Queen Bee- A Chloe Bourgeois fanfic

Valentines Day: Chloe X Tomato Child Part One!

The sitch: This is actually a story I'm doing on the MLB Amino right now! Its called Don't Go Chasing waterfalls

Its a Chloe x Tomato Child, enjoy!

"Unintentional love? That's a risk I'm willing to take..."

This isn't your average happily ever after. No, its more of a reality check. The city of  Paris has its landmark and symbol of the Eiffel Tower. It's no doubt that the city was littered with sweethearts. Whats a perfect place for love, lies, and drama then at French Dupont High?

High school is the fresh haven of love and нєαятвяєαк, it takes place naturally right in front of you.

She promised never to love.

He never thought..

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She promised not to love again.

She didn't want another heartbreak, another disappointment. She looked in the mirror. She stared at her empty blue pupils, the way the mirror captured her curves and detectable detail. She looked in astonishment, she was amazed on how she was able to look at herself. Her muscles soon tense as she heard a rustle nearby. She then heaves a sigh of relief as a small bumblebee rested atop her left shoulder.

The girls smiled warmly as she tied her blonde hair into a ponytail. She then proceeded to do her makeup, putting that signature periwinkle eye-shadow above her eyes, and putting on her black mascara. "Time for another day of school Chloe!" The bee said. The girl mentally cursed at herself.

She couldn't think of anymore conflict that happens in one place then at French Dupont High. Right in the back of her throat was the aftertaste of displeasutement. She thought of the many people that attend there.She thought of her best friend Adrien Agreste. How she loved that boy. She would do anything to fulfil her promise.. To protect him. Watch over him. She had failed, miserably. She makes sure to grab some honey-crackers for her kwami. She stuffed them inside of her white leather purse.

Chloe had never thought of having such an amazing friend such as him. What wasn't there to love about him? She knew in her heart that her chances with him are slim. For the past fourteen years of her life, she had been treating everyone like discarded trash. Her lips spat venom in the faces of her victims, almost leaving some scared. Even her presence made people feel uneasy. She always had to be one step above each and every person.

She was disgusted. Ashamed. Scared. She swallowed the huge lump in her throat. By now her poor choices are biting her back. Adrien has other friends. Others that care. Others that are loyal and kind..

She felt like she was none of those things. He had everything going for him. She didn't want to take that away from him.

She swung the accessory around her shoulder, petting her kwami, who then nested inside the Prada. "Alright Bey, let's go to school!" She smiled, Bey letting out a chuckle.

This miraculous was a blessing. It was a major step of redemption, recognition, respect, and reputation, better known as "The Four R's" It was like something out of a movie, the golden brimmed box was where it all started. It skyrocketed from there. The feeling of the black and yellow striped suit on her skin was.. amazing. How she received praise and fame for being a hero, fighting alongside three of the most bravest and loyal superheros ever to set foot in the streets of Paris was overwhelming, exciting, adrenaline pumping! She loved that feeling. Her ocean blue eyes sparkled at the thought.

Its also taught her discipline, kindness, and devotion, some people found that hard to belive. Yet a small portion were forgiving.. She found herself lucky.

She pressed the elevator door, requesting a exit from the first floor as the doors soon close. After about thirty seconds, the ubiquitous sound sounded, alarming her that she had reached the floor. The elevator doors soon open as she stepped out, her creme heels clicking beneath the solid white marble floor. She bid the man over the counter a goodbye before exiting her household. She ran a finger through her golden hair as she found her way to the black rimmed limousine.

Stepping out of the limousine, Chloe made it about six steps in before almost being ran over by-

"Sabrina!" Chloe choked out, almost laughing right then and there. Sabrina let go instantaneously, muttering an apology. It was very clear that the red head was overjoyed. She knew that her friend was trying to make amends for her past mistakes. It seemed to be working quite well. Her turquoise eyes beamed as she adjusted her thick black glasses. Chloe cracked a slight grin. Her blue eyes wandered and traveled throughout the courtyard to see her longtime friend Adrien talking to a group of friends. Chloe gritted her teeth.

The bell suddenly sounded, the ringing pounded in her ears as Sabrina dragged Chloe to first hour Biology. When they both actually made their prestigious yet short climb up the stairs to the core class, Chloe was lightly shoved almost knocking her feet off the steps. The person quickly grabbed Chloe's hand, making sure there's no big accident. Blue eyes looked back at turquoise. "Sorry." The boy muttered clutching a sketchbook close to his chest. Chloe stared at the boy, frazzled. Yet she was still able to move her legs and complete the climb, she entered the Biology classroom catching a quick glimpse at the boy from a distance. She shivered as she sat down in her assigned seat. He had a warm touch, when their hands intwined, it felt like life was at a standstill. It soon left when his hand unlocked with hers. She couldn't explain it. She took another look behind her. The boy's face was buried inside the pronged notebook, and all you could see was his signature red hair.

"Chloe? You okay?" Sabrina asked worried. She took out the textbook from underneath her chair. Chloe snapped back towards sabrina. "Uh-I- Yeah I'm fine!" She mumbled making no eye contact with the red head. Sabrina snickered. Chloe mentally faceplamed. She was skeptical. More like confused. Yet for some reason, a pink hue formed around the face of Chloe Bourgeois.

This red head was named Nathaniel. He normally sits in the back of the class, excluding any contact with humans. His face is usually buried inside his sketchbook, filled with numerous sketches an drawings of himself.. And another classmate by the name of Marinette Dupain-Cheng. He liked her, there was no doubt about that. There were images of her being saved by him, sketches of her with his akumatized self "The Evilustrator" this man was obsessed. Yet he is too blinded by love to see the actual reality of his fantasies. She loves someone else. She's sees him as a friend. The way he looked at her told the whole story. He was desprate, love-hungry. It made Chloe feel pity for him.

But what does he think is going to happen? Marinette would fall into his arms, look into her bluebell eyes and suddenly fall in love? She opened her textbook. Another classic case of love, its going to bite him back eventually. I guess she can relate?

But what did she know about love?

Assigned to write down the definitions found inside the pages of the textbook,
she immidately went to work looking at the first highlighted vocabulary word. Opening her black and yellow notebook and finding a blank page.

Chemistry.