Penpal Buddies From Different Worlds (Chat Noir / Adrien X Reader)

Chapter 1: PenPal Friend?

Things to look for in this chapter:

(F/B/F) Favorite Breakfast food

(Y/N) Your name (only first)

(Y/N/N) Your Nickname

~(Y/N) Pov:~

Beep! Beep! Beep! Bee-

I swing my arm in front of me, slamming my hand at the alarm clock to snooze it. A yawn escapes my mouth, rubbing my eyes from drowsiness. My (C/E) eyes open to a greeting white ceiling making me feel like an insect. I sit up looking at a familiar (F/C) room seeing pictures of myself posing in different outfits throughout my room. I'm not too fond of gazing at myself when I'm in this room, but my parents wouldn't let me get rid of them. I sigh, pushing myself off my warm, comfortable queen size bed onto the freezing fuzzy floor. I walk over to my walk-in closet to grab my school uniform for after I take a shower. Entering the bathroom, I turn on the shower so it can warm up.

'I swear these things get so irritating to wear.' My mind roams off imagining about who is going to be my PenPal in French is going to be. She said the school was named Collège Françoise Dupont or something like that. I jump in the shower feeling the warm water hitting my skin. This day is already making me go insane.

"Miss? Are you in there?" A male voice asked. I jumped slipping in the shower, which leads me to land on my back with a "thud."

"Miss?! Are you okay in there?!" the voice yelled/asked in a worried tone.

"Um... Yeah, I'm fine! I just slipped, nothing major" I said, sitting up, "I'm just gonna sit for a little bit" that's gonna leave a bruise. My body shakes from the pain and shock. Clumsy me I guess.

"That's good..... I have your schedule for today and breakfast is done."

"Hahaha okay, I'll be down there in a little bit" I carefully picked myself up from the ground and finished showering and turning the water off, grabbing a towel in the process. Opening the bathroom door, I entered my bedroom and gripping my towel tightly around my naked body. I looked for my uniform, but then something hit me. No, I didn't get hit in the head, but the moment of realization. It's in the bathroom...

"Oh, my Cheese curds" I mumbled, mentality smacking myself. Turning myself around, I stomped straight back in there. Can this day get any worse? After putting on my uniform, I exit my room feeling hunger race through me. I dash down the grand stairs towards the kitchen. The smell of (F/B/F) makes my mouth water in delight. It was very rare for me to eat those things since I have to stay on a diet for my modeling career. I slide onto the bar stool staring at the delicious food in front of me. I felt like I was in heaven. Grabbing a fork, I dug into my food. This was the only time I could eat... well not so formal.

"Wow, Miss. Taylor. You must be quite hungry" Mr. Tucker said. Mr. Tucker is my caretaker while my parents are occupied, so all the time. He gives me my schedule every day, makes sure I'm physically and emotionally okay and so forth. I turn my head, swallowing my food giving my brightest smile.

"I am, but again please don't call me 'Miss. Taylor'. Call me (Y/N)" I chirped. His eyes widen, but nods.

"I'm sorry Mis- I mean (Y/N). I'm not used to calling you by your name since your pare-"

"Well, I don't see my parents anywhere" I look around, passing my point, "so you don't have to worry about them. You don't have to talk to me so formally. It's not my style" I got off my seat going to the front door. My backpack was on the floor waiting for it to be carried. I grabbed it and turned around seeing Mr. Tucker taking his keys out.