Adrien's POV:
As I stared at my pencil, I could only wonder what I did to deserve this suffering.
Everything seemed eternal nowadays.
Since this was the final countdown till summer, it seemed like my entire life was happening in slow motion. Classes dragged on and on, becoming just a senseless blabber with some occasional remark from the also exhausted Nino, piano lessons became a senseless blur of chords and my dad scolding me about my tempo or something similar, and modeling jobs became just an excuse to turn in homework late and rest even for a little while.
The only thing that currently kept me sane were Fridays.
The final bell's ring signified freedom for me at this point.
Its sound like wonderful music to my ears.
But trust me...
It was taking an effing long time to ring today.
After a long period of negotiation and pleading, I had managed to forcefully convince my dad to allow me to go out on Friday afternoons on my own wherever I wished under the condition that I'd tell Natalie were I was going beforehand and allow myself to be taken by Ezra to wherever I was going. To most 16-year-olds this would seem like an awful deal, but to me, it was a way better upgrade than having to be surrounded by Natalie and Ezra 24/7. Not mentioning having to follow the stupid set schedule for Fridays, too. After all, I had never expected myself to be allowed such freedom as to be allowed to drive myself places nor be allowed to return home at whatever time I wanted, but hey at least something was something.
"Hey bro, we are going to Luka's place to hang out today after band practice, right?" Nino muttered staring intently at the clock on the wall. He clearly knew that was our designated hang out spot nowadays, so there must be something on his mind.
"Why you ask? Planning to convince Alya to tag along?" I teased, even though it was public knowledge that they were dating for months now.
"Pftt no...well...maybe....yes." He muttered reluctantly, smacking my shoulder.
"Ha knew it," I said trying to stifle my laughter, but he just rolled his eyes, immediately retorting,
"And who are you asking, Marinette? You two seemed pretty damn close at the dance last month if you know what I'm saying."
I rolled my eyes at that and took a glance at the girls behind us, hoping they hadn't overheard. My eyes subconsciously landed on Marinette and I couldn't hide my grin as I saw her sketching on the margins of her notebook, obviously as oblivious to what was going on in the class as me and Nino. The light reflected off her face and I could see the small assortment of freckles on her nose clearly. They reminded me of a constellation somehow.
"You know she is just a friend, right?" I muttered quietly, but for the first time since I had met her, I suddenly felt as if that statement had become more of an excuse than anything else. However, I still knew that I didn't want to start anything with her anytime soon. I valued our friendship too much to ruin it with my own teenage drama.
"Yeah keep on telling yourself that...at least Luka..." He starts but doesn't finish, the bell interrupting whatever he was going to say.
"Luka what?" I ask curiously turning to him, but it doesn't matter he has already dashed out talking animatedly with Alya.
What did Luka have to do with Marinette?
As if on cue, I see Marinette approaching from the corner of my eye.
"Hey! What's up Marinette?" I ask before she can speak, her eyes widening in surprise at the fact that I knew she had been coming to talk to me.
"Oh, no...nothing. I just wanted to see if you had any plans for today...like obviously, you must have plans. You're so popular and all, but...not popular in the bad way...I..." She babbled, clearly flustered as she fiddled with her bag. It wasn't as if I wasn't used to her way of babbling and stumbling upon words, but I was shocked to find myself responding in a similar fashion, much like the way I responded around ladybug in fact.
"Umm yeah, I'm going over to Juleka's for practice...but afterward we were all gonna hang out...and maybe...I mean I was wondering...if you wanted to tag along? Like I mean I get you're probably working at the bakery or I don't know...you must have other plans, but it'd be nice if you went....you know,"
As soon as the words left my mouth, I immediately regretted them, knowing I had just made a fool out of myself. I could already imagine Plagg making fun of all this ordeal tonight. However, Marinette doesn't seem to mind my utter incompetence, nodding animatedly.
"Yeah, I'll totally be there! Meet you then!" She squeaked and I watched her hurry off, her ponytails disappearing into the distance.
Today I was definitely bound to have a strange afternoon.
((Celsin's Note:
HEY GUYS! I'm gonna be updating this story super frequently cause I'm surprisingly inspired. Like this chapter is actually meant to be more than 3,000 words long . Crazy, I know. So, I broke it into two. I'll be posting part two tomorrow and trust me it's a....heavy chapter lets say. (one of my personal faves ending wise ;) hehehehhehehe
Please tell your friends to read this story and leave your comments, I reply to all and love meeting new people so yayyyy. Have an awesome day everyone and see you tomorrow.
P.S. in this story Marinette is 16 and the rest too since I've always thought Marinette being 13-14 is way too difficult to believe considering the stuff she does, like to me personally, and I wanna add some more mature stuff in this story so yeah just a heads up))
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