A/N: so this is something I randomly dreamed of happening once. Italics are thoughts and italics centered are time lapses. Enjoy!
I snapped my laptop closed and glanced at the clock.12:01 A.M shone bright blue in my face and I groaned. It's not my fault I had gotten caught up in my Miraculous marathon for a bit. Setting my laptop aside, I slipped under the covers of my bed and snapped my eyes shut, immediately falling asleep.
-In The Morning-
I stretched my arms above my head and yawned as I slowly sat up. I opened my eyes and noticed my room was considerably brighter than usual. I glanced to my left to see...A Pink Wall?! I whipped my head around as I took in my surroundings. Everything was covered in pink! I hate pink. I looked to my right to see a pink alarm clock showing 7:10 A.M. Before I could panic, I realized that there was a small creature laying in a bed next to it.
I looked at it closely and tilted my head in confusion. I have never seen something like this before. I shrugged and climbed out of the bed. Where ever I was, the person really likes pink. I walked to the closet and opened it to see tons of pink blaring at me. I pushed it all aside and grabbed a black dress that looked more casual. I guess it could work.
I stripped out of my PJs and put on the dress and clean undergarments. I grabbed a black pair of slip-on's and stepped into them, running my fingers through my hair and wincing as it gets caught in tangles. I grabbed the brush and ran it through my hair, scanning the room. Finally, my eyes landed on a full body mirror and I walked over to see what I looked like this morning.
The brush dropped from my hands at my reflection. I was expecting messy hair and maybe bags under my eyes, not a whole new look! My brown to strawberry blonde hair was now almost black midnight blue, my hazel eyes a bright cerulean, and my lightly tanned skin now porcelain. I couldn't scream, I just was stunned. And I was even shorter.
How did this happen? Where am I? Why do I look so different? All of this was racing through my head as I braided my hair and tied it with a black ribbon. Suddenly, I was hit with a wave of memories I never remember making and pain started shooting through my brain. I sat down on the floor and held my head until it all went away. I took a deep breath and cleared all of the fog out of my mind by focusing.
I stood up and grabbed a purse decorated with an intricate design and put a phone inside. I had the random thought to put the bug-like creature in my purse and grab some cookies too. I decided not to question it because with how weird everything is right now, my first instinct is my best friend. I walked downstairs and was greeted with the smell of baked goods.
"Hello dear, would you like a croissant for breakfast?" I turned to see a short woman with the same hair as I have now. I didn't know her but yet I felt like I knew her. I nodded, too distracted with figuring out who she was to properly respond. It finally clicked and I realized that she was the mother of the person who usually lives in this body. That sounded weird. I also realized that she was speaking in an unfamiliar language but I still could understand her.
I accepted the breakfast with a smile, still trying to process the craziness that is currently happening. I glanced at the clock and noticed that it was 7:45. I mentally panicked and said a quick goodbye to the woman, Sabine. I ran downstairs and out the door, taking a sharp left. I stopped at the road and waited for the go-ahead while marveling at the size of the school I apparently go to. The light turned green and I sprinted to the front of the school.
I stopped at looked around for anyone my subconscious mind would recognize. My gaze stopped on a girl with black glasses holding a phone, Alya. I walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked at me and jumped a bit. "Hey girl! Nice to see you here earlier than usual." She said. I smiled and nodded, still trying to figure this all out. Alya looked a bit worried and said "Are you okay Marinette?"
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