The Bad Boy Fell for Me (Adrienette AU)

First Day in Uni

Marinette

It was the perfect day. The sun was shining bright, there wasn't a single cloud on the sky, and I was about to begin my first day at university! I was so excited and nervous at the same time. I did it! I got through high school. It was over. And now, I could begin a new life, where I could be independent and all that comes with it. Not to mention that I have a car now! Best surprise ever! I was so shocked when papa walked me to it. Of course they pranked me at first, showing me a bicycle with the same color. But hey, who cares right?

I said goodbye to my parents, who were sure to cry, tell me to be careful and that they'll miss me. But, I mean, I was going to the University of Paris. It wasn't that far. As I drove all the way to the University, I got all sorts of new feelings. As I said before, I was excited and nervous, but now I had all the bad 'what if' scenarios going through my mind. By the time I got there, I was kind of scared to get out of the car.  Bit seeing the other students being just as nervous, I gathered the courage to.

The University of Paris was huge! There was a course for literally everything! 8 buildings for the classes, 5 tall buildings for the dorms. It was the best university around. And I was about to be part of it. Once I walked to some kind of lobby and kind of checked in. The lobby guy told me my room number and my building.

"Building 7, room 9F" I mumbled as I looked at the key I was given.

All buildings had 6 floors, and F was the 6th letter of the alphabet, so did that mean I was going to be on the 6th floor?
I loved high places for one and only reason; the view. Sure, they can be dangerous, if you fall you die and if there's an earthquake you're done for, but for me, the view of Paris beat all of those.

I was walking around, looking for building 7.

"4... 5... 6..." I mumbled as I walked past them.

I stood in front of building 7, taking my time admiring its modern features. However, I couldn't enjoy staring at it, as a huge group of girls yelled and squealed, on building 8, right next to 7. Judging by their expressions, I could tell that there was a guy involved.

"Can I have an autograph, and-and a picture?" A girl squealed.

*Which celebrity are we going to have now?* I thought.

"Sorry, ladies! I'd love to satisfy all of you but I'm running out of time!" Someone said, with that bad boy attitude.

I assumed it was the guy they were drooling for.

"I only have time for one last autograph. Who will be to lucky one?" He wondered. I still couldn't see him from all the girliness around him. I groaned, hearing the way he spoke. But while I could not see him, it turned out he could see me, and hear me.

"How about you there? Little bluenette?" He finally stepped out of his fans mob.

Hair as gold as the sun, eyes green like nothing I'd seen before, perfectly tanned skin and an eating on the left ear. I recognised him. Who wouldn't? He was the son of the most popular fashion designer in Paris, Gabriel Agreste. And the person standing now in front of me was Adrien Agreste, who was also an actor, a model and apparently a bad boy.

"So, would you like my last autograph?" He asked, leaning against the wall of building 7. He was so full of himself, it made me cringe.

All the other girls had surrounded me, ready to attack at any moment. What was wrong with them?

"No thanks. It'd be useless anyway." I answered.

The girls gasped, and then sighed. Such fangirls.

"Are you sure, little lady? Is there any other reason to deny such a generous offer?" He continued talking.

"You're right, there's another reason actually!" I said, making him go all excited about himself.

"So, what is it?" He asked, leaning a bit closer.

"I respect the trash can!" I said, and entered building 7, leaving behind me a shocked Adrien and his fanclub.

Now that this was over, I could finally focus back on the task at hand. Room 9F was, as I suspected, at the 6th floor. I took the elevator, which was full of girls talking about Adrien. Not surprising! He is famous after all. By the time the elevator got to the 6th floor, I was the only one left in there. I dragged my suitcase across the halls, as I looked for my room. At last I found it, dead last on the hallway. I unlocked the door and opened it slowly, in case someone else was in there. Fortunately, there was no one here yet. I sighed and looked around. The room was quite spacious, with two large beds, a small kitchen and a middle sized bathroom. Then I headed over to the balcony. It was spacious as well, and it overlooked a lake and the mountains. It was beautiful! I already knew that I was going to spend so much time out there.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a key on my door's keyhole. My roommate must have arrived. The door opened to reveal the one and only -the guy who I could already tell was a jerk, without a doubt- Adrien Agreste!