters down off of my walls and replace them with the drawing. 'Not so childish now', I said to myself. 'New friend, new room, new me.'
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The Life of Marinette Dupain-Cheng: Book One
FanfictionThis story is about the life of Marinette Dupain-Cheng and what happens when she starts her new high school for the first time in Paris. You will read about what she gets up to at home, with her friends and also find out about what changes her life...
