Snow Mavi

Snow Mavi - Chapter 3

I continued to very nervously proceed down the staircase. As my heel hit the marble flooring, both assistants turned away and scurried off alarmingly. I froze for a heartbeat. "That was weird," I spat out in an irritated tone. My hand instinctively cupped over my mouth as I stopped moving and stood their like a stick. "No, it was weird," the boy followed up, a smile forming across his face. I uncupped my mouth and plastered on a smile too, since at the time it seemed like the right thing to do. He walked towards me with his hand held out. "Adrien," he said. I took his hand and shook it just a little bit, then quickly pulled away. We stood there for a few seconds until I looked up to see a questioning look on his face. "Oh- I'm Maya. Stone.. Maya Stone," I blurted, embarrassed. I wasn't used to meeting new people, since really my only social interaction were my peers at the old school I went to. I mean, who knows, I could go there again. I didn't know how long I was supposed to be staying here. "Um, well, I have to go back- I mean, to my room. It was nice meeting you," I said, trying to smoothly end the conversation. "You too," Adrien said cheerfully. With that, we both scurried up the stairs with him just a few feet behind me. My ears grew hot as I tried to go faster and eventually was running down the hall to my room. Just as my fingertips were about to reach the doorknob, I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me back slightly. I whipped my head around, my hair accidentally hit his face. "Oh," I murmured. "Sorry." I expected him to start a full on argument, but instead he laughed. My nose twitched and I furrowed my brow. "That's not funny," I said stiffly. "Hey, calm down," Adrien managed in between chuckles. "I just wanted to know if you'd like to hang out- because I don't have many friends... It's nice to have someone around, you know?" I blinked and turned my head. "Maybe. In a little bit- er, we'll see," my voice cracked mid-sentence. Though I wasn't intending to cause any more trouble, I jerked my arm away from his grasp and felt my lip curl. "Good day," I whispered roughly. I wasn't exactly needing new friends, and I was especially not needing one who was desperate and lonely. I pulled open my door and tried not to slam it shut. I was able to busy myself with the many records hidden inside shelfs that were placed neatly on the loft. Weirdly enough, I couldn't find a record player in the shelfs. I groaned and proceeded to do what could have easily turned an okay day into the worst day ever. I lamely stomped down the loft steps, turned into the hallway, and tried my best to not violently rap on the door. In a split second it opened to appear a very cheerful-looking Adrien. I rolled my eyes; why was this boy always so... happy? "Um. I wanted to ask if you had a record player," I said nervously. "Of course! Do you not have one?" He gave a questioning look. "Ah, no," I sneered. Why else would I have asked? "Oh. Well, you can use mine. It's upstairs if you want to get it. His eyes led to his loft. I was about to snap. Why couldn't he get it hisself?  "Oh... okay." I murmured. With quick steps I shuffled up the stairs to find that Adrien also had a variety of records, stacked upon each other. I looked below to see Adrien on a pure white couch mindlessly watching TV. I couldn't help but notice two small figures on the coffee table just in front of him. As I looked closer, I saw the design of that same ladybug girl I saw at the airport and what seemed to be a cat boy. A tried to keep in the thought of why he had dolls, but my brain directed my thoughts to my mouth. "What are those?" I blurted from all the way upstairs. His head whipped around and he cluelessly asked what. "Those... things. Figure things. That girl," I pointed. "Oh," he said. I eyesight was just good enough to see a soft blush spread across his cheeks. "That's just Ladybug," he half swooned. "Who's she?" I couldn't help but ask. "You don't know who Ladybug and Chat Noir are?" His voice seemed innocent, but he also seemed pretty knowledgeable of the subject. I shook my head.  He seemed pretty giddy on this note, like he was about to launch into a whole story. "They're the superheroes of Paris! These evil butterflies, called akumas, evilizes the people of Paris. Ladybug and Chat Noir have always managed to save them, though." "Hm," I wondered aloud. So that's why there were posters of them, like, everywhere. Do you know them? Like, personally?" I asked. He seemed a little alarmed at the question. "I have never met Chat, but..." his voice trailed off as he blushed furiously. I cocked my head to the side. "But what?" "Oh. Well, I have met Ladybug a number of times..." he hid his face from me, but I could see his smile from between his hands. "Oh," I murmured. "Do you..." "What?" "Do you... is she pretty special to you?" Adrien pursed his lips and nodded slightly. "Aw!" My girly side immediately turned to high as I mused over his attraction. "So, what happened? What's she like?" I trotted down the loft steps and plopped myself onto the opposite side of the couch. "No, wait. Do they have actual identities? Like, besides their hero form?" He also seemed a little shocked at the question but cleared his throat and continued. "Er, yes. But no one knows who they actually are," Adrien proceeded with a hint of worry. I decided not to say anything else and awkwardly focused on the TV screen until Adrien spoke again. "My friend Alya says that she's a student at our school." "Is she?" I repeated. "Well, I'm not sure yet. I haven't seen anyone who looks like her." "Maybe your not noticing the details." "Maybe." He looked down sullenly, but got cheerful again. "Aren't you starting school here tomorrow?" He asked. "Oh. Yeah, I guess. How is it there?" Adrien told me about how nice one of the teachers were, who to avoid, and who his friends were. "You can hang out with them and I when you come tomorrow," he rambled on. At that, there was a knock on the already open door. The lady assistant was there, waiting to catch the our attention. "Dinner is served," she told us. I gave a small wave with my hand and explained to her that it was okay and that I wasn't really all that hungry. Apparently she didn't really want to hear it since she said that dinner was served repeatedly until the three of us went downstairs and into one of the big, long rooms located near the door. I decided to keep my lips shut until a waiter came and set down a rather large portion of crab meat on one of my many plates. "Oh- sorry, I-I'm vegetarian," I stammered. "I can just go to my room, it- it's fine." Gabriel lit up with a sudden jolt of energy and with a quick nod, the waiter went off to the kitchen. "Um... what's he doing?" I peeped. Before Gabriel could say anything, the waiter scurried out again with a different palette. He exchanged my plate with a salad with crushed pecans and a delicious-smelling dressing. "..Oh. Thank you, sir," I said to the waiter. He gave a curt nod then headed off towards back to the kitchen. From there, dinner was quite fast. I'm pretty sure I only had a granola bar that day, so the salad was great. Around nine, everyone got sent upstairs to their rooms. After such a long day, I was about ready to fall into the sheets of my bed, but my neighbor had other ideas. I guess Adrien wasn't exactly ready to go asleep yet because he kept asking me questions about school through the air vents. I only gave murmured replies, but he managed to still hear them through the whirring sound of air and the occasional click on metal. Around eleven pm, I eventually had to tell him that it was probably for the best if he went to sleep now. He half agreed but after I said that I didn't hear any other noises until morning.

oof that was an example of how long I'm prob supposed to make chapters but I'm lazy sooo

oh and this ISN'T I repeat ISN'T going to turn into an Adrien x Maya story. I promise my dudes