Allergies | chat noir x reader

six

It was a sunny day, that next day. I had my bags packed, my mother had gone overtime once again at her new job. She prayed they'd give her extra so we could have a little to put aside. She still thought their was a future for me.

Freak

But I've got nothing.

I ran down to find something to eat. The last thing I'd get for free I guess. As I rummaged through the fridge the phone rang. I ignored it.

"Hey (F/N), you probably left for school already but I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to work a few more hours and then I'll be home. I love you sweetie, thanks for being so strong." She'd be ashamed of me if she knew, "I know that a lot has happened and I want you to know I love you. Because no matter what I always will and I'll always be there for you. Okay, I have to go. I can't wait to see you sweetie! I love you."

I wasn't just failing myself, I would be failing her. I felt tears form but I pushed them away with my hand. Maybe, for one more day...I'd do what my mother wanted. Pretend I'm normal for one more day.

Then everything can go to hell.

I packed my school bag and hid my other bag behind the couch, I left for school one last time.

I'd probably be attacked again, or he'll corner me. They'll probably throw things at me, they'll probably throw words too. But it can't be helped, I'm a freak. Not a hero.

We're not running away?

I was surprised that Ami was still with me. He had sensed that I was planing on running away today, I thought that he'd run from me too, like everyone would sooner or later.

"No, not yet. Not today." I neared the front of the school and as I began climbing the few stairs in the front I caught a glimpse of a black limo. Like the one Adrien was picked up in yesterday. I took off in a sprint towards the school building.

(F/N)?

"Yeah?"

If he gives you a hard time...let's kick his ass together.

I smiled.

"Thank you Ami." I replied.

What it was like opening the box for the first time...seeing the kwami was comforting at first, I could be a superhero. But when I saw the attitude of the town, especially on what they called 'evil monsters'. I kept Ami a secret, I was a coward.

And when the town needed me the most I transformed and finally found out who was hidden inside of me.

Only for it to be shunned.

I can blame my insecurities on the past...but it's always been me.

I sat in the front, in my old seat next to Alain. I felt a comfort in the normality of my world. The normality that would soon come to an end.

I had to stop thinking about the later, what was now was now.

I unpacked my homework and began reading over our notes, if there were any pop quizzes...I'd be ready.

Leaving would be easier with good grades. I would have some form of dignity.

"Hi (F/N)!" I flinched, Alain. I remember how she reached out to me on the first day. Trying to get me to talk first, giving me parts of her lunch. She was better than any superhero.

"Hi!"

"Oh did you hear?"

"What?"

"Apparently Adrien is holding a photoshoot in the school, and there are rumors he's looking for people to shoot with!"

"He'll probably pick Chloe..." I said.

"Didn't you say you ran into him at the store a while back, maybe he'll remember you and ask!"

"No, I don't think so. Our meeting that day was..." unpleasant, tragic, embarrassing, "nothing."

"Oh come on, I bet he saw something in you."

"I'm not what you'd call attractive."

"Shhh, don't speak." She said, "You've told me a million times and what's been my reply?" I sighed.

"Stop shaming yourself,"

"I'm sure tons of boys secretly like you." We repeated together. I laughed.

I'm glad that the news wasn't about me. But hearing about Adrien was a pain. I don't think he saw too much, if he asks I'll say it was a stuffed toy from a relative. He won't suspect a thi-wait...Ami had spoken in front of him.

It's a talking stuffed toy...that can fly...yeah that's believable. 

I groaned, the bell rang and I saw Adrien running into the door. He sat down close by next to Nino. I didn't look over at him, if I did he may start talking.

I guess I'd just try to hold it off for as long as possible. And live my life as a normal...Parisian.