A Little Project (ML Fanfic)

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It started out like any normal day in Paris, France. The sun was shining; the birds were singing their lovely songs; and white fluffy clouds were scattered across the blue sky.

I was racing down the busy roads of Paris to get to school. God, I was an hour late! I finally got to the school and made my way to class. Luckily, the teacher had gone to get something, so I was unnoticed.

"Man, Girl your always late, like a dog to get its bone!" hissed Alya.

"Sorry, I had someone over last night and we lost track of time" I said, embarrassed.

"Oh, who might that be?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows at me.

"Urm, a friend!" I lied hurriedly.

Wait, did I just lie to my best friend about who was really over last night? Then again, she would proably go crazy if I told her it was Chat Noir!

~Flashback~

"Ha, I won again!" I cheered, then I looked over to Chat. His ears were drooping, and a frown had settled on his face.

"Aw, is the​ kitty sad because I beat him at his own game?" I said scratching behind his ear.

"Purrincess, you wound me with you purrfect and gentle heart," he said, falling to the ground.

"Aw, should the princess save her knight in shining armor with a kiss?" I teased.

I kissed him on the cheek, and then said, "You better go, Kitty, I have school tomorrow."

"Good night, Purrincess, I shall see you tomorrow." He purred, and left.

~ Flashback Ended~

I was inturrupted from my thoughts when Mrs. Bustier started rambling about our first project of the year.

"Alright, our first project of the year will be in honor of Paris and their heroes, Ladybug and Chat Noir. You will be working in groups of two, and each group will come up with two songs inspired by our heroes. You and your partner will perform them in front of Mr.Damocles and I. The group that does the best will perform their songs at our first ever late spring dance!"

Mrs. Bustier was clearly excited for this dance, judging by her enthusiasm.

I couldn't wait! I glanced around the classroom, wondering who my partner would be.

Maybe Adrien will be my partner? That would be so cool!

"Now, I will be assigning the groups. Kim and Nathaniel; Chloe and Sabrina; Alix and Rose; Juleka and Max; Nino and Alya; and Marinette and Adrien." Mrs. Bustier called out.

I felt as if my heart leaped. "Did I hear that right, Alya?" I double-checked.

"Yes, you did girl!"

I squealed with joy, but then turned my attention back to the board to see what the project regulations were.

~After School~

"Hey, Mari!" called Adrien, catching my attention.

I turned around and waved, but soon began a stuttering fit as if I was as dumb as a dog.

"H-Hey!" I squeaked.

"I was wondering if I could come over to your house today, and we can start to work on the project? Is that alright?" He questioned.

I practically froze. I stood there for a few seconds, not knowing how to respond.

OH MY GOSH, ADREIN IS COMING OVER TO MY HOUSE, OMG!!!!

I took a deep breath, smiling AND containing my internal celebrations. "S-Sure, how d-does sound four th-thirty? Uh, I mean! How does, uh, f-four thirty sound?" I managed to get out.

"Sounds great! I'll see you later then." He waved goodbye and raced over his limo.

Crap! What did I just get my self into?

I hurried home. "Okay, it's only four. I've still got time!"

I zoomed around the house, Tikki helping me take down and hide the posters and pictures of Adrien, as well as change my computer background to a cat.

"Whew! And just on time, Tikki!" I said, as a limo pulled up to the front of my parents' bakery.

I smiled and waved at Adrien as he walked into the bakery. I could feel my cheeks turning as red as a tomato.

"Hi Marinette, how are you today?" Adrien greeted me.

"I'm good, how about you?" I replied, managing not to stutter.

"I'm good!"

I grinned as I led Adrien up to my room and offered him a cookie from a platter.

"So how about we start our project?" I suggested with a smile.

"We could start off with Ladybug's song, I guess?" He agreed.

I shrugged and turned to my computer.

A few hours later, Adrien had to leave, and we had hardly gotten anything done.

I watched him clamber into his limo and drive away. Sighing, I turned to my kwami.

"Oh well, goodnight Tikki!"

"Night Mari!"

And with that I fell asleep.