First Day Roasting

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Adrien's POV

I woke up and got dressed in all black an some  green after showering. So black shirt with a lime green paw print , black pants , black hoodie, black shoes with lime green laces. My hair is Magenta and I already have tattoos if you couldn't tell I'm punk.

 My hair is Magenta and I already have tattoos if you couldn't tell I'm punk

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( I'm in LOVE  with punk Adrien just so SMEXY )

I then walked downstairs ate breakfast alone like always. Since my own dad doesn't give a shit about me. Since my mom died he said he didn't want me but only kept me for my mom. I walked out the house and walked to school.  I saw my friends Alya and Nino I went up to them. They're not punk but really cool and chill.

Adrien: hey guys

Alya: hi

Nino: sup dude

Alya: there's a new girl today

Adrien: ok

Alya: she's in our class

Adrien; and

Alya: I met her you might like her she's punk too

Adrien: ok

Nino: hey let's go to class now

We then all went to class and sat in our seats. Me and Nino in the front row and Alya behind us with a empty seat. Everyone was here now and class started. Then 10 minutes later a girl with reddish pink hair,  bluebell eyes, and tattoos totally punk and hot no stunning. And her outft was nice.

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Mrs.B: you must be the new student were you lost

Marinette: no

Mrs.B: then why are you late

Marinette: I walked very slowly then stood outside the door until the Principal came by and basically shoved me in here

Mrs.B: what is your reason for doing that

Marinette: i don't want to fucking be here

Mrs.B: watch  your mouth

Marinette: whatever I'm Marinette I'm not saying my last name because my adoptive parents hate me and my real parents died isn't my life awesome

Mrs.B: uhhh how about you sit next to Alya

Marinette then walked to sit behind me next to Alya.

Marinette: yo Alya

Alya: hey gurl

Chloe: OMG what trash are you wearing

Marinette: your face

Chloe: and what is with your hair, and those  piercings , and tattoos you look like trash

Marinette: well  how about YOU STFU BITCH WITH YO TRASHY CLOWN LOOKIN ASS I LOOK BAD ASS SO YOU NEED TO SHUT THE HELL UP

Mrs.B: Marinette

Marinette: Don't Marinette me you know you wanted to say that to her trashy ass

Then Mrs.B went quiet and Chloe looked pissed.

Chloe:  Do you know who my Daddy is

Marinette: I don't give a fuck

Chloe: IF YOU DARE TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN YOU'LL REGRET IT ( stands up and goes up to her)

Marinette: yeah right you little bratty bitch ( stands up)  NOW SIT YO TRASHY BRATTY ASS DOWN AND STFU

Chloe then glared as she went back to her seat and Marin sat down. Every made a mental note not to piss Marinette off. Adrien was thinking how  hot she is when she's mad.

( lunch)

Third person's POV

They all went to lunch and so far Adrienette and Djwifi all have the same classes together. Adrienette got to know each other and are taking a really deep liking in each other. Chloe was also in all their classes.

Marinette: I'm so tired of Chloe stupid ass

Alya: I know gurl

Nino: she is annoying as hell

Adrien: and a little bitch

Marinette; i don't even know why that Sabrina is friends with her

Alya: me either

Nino : it's a unsolved mystery

Adrien: ( eerie voice) no one knows

Marinette: (giggles) I'm pretty sure Sabrina knows

Adrien: yeah

They talked and ate all lunch and then went to class. After school they said their goodbyes and split up.  When Marinette got home her parents weren't home so she went in her room. Adrien went home and went his room as usual . They both did their  homework and relaxed thinking of each other. And eventually went to sleep after bathing and eating.

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