Sweaters in the Summer

i'm not but there's nothing wrong with that

So, let me just explain myself.

No, let me explain her, because it definitely wasn't my fault.

Now, this crazy rumor is going around and I can't do anything about it.

~~~

"Hey, Adrien?" asked a brunette from my class. I don't really remember her name but I knew that she was good at pottery. I remember having an art class together. They...don't have pottery at this school anymore. Wait, why am I always ranting about the art funds?

"Yeah," I say quietly, trying not to make eye contact. Seriously, I'm so pissed. Why can't I just live through my day without random strangers talking to me? I'd much rather sit at my desk and draw grumpy cats on the table.

I take a fist full of my white button-up, trying to distract myself from the nervousness of someone being way too close for comfort. "There's this new book store opening up and I've heard that everything is on sale because of the...you know...grand opening," she said, I notice that she's also fidgeting. It's nice to know that I'm not the only anxious person.

"Okay," my face heats up, so I rub my neck awkwardly, trying to hide the redness.

"So...I was wondering if-"

Out of the blue, I feel small hands grab onto my shoulders and put pressure on me.

"ADRIEN AGRESTE IS GAY"

Cue brunette getting extremely flustered.

Cue class looking at me in shock.

Cue a tan boy in a red cap shouting "I'm about to get some!"

I turn, furious to see the glassy-eyed girl with a smirk. She uses her small hands to grab onto me again, whispering "you're welcome"

I am most certainly not welcome.

~~~

You're probably wondering why I don't know the names of all the people in my class. I'm pretty observant so I know that the tan boy in the red cap is Nino...No that's actually just because I hear his name a lot. He's pretty popular.

I didn't know much about the brunette because she doesn't talk much either. Also, I don't really care for girls. Until they mess up my life!

You would think that the whispers would've died down by now but nope! Everyone in the school now thinks that Adrien Agreste is gay. I don't have anything against the LGBTQ+ community but for some reason, everyone else thinks it's a huge deal and I'm literally going insane.

I'm going to find out what her name is.

That glassy-eyed freak.

But first, bookstore.

~~~

I really wanted to get Cassandra Clare's newest release but, I also really want the deluxe version of We Were Liars...I have a fetish for signed books. Oh! But, what about this new manga release. Why must I face these dilemmas? Why didn't I bring more money? The struggle is real.

"Goldilocks?" said a painfully familiar voice.

I turn around, not hesitating at all. I raise my hand and point right at her nose, "what is your name!" I demand. She tilted her head in a totally non-cute way that didn't make me blush like an idiot and thrusts a book at the tip of my finger.

"I like Shakespeare...And Comics!" In her hand was a copy of Red Queen which wasn't Shakespeare or a comic book. "I'm Marinette".

That doesn't sound like a heart melting name at all...I don't know what you're talking about.

~~~

I ended up buying all those books. Not Red Queen thought, I already have the paperback.

"Marinette is a charming, pleasant and attractive woman who is eager to please and be loved in return. Emotionally she is sensitive, sympathetic and considerate, and is prepared to make considerable efforts to ensure that peace and harmony prevail in her world."

I didn't get flustered just by reading that.

I'm definitely not a loser.

Then I went to Urban Dictionary.

"Marinette: A small city with a dropping population where most people have done drugs, are doing them, or have or are posessing them.

Hey when we drive through North East Wisconsin, lets go past that little shit hole Marinette.

by BigGofWi August 10, 2005"

Urban Dictionary isn't very reliable.

Author's Note:

please continue to read

this is all that i have left

writing fanfiction

that sounds sad but it's a pretty good way to live