Mar...Something?

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    The next day, Marinette had just left her room and clicked the hang up button on her call with Alya, when she bumped into a small figure, but neither of them fell.

"Ouch!" The other girl rubbed her arm.

"I-I'm sorry!" Marinette blushed in embarrassment.

    The girl turned around, her shoulder-length white hair flowing elegantly around her, framing her face. Two big dark green eyes embedded in her soft pale skin.

"What kind of conditioner do you use?" Marinette asked, pointing at her hair.

     The girl dulled, squinting her eyes and frowning.

"Umm...okay, random question, anyways, I'm sorry for standing in your way, I was just waiting for a friend and my name's Sadie." She gave Marinette a small smile.

"Oh, aren't you the girl everyone was saying should model with Adrian?" Marinette tried to hide the hint of jealousy in her voice. No one suggested that she would make a good match with Adrian.

"Yeah, but I don't think that's going to happen." Sadie smirked with a hint of smugness in her tone.

"Okay..." Marinette raised her eyebrows, looking no where in particular.

"Anyways, what's your name?" Sadie folded her arms, looking Marinette up and down.

"Oh, I'm Mar-" She was interrupted by her phone ringing.

    It was Alya, again.

"Sorry, Sadie, I have to take this." Marinette smiled awkwardly and scurried back into her room.

    Sadie frowned again, then turned. Mar something. That wouldn't help at all on what her plan was.

Sorry this chapter is short, I'll try to make the next one longer

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