The Life of Marinette Dupain-Cheng: Book One

Chapter Five - There's Kindness Within!

'AAHHH!' I screamed. 'Why are my dreams so realistic?' I asked myself. My mom came in this time. She came and sat on the edge of the bed as if she were going to read six-year-old me a bedtime story. Although, this was more of a nightmare than a perfect princess tale. I looked at my phone. 1:38am. 'Wow, it's so late,' I told her. We talked for a while and then she walked sleepily back to her room. I thought about my dream for a while. It was Gabriel Agreste coming up to me and tearing pages out of my beloved design book because of how I looked at his son. I didn't really remember the part where I fell back to sleep...

'Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh!' I mumbled nervously as I walked up the steps to the school. I was beside Alya. 'We aren't even in the building yet, M' she replied. All of a sudden, an old man who was quite little and who wore a red Hawaiian shirt fell over while crossing the road. Cars beeped viciously and I ran over to help him up and as I did, I noticed a small blue bracelet on his wrist. He thanked me and continued to cross the road. I asked, 'Why do you have that? That bracelet?' He must have been deaf or in shock as he did not answer me. He turned and thanked me again. I finished waving back at him and ran inside my school.

The whole day was not as awkward as I thought it would be between me and Adrien. He had attempted to talk to me but I just pretended not to hear. As I opened the door of the front of the school to go home, I realised it was raining. A fancy black car was parked right outside the school. 'I wonder who that is for,' I thought. I could then sense a figure behind me and a hand on my shoulder. I looked to see who it was. Adrien. Of course he would be the owner of that fancy black car. I ignored him and pretended he wasn't there. 'I'm Adrien,' he said, standing beside me. I continued to look forwards but I could feel his eyes upon me like a cat. 'I know,' I mumbled. 'I'm really sorry that I bumped into you yesterday. It's just that I've never had any friends and I've known Chloe since I was little so...' He hadn't finished but I didn't want to hear anymore self-pity from him. 'Why are you even here? Your car is right there and you're holding an umbrella. I'm just waiting for the rain to stop.' I said angrily. He sighed and put up his umbrella and began to walk to his car. He turned back to say, 'I'm still really sorry, Marinette. Do you forgive me?' I looked deep into his eyes and I could then see how sorry he was. I even saw kindness in his eyes which seemed unusual for someone who was friends with Chloe. I nodded and smiled at him. He then did something that I never thought a person as rich and as famous as him would do. He held out his umbrella. I took it and we touched hands in the process. I felt a rush through me. I had never felt anything like this before. He walked silently into the rain and headed for his car. For some reason he turned suddenly. The old man who I had seen and helped earlier had again fallen over, Adrien rushed over to help him just like I had done. I smiled to myself and began to walk home carrying his umbrella.

On my way back home, I saw a huge poster of Adrien modelling his father's clothes. I realised that I wasn't paying attention to the clothes anymore, but the kind boy who was wearing them.