4. Consequences

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(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

By the time I woke up again my mom was back home. I could hear her pacing downstairs, she was talking to someone but I couldn't hear the other person's voice so I assumed that she was on the phone. When I first came home this house felt so calm and cozy, but now I could feel the tension flowing through the walls. Maybe she got fired and we'll have to move, I wouldn't mind that after what happened.

I ignored it though, so I took out my phone to check out what was poppin' lately. Once my Instagram loaded up I saw a recently posted video of Kyra doing her "Thursday Tea Spill", that's what she calls it, and I think I had an idea of what was in it. Oh gosh, I did not want to watch this video.

"Hey beautiful angels! It's me, Kyra and guess what day it is today? *switches to backdrop with 'Thursday Tea Spill' written in vintage font* it's tHuRsDay TeA SPilL! And, oof, do I have the tea for you sis. So, like I found out that (Y/N)'s dad left her when she was little. *oooooooo sounds inserted after zoom in of her face* But if that's not surprising enough....*dramatic pause and more zoom ins* she is the reason he left her family. *pauses movements and edits a fake tear rolling down her cheek* (Y/N) was so rude, ugly, and cruel that her own father left her when she was 6. And I mean, that's just low, she took away one of the most important things ever. Like, her mom doesn't even know how to raise her own child. That's sad.... *another zoom in* Anyways.... Love ya angels see you on Saturday for my weekend vlog! Byeeee *zoom in on face with camera getting moved and fading out into music*

Oh. My. Gosh. She did not just post that. How many views does she have!? HOLY!! 1K VIEWS!! In one day? I think I know what my mom was acting all frantic about. I think I'm going to have a panic attack! Jcjkshgc!!!!! Ahhhhh! Ok. Breath in. Breath out. Breath in. Breathe out. We can fix this.... Ummmmm. How?

Jolting up out of my bed I ran down the stairs trying not to cry again. My mom is going to kill me, oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. "Mom! What are we going to do!?" She turned and looked at me still holding her phone that she just hung up on. Her cheeks were wet and she glanced down at the ground for a few seconds before meeting my eyes again. She looked broken, like her whole life had been shattered.

"(N/N) I'm... sorry. But now that.. this happened, we can't stay here in this town. Word spread fast... My... Our, reputation is ruined.. Were starting over." Her voice cracked as she explained. Oh, this is about of reputation, of course. Care to ask how I felt, mother? "We're moving to Paris on Saturday. I already got a job to work with Gabriel, he bought a new fashion company called Habiller en Beauté, I'll be running one of their boutiques beneath our home. They're providing us with everything we need, except our clothes and one area of the house we have to decorate. You're not going to school tomorrow since you have to pack. I want to leave as soon as we can."

"Ok mom. I'll start packing now." My response was flat, I didn't want to show her any emotions. She wouldn't care how I felt anyway.

Marinette's P.O.V.

~°next week leaving°~

"Bye Alya and Nino I'll miss you!" I hugged my friends goodbye I know I'll see them in a week but I will miss them like heck!
"Marinette, girl I know you're only going to be gone for a week... But one week feels like eternity, so when you arrive back in Paris text me so we can meet up asap." She looked me in the eyes, I kinda felt bad for leaving her alone for a week, but she'll still have Nino and Adrien.
"Promise."

"Hey dude, I'm sorry our bro Adrien couldn't come in person. But he told me to give you a hug for him so..." Nino gave me a hug, Adrien had to practice his piano so he wasn't able to come. "I'll see you soon."

After saying our goodbyes I got prepared for the incoming 16 hours and 42 minutes I'd have to spend in the car. I don't even know where we're going to go! As I was about to go in the car I heard someone shout my name.

"Marinette! Mari! Don't go yet!"I looked up and there stood a beautiful ray of sunshine, otherwise known as Adrien Agreste. Oh no, I can't function anymore! "Hey, thank goodness you haven't left yet! I sprinted all the way here. Anyway, I just wanted to say goodbye. You're a very good friend of mine and I'm going to miss seeing you for a week!" I felt arms wrap around me and give me warmth, then it left quicker than it came. I could feel my cheeks burning up, oh gosh. I'm so awkward. "Bye Mari! I'll see you later!"

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

~°after packing up everything°~

I can't believe we're moving to Paris! Out of all the places we could have gone, she chose to live in the city of love. I wonder why, hopefully not to try and replace my dad.

We put everything we were bringing on the plane in the trunk of our car and got in to drive to the airport.

~°after plane lands°~

I waited for my suitcase to come out of the baggage carousel, it was a (f/c) suitcase with two white straps that went around it. It had a handle on the side and a long handle so you could pull it around with you. It didn't have much in it other than my clothes since we shipped the other stuff to Paris and the Gabriel dude my mom works for got us a place that was already decorated. There was only one area we had to decorate ourselves. Once I got my bag my mom called a taxi for us and we headed to our new home.

~°arriving home°~

I gazed at the building in front of us in awe. It was so tall and it wasn't a real house, so not what I was expecting from my mom. Everything was happening so fast, we only planned on moving two days ago and now we're half way across the world! It's so amazing!

When we unlocked the door to our apartment there was a boutique area with clothes already set up, my mom was going to work there probably, and then there were steps to get up to the real houseing area. I took my suitcase and sprinted up the stairs, it's so exciting! I wonder what my room will look like!

The first thing I walked into was our living room, it was so beautiful and so open with the windows projecting light throughout the whole space. There was a opening that lead to our dining room, from there you went into the TV room. There was a little door and once you went through that you'd end up in the only place that wasn't decorated yet, the staircase. My room was at the highest point in the building so I had to go up the stairs, the kitchen was on this floor. I went through another little door, up more stairs, and then there was a little hallway that led to my bedroom.

If you're confused read down below!

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Okay, so this is confusing... But your house is kind of like Marinette's house. So when I say that there is a business room, I'm talking about how it's like the bakery. But your mom isn't a baker she runs one of Habiller en Beauté's boutiques and it's a lot bigger. Habiller en Beauté is part of Gabriel, it's like how Google owns YouTube, but YouTube has its own site. So Gabriel owns Habiller en Beauté but instead of putting it in the same building he separated them. Does that make sense? Also go to the next chapter and look inside your house... It'll help! Anyways, bye sausages!

-Rani

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