Miraculous Ladybug One Shots

I Am Not That Girl

Marinette's P.O.V.

I am not that girl.

The girl with the long blonde hair always pulled back in an elegant hairstyle and the way she can get boys with a single hair flip.

The girl who has been friends with Adrien Agreste since diapers.

The girl who's own father is the mayor of Paris yet I'm always covered in flour.

The girl who can get anything she wants with a snap of her fingers.

Now here I am, walking down the hallway, with Alya. She was continuing to babble on and on about her Ladyblog and how she had managed to catch a quick video of Ladybug swinging through the streets of Paris with Chat Noir close behind.

I wasn't listening.

All I could see was the flip of something blonde. Great, I thought as I watched Chloe Bourgeois flick her hair several more times while talking to Adrien.

I'm not that girl.

But as I started to turn my head away in defeat, I saw a sparkle of green eyes rotate towards my direction. Adrien Agreste was staring right at me. This gave me a small glimmer of hope.

I saw Chloe try to talk to Adrien again but when she couldn't get his attention, she pivoted to see what he was looking at and immediately scowled.

Maybe I wasn't that girl, but I was my own person.

And maybe, just maybe Adrien would see that too.

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Author's Note
I'm really sorry for the lack of posting, but I just haven't been able to be creative recently. Please do send requests my way. Also I am thinking about starting a Harry Potter or Stranger Things fanfiction so if you're interesting in either of those (depending on which one I do), please check mine out in the future. Thank you for reading!