An Accidental Kiss

Chapter 4

     "Did you know about this?" Marinette said as she shoved the script in Alya's face.
     "Yes I did."
     "Why didn't you tell me? If I really have to do this..." her voice trailed off.
     "Because it makes for a good story." Alya giggled. "And I wanted to see your face when you finally saw it."
     "Alya!"
     "Don't worry Marinette. You don't really have to kiss him if you don't want to."
     "Really?"
     "No. But knowing you I'd think you'd want to kiss him."
     "How did you know this was gonna happen?"
     "I didn't. Honestly I didn't know who was gonna get the part. I just helped write the script and it was added. It helps the story, you know. But I'm so glad that things ended up this way."
     "Alya stop making fun of me. This is horrible."
     "You'll be fine. Like I said you don't have to kiss him. You can always fake it." Marinette sighed. I guess she's right, but still. Why does this have to happen to me? She heard the door open and saw Adrien walk into the classroom. He saw Marinette and waved. Marinette waved back.
     "Are we still gonna practice after school today Marinette?"
     "S-Sure."
     "Cool." He moved to his desk and sat. The teacher walked in and began class. Marinette wasn't paying attention. Her mind was on the script and the kiss that her and Adrien would have to share.
     After school Adrien got a call from his father. When he hung up he headed for the door.
     "Adrien!" He heard Marinette call him from behind. "Are you ready to go practice our lines?" He saw the smile on her face. It made him sad because he wouldn't be able to today.
     "Sorry Marinette. I got a call from my father. I won't be able to today."
     "Oh, alright. Tomorrow then."
     "Yeah. Tomorrow. See ya." He turned away and headed for the limo waiting for him. Marinette watched him go with a sad look on her face. She sighed and too headed home.
     Nathalie met Adrien at the door. "Follow me. Your father is in his office." So Adrien followed her to his dad's office.
     "Sit," said his father with a commanding voice. Adrien sat on a chair in front of the desk. "That's all Nathalie." She shut the door as she left. Adrien's father looked at him sternly.
     "Yes father?"
     "Where were you yesterday?"
     "I was at a friends house practicing-"
     "You are to come straight home after school," his father said cutting off.
     "I know."
     "Then why did you disobey this rule."
     "It was for school."
     His father scoffed. "This is why I didn't want you going to a public school in the first place."
     Adrien got out of his chair and walked to the door.
     "Where do you think you're going?"
     "Out." And he slammed the door behind him.
     Marinette was sitting at her desk sighing for the umpteenth time. Her phone began ringing. She picked it up and placed it to her ear. "Hello?"
     "Hey Marinette. How's practice going?"
     "It's not."
     "Why? What's wrong?"
     "Adrien had to cancel. His dad called him after school."
     "Oh that sucks. I'm sorry Marinette."
     "Oh well. We can still practice tomorrow I guess. At least that's what Adrien said."
     "There you go. Don't be sad. There's still plenty of time to practice together before the play."
     Marinette sighed... again. "Yeah I guess you're right." She heard a knock on the door. "Hey I'll talk to you later. Someone's here."
     "Alright Marinette. See ya tomorrow." Marinette hung up the phone and made her way to the door. When she opened it she saw someone she wasn't expecting. "Adrien!"