Embarrased

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Later in free period, Alya and I were talking at the bench where we were yesterday. Chloe and her friend Sabrina were eyeing and whispering about us.
"That girl can hold a grudge!" Alya stretched out the word grudge. She must of noticed their behavior too.
"Yea, I wonder what they are planning."
Sabrina sneaks off and Chloe mumbles something with a evil grin. Whatever it is it isn't good.  We continue to talk (mostly about ladybug and the lady blog) until the school bell rings. I notice Sabrina sneaking back with something behind her back. This is bad news. I try to take my mind off it when I walk in to the school. But it automatically shut off when Adrien approached us.
"Hey girls, have you seen Nino? I can't find him-"
"He's sick," Alya said.
"Oh." He winked at me. "Can I escort you ladies, then?"
Oh. My. Gosh. Did he ask to escort us? Also, did he just flippn' WINK at me? I was near ready to faint when Adrien came between us and started walking.
"Coming girls? I can't escort you if your not there!" He smirks and keeps walking.
Adrien was never flirty before! And definitely not to other people! Does he - like - me? He's acting just like Chat! Pshh, like Adrien's the boy who visits me at night (no it's not as dirty as it sounds).
Alya and I exchange the most confused looks and run after Adrien.

It was funny to see Chloe turn strawberry red with anger as Alya, Adrien and I walked in together arm in arm.
"Look at Adrien the ladies man!" Kim joked as we sat down in our regular seats. Miss Bustier came in the classroom a few minutes later.
"Ok, ladies and gentlemen, Chloe has a presentation she'd like to show us, and she wants me out of the classroom..."
Miss Bustier said that last part suspiciously.
"I bet miss rich over here made Miss Bustier get out of the classroom," Alya whispers in my ear.
"This is bad. Really bad." I whisper back.
Miss Bustier left the classroom and Chloe walked over and closed the door. Then she walked to the center, Sabrina at her side.
"So, I would like to dedicate this presentation to Marinette." Chloe said. A evil smirk came apon her face. She eyed Sabrina. Sabrina pulled out the last thing I wanted to see. My diary.
"How'd you get that?" I exclaimed, anger burning my face.
"Silly Marinette, you left your diary on the table, and thank goodness you didn't put it in that death box!" Sabrina hissed. They laughed and started opening it. I stood up, the meanest look on my face.
"Mari, sit back down, this is just getting good!" Chloe says sweetly. I wanted to knock that smirk and her right off the face of the Earth. My hands ball into fists. The only thing holding me back was my good side, and trust me, if I didn't have one, Chloe would be as good as dead.

"Hmm, lets see," Chloe continued. She stared reading.
"OMG, I just meet an amazing guy named Adrien and he's super cute! He has blonde hair and green eyes. So handsome!!!" Chloe laughed evilly and gazed at me.
"Chloe. Give it back. Now." I say gritting my teeth. If  holding back isn't torture, I don't know what is. The girl just laughed at my demand and kept reading.
"I want to like him, but I'm really scared. What if he doesn't like me back? Wish me luck, Mari." Chloe stuck her tongue out, clearly disgusted.
"Ugh, lets move on to something juicy!" She says while turning a couple pages.
" what's this about- Chat Noir?"
Oh no. No. No no no no. She cannot read that. No way. Before I knew it I was at the front, snatching the diary out of Chloe's hands (desperately trying not to punch her) and running out of the class room. I heard footsteps behind me, and knew for sure it was Alya. I ran out of the school and rest my back apon a pillar. I slowly slid down, tears trickling down my face. I saw Tikki's small head pop out of my jacket when I heard Alya's voice swearing as she came near me. Tikki went back into hiding.
"That witch! Mari, are you ok?" Alya said, her hands still balled in fists. She crouched down near me and opened one fist to pat me on the shoulder. Suddenly, My mind flashed to thinking of hawk moth.

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