Adrien and Marinette were childhood friends , even before the bratty girl .That is , until Marinette had to leave for China because of a family emergency. 10 years later, they met again , but will their marks on their wrist match? Or are they not me...
".....and then I said, there is like totally no way I was going to work next to that pathetic lazy bum but you will never guess what my boss said next!", the woman in front of me ranted. I just nodded my head while thinking of someone else.
She looked at me for a while before I realized that she asked me a question. "I'm sorry can you repeat that?" She sighed, "okay, Troy-" "my names Nathaniel" "whatever! I'm not sure this relationship is like going to work out so like maybe we should like see other people. Cool? Bye!"
With that, she grabbed her bag and walked out only to flirt with another man who was obviously with his mate. That girls I was just with was Kila Pory. She was obviously a foreigner, but I had no idea from what country she came from. She said that her mate didn't meet her standards so she got rid of her mark.
At first, I asked her out just to take Chloe off my mind, but that was a huge mistake. Kila talked nonstop about what happened to her at work, usually, I can offer some comfort and help her, but she was talking as if I was just a verbal punching bag she can take it out on. Not even with Chloe had I have troubles like that.
I paid for both our meals and got up only to see the girl haunting my thoughts enter the restaurant. Her eyes met mine for a mere second before she looked away. I, on the other hand, couldn't stop myself from staring at her.
She looked so beautiful wearing a kimono in a Japanese restaurant (though I suppose it would make sense since wearing one here would give you 30% off of everything in the menu). Her hair was tied into a simple braid, she had little make up one, only to enhance her natural beauty.
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My body refused to move from my spot. I felt as if I were a statue when I saw her. It was like being buried in snow. You can't move nor can you breath. Chloe was then joined by who looks like her mother. From what she told me, she and her mother never got along too much. I guess that was changing now.
Chloe's P.O.V.
He can't be here. Anywhere but here. I can't face now. But maybe if I continue looking elsewhere, I might be fine.
"Here's you table ma'am"
I sat down wordlessly. How can I approach him? Or what if he approaches me?! I can't even tell him I like him! When we were together -or somewhat like that when he still had his mark- he would always say he loves me but I couldn't say it back. What would be the difference now?
And besides, I'm sure he moved on. Didn't he bring that Chiara or something like that at the school dance? Let's be honest, I have no chance.
