Chapter 1; The New Girl

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She came in in a velvet blue dress with a tiara. "Class, this is the new student that just transferred from England. Her name is (Y/N), of the royal family. So be nice and welcoming." The girl waved and gave a small smile.

"'Ello. Nice to meet you all." She said as she glanced over at me, I felt my cheeks heat up a bit, which she giggled to.

"Dude, what's with your face? You like her or something?" Nino said next to me. I shook my head gently.

"No dude, just thinking about her- er something." I said, I obviously was thinking of her, but Nino didn't need to know about that.

"So, (Y/N), you'll need an escort since you're still fairly new. So, are there any volunteers?" Our teacher asked. I raised my hand, but then again, so did the rest of the class.

"Oh... Well..." (Y/N) said with a light blush dusting across her cheeks. She looked at me and then to the back of the room, where Nathan was sitting. She held her arm gently before she looked at the teacher.

"Okay, how about we have Marinette show you around."I sighed softly but shrugged it off whenever Nino gave me a look.

"I wanted a chance to see what English culture is like." I faked. He nodded, apparently taking the bait. I smiled a bit and watched as (Y/N) made her way over by Alya and Marinette before she sat down.

"Sorry you got stuck with me love, I really don't mean to cause you any trouble." She said quietly. I looked up at the board and tried to make it look like I wasn't listening.

"Oh, it's no problem, I'm Marinette and this is Alya." Marinette said.

"So, who's that blonde boy in front of us? He kept looking at me while I was standing up there." I blushed gently hearing this and tried to focus on my homework that was in front of me.

"You've never heard of him? That's Adrien Agreste and he's like super famous for modeling."

"Oh... Who's the red head behind us? He's kinda cute." She said with a small giggle.

"Him? Oh, that's Nathanael. He's kinda shy though." Alya said. I frowned more, what about me? Wasn't I cute? Then the bell rang and we all went to lunch. I sighed softly as I got up and stretched before I grabbed my bag and walked out the door. When I got down to the bottom of the steps I heard Chloe squeal at me, Loudly.

"Oh Adrikins! Wanna have lunch with me?"She said in a sing song voice. I shook my head.

"No thanks Chloe. I have plans with Nino." I said giving her a fake smile.

"Yo Adrian, you ready?" Nino asked. I nodded gently and we started walking to Marinette's house, or at least the bakery underneath it.

"Excuse me boys, I hate to ask..." I heard (Y/N) say. "But do you happen to know someplace good to eat. I'm starving and unfortunately my mum and dad can't come get me for lunch. Them being in another country and all." She said looking down and holding her arm gently.

"Sure thing dudette. Lets go." Nino said giving me a knowing look. I lagged behind for a bit while (Y/N) and Nino talked about music for a bit.

"So what do you want to do with your life?" Nino asked. (Y/N) sighed gently.

"As odd as it sounds, not the Queen of bloody England. I would rather be a maid to someone famous than actually be famous, stage fright after all kind of prevents you from doing anything like that.... But mum won't have it. That's why she sent me here, no boys chasing after me too badly," she said glancing back at me for a moment. "and no one to pamper me. It was supposed to make me realize that being queen is the way to go, but honestly I like it here. Unfortunately it's particularly hard to blend in when you don't have any normal clothes. Oh my it seems that I've been rambling on for a bit. I'm sorry." She said as she blushed gently. I laughed lightly before I patted her head gently.

"It's okay. But I understand what you mean, being famous isn't any better." I said with a smile as Nino kept giving me that look. I rolled my eyes and ignored the look as I looked over at (Y/N). She really was beautiful with her (H/L), (H/C) hair and her stunningly beautiful (E/C) eyes.  She looked at me, locking eyes with me for a moment until I heard a squeal. Chloe.

"Adrikins! Did you come to have lunch with me?" She said as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Sorry Chloe, but I have other plans." I said gently moving her arms off of me.  She frowned and turned to (Y/N) before smiling and grabbing her arm.

"Then why don't we go have lunch together, I mean I'm probably the closest thing to royalty you'll find in this school." Chloe said with a big fake smile, I wasn't even sure she could actually smile.

"ah, sorry I'm not really here to meet more rich people, I was supposed to be learning how to live like an average person, sorry about that love." She said her English accent as present as I had ever heard it. Chloe frowned but stormed away.

"Sorry about her. That's the mayor's daughter. Usually she only acts like that around me." I said rubbing the back of my neck.

"Oh, it's alright Love, I'm used to rich children trying to befriend me. I always come up with some excuse."

"Why do you say love?" Nino asked.

"Oh, it's like the English equivalent to America's saying 'Dude' or 'man' or... what's that other one? 'Homie'? Something like that. It's pretty much just a way of saying that you're my friend, yet we use it to even strangers." She said with a shrug. I looked up and noticed Lady Bug standing on one of the rooftops looking down at us until she jumped away.

"Hey uh sorry guys but I gotta go, I'll catch up with you later." I said. Nino nodded gently before (Y/N) cocked her head to the side.

"Why's that."

"It's better to not question it, it's probably a photo shoot or something." Nino explained as i ran into the nearest park and then went into a small alleyway by it and transformed.

~~~~~~~~~Reader's POV~~~~~~~~~

    I frowned as I saw Adrien run off, I really wanted to hang out with him more. He seemed really cool. But on the other hand, he would probably become a distraction in the real battle in the end. After all, who else is going to destroy France as well as my self?

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