The door to the enormous bedroom opened; it was practically fit for a king. But maybe "Prince" would be a more adequate term for the blonde haired boy who walked into the room. He immediately closed the oversized door and lifted the left side of his white overcoat. A small, black cat-like being about the size of the boy's hand appeared.
"C'mon, Adrien! Feed me, I'm starving!" Plagg whined. He zipped out of Adrien's coat, floated in midair for a split second, and dove into his bag, searching for his favorite snack-- Camembert cheese.
"If I'd have known you would complain this much, I never would have put on that ring..." Adrien mumbled,"Besides, you've eaten all of what I had in my bag today. I'll have Natalie bring some up in a minute," the blonde teenager sighed as he slipped off his bag. He looked outside at the dark gray clouds and the pattering rain against the wall of his room that was entirely made of windows. He sighed again. The bag that he held in his hand by the strap came to the floor with a thud.
Plagg poked this head out of the opening, "Rude."
He went over that day's events in his mind. All he could think about was her. Her laugh, her goofy smile, her blue eyes.. oh man. Everything about her made his heart feel funny. She was just his friend, of course! He was confused because he'd never felt this way about Chloe, his first friend. But the small, clumsy, black haired girl made him feel... different.
Marinette.
That was her name. He thought about his hand brushing hers when she took his umbrella, and how she smiled at him when he laughed at her in front of the school...
Adrien was so lost in his thoughts as he stared out his windows that he almost didn't hear Plagg's persistent moans for his snack. He called up Natalie with the god awful smelling cheese, and sat on his couch in front of his tv. He looked into the eyes of his reflection with a thoughtful expression.
"You okay there, kid?" Plagg blocked the view of the tv.
"I'm fine, it's just... I've been thinking about what you said at the school earlier today. I said that girl and I are just friends, so why do I...?-- no, n-never mind... It's stupid," Adrien rubbed the back of his neck and felt his cheeks redden with embarrassment.
"Oh, I see! You li~ike her!"
"I-I do not!" His face flushed even more.
"You do SO! I've been down this road plenty of times! I, Plagg the Kwami, am a master with this kinda thing!" He scarfed down a mouthful of the foul cheese.
"You, a master of anything but eating? I doubt it," Adrian stood and headed for the door of his bathroom. "I'll feel better in the morning. It's probably that gunk you've been making me carry; I heard it does stuff to your head."
