* I don't own Miraculous Ladybug*
-Angela POV-
We have finally arrived in Paris after hours on a plane. My mom and I had to move here for her job.(I know so original but I couldn't think of anything else.) We just got to our new apartment and it is right next to a bakery, which smells so good I'm getting hungry. " Hurry and get ready Angel, you can explore tomorrow." "Ok mom."
-Time Skip-
"Angel get up." Mom yelled from downstairs. I groaned and rolled over covering my head with a pillow. I decided to get up anyway, so my mom won't be mad. I got ready for the first day here and I hope I make some friends. I told mom bye and walked out the door. I was walking around the corner in front of the bakery when a girl ran out and into me. The box she was holding flew through the air as a reflex I reached out and grabbed it. I handed it back to the girl." Hi I'm Angel sorry about that.""It's okay. I'm Marinette." "Is the bakery open yet?" I asked. "Yes and are you new to Paris?" She asked me. "Yep." "Well tell my parents that and you get one free pastry on us!" She said. "Okay thanks." I smiled at her and walked into the bakery. I hope we go to the same school because we would probably be best friends.
I ended up getting a couple of macaroons and they were delicious. I am definitely coming back. I was walking to the Eiffel Tower to see if I want to draw it another day. I like to draw all kinds of things from real life to anime. I carry over a hundred colored pencils with me at all times. People look at me like I'm crazy but I don't care.
I see a few more sights and I felt a little hungry. I saw an ice cream stand and walked to it. "Hello. I've never seen you before. I am Andre." He said. "I am Angel and I just moved here." I said. "Well then you get an ice cream on me." Andre said. He turned around getting the ice cream and said " Green for his eyes, yellow for his hair and black for his outfit." He said while getting the ice cream. I looked at him with my head tilted looking confused. He saw that and explained why he said that. "My ice cream is the ice cream of lovers. The ice cream describes your lover." He explained. "Okay. I get it now." I personally don't want love. I've read books and seen shows and usually the girl gets hurt. Plus I don't think there are any guys for me. I told Andre bye and left eating my ice cream.
A/N: Please tell me how I did this is my first actual story.
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