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Dear Diary🔪 Chapter 1: Antidote

it was Monday…again as Marinette walked into her gloomy math classroom. Dressed in a black hoodie zipped up, torn jeans, black shiny boots with chains, and hair down.
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As she walked to her seat Chole and Sabrina threw paper at her. She thought nothing of it but, just a normal day. When Marinette sat down she mumbled to herself. “it’s not like this is the worst I’ve been treated...” Let me sum up something for you. You see…nothing seemed to be going right for Marinette the past few months. She started to try drugs around November, started to harm herself in November, and did something she wants to forget in December.
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She laid her head on the desk without a care until she heard the teacher say “Class, we have a new student today.” then she put her head up immediately after those words left Mrs.Bustiers mouth.
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Usually, Marinette wouldn’t care about a new student but, Alya left for New York in October.  And Nino moved to the back after Alya left. So now he sits with Nathaniel. So that leaves Marinette and Ivan with an open spot right next to them. Mrs.Bustier said “Class, say hello to our new student Adrien Agreste!”
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the whole class screamed with excitement as he walked in but, Marinette did not. She didn’t know what’s so special about this boy. She thought to herself “what’s so amazing about this boy? What’s so wonderful about the blonde headed boy with the beautiful smi- no Marinette you’re getting way ahead of yourself! Remember? No more heartbreaks, not after what HE did to me.”
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In the distance, Mrs.Bustier says “Adrien please choose a seat so we can get the class started” she says with a warming smile on her face. She was too busy in her thoughts that when she was done thinking he was already sitting down and staring at her. “Did I zone out?” she whispers to herself. It started to get on Marinettes nerves on how long he was just staring at her emotionless. She thought to herself “Do I look like a monster? A demon? Is he so sick of the presence of me?” Breaking the silence, a soft-spoken voice comes out.
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“Hi, I’m Adrien.” 
He said with a big smile on his face. “I guess we’re desk buddies.” “What?” she said with an attitude. “You hate that such a hideous person is sitting next to you? Well too bad, you’re stuck with me if you like it or not. Unless you really want to whine to Mrs.Bustier about sitting arrangement” He quickly said “Whoa, Whoa, whoa calm down” with a nervous look. “I just wanted to talk for a bit. I didn’t try to come off offensive”  “Whatever,” she said with a cold look. He turns his body faced directly towards her. With his left arm on the desk and left hand making a fist to hold his face. “I didn’t catch your name,” he said softly. “So?I’m not here to make friends” Marinette said still being as cold as ever. “If you don’t tell me your name I’ll have no choice but to call you Bell whenever I see you,” he said with as a giggle followed. “Why…Bell of all names?” She said with curiosity. “Because your eyes are Bluebell of course!” He smiled. She couldn’t resist and let out a little smile. “You’re an idiot,” she said jokingly along with a little laugh. “Can I please finish listening to the teacher now?” she said knowing she was getting too comfortable with him. “Aw, and I was just having fun.” He said as he turns his body back facing the teacher.
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After class was over Marinette walked down the hall as Adrien tried to catch up.“W-wait up Bell!” he said rushing through the halls. As she stopped she said, “Why?”“Because I want to talk to you,” he said. And he had finally caught up to her. “So, Bell do you want to hang out?” “no,” she said being cold towards him once again. “Can you at least take my number?” “for what Adrien? Like I said before I’m not here to make friends"“then, just…call me your desk buddy” he says with a smile. “pfft whatever, I still think you’re an idiot” she laughs.
[IC]“Wait…is that a yes?!” “yes, now hurry before I change my mind. I have other places to be” she said in a rush.
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They exchange numbers and part ways.
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Later on that night in Marinettes room. She was laying on her bed with her pillow under her chin. “Should I..? no! wait…ugh,” poor frustrated Marinette tosses her pocket knife on the floor and decided to text Adrien instead. “what do I even say? This is all ridiculous! Maybe I shouldn’t...” thinking of what to do she finally texted. About 5 minutes past turning in 30. “I knew it! He just…wanted to make fun of me…he’s just like the rest!” with teary eyes she jumps up from her bed to grab her pocket knife.Now with the knife touching her skin ready for a slice “bzzt” her phone buzzes. She throws the pocket knife again, across the room. Running to check, tripping, nearly falling. “I-is that him?” she grabs her phone to check and sees “1 message” and opens it. "it is him" she texts him back, and they continued to text for a few more minutes. “A… heart?”

she blushes into her pillow with excitement. “Why does he make me happy? I don’t even know him. He makes me feel… like what I’m doing is wrong” she looks over to all her knives and case filled with drugs. “Is he some type of antidote? Someone who can make me….me again?” she thinks to herself. “no, no one can help me…” she gets up to take a steamy shower. After she showers, she brushes her teeth and heads to bed. As she set her alarm on her phone she sees an unread message. “what? Did he text me again? No, he said goodnight already. Then who could it be? Wait, maybe I should open it first” she playful slaps her forehead. As she opens it she says “Chole? How did she even get my number? What does she even want with... Me?” she reads what it says in terror, afraid, and in anger “Chole that bitch!”

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What could have Chole possibly sent to make Marinette so angry?
Wait, what am I even saying *laughs* its CHOLE we’re talking about
guys. But, find out what happens in the next Dear Diary.
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