Hello my wonderful readers!!! I am so, so, so sorry for the super late upload. School has not been treating me well and has taken up a lot of my time. I'm sorry I couldn't have uploaded sooner and you all had to wait three months for this, but here it is. I did make it a little bit longer because of how long you all had to wait. I hope you like it and please let me know if there are any grammatical errors or plot errors. Thank you and I hope you enjoy the chapter!!!
Oh yes I also included a sketch of what the outfit looked like in my head. Sorry it sucks because I'm not an artist, but anyways there it is.
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(Y/F/N)'s POV
After lunch, we went to Ms. Bustier's for homeroom, but then they all left while I stayed for a combination class of French and history which I alone was taking. Soon, we all met back up in Ms. Mendeleiev's class for science, but in each class I was a bit, how you would say, bored because the program back when I was training made sure everything was ingrained in my head. As the bell rang and I headed out to go to my fencing class, someone calls my name behind me. The voice belonged to none other than Adrien. Although, I just met him today and we shared our experiences as celebrities or more like he shared his and I had to give a fabricated life, I felt bad lying to him. I've put up so many personas for my missions in the past, but something about this boy is making me feel guilty. I shouldn't dwell too much into it. It may just be my downfall in revealing myself and jeopardize the mission. He is a target after all, just like Marinette. I wave towards him, "Hey Adrien. Did you need something?"
Slightly huffing out of breath, "I... Noticed you... Were walking in the same direction as I and I was curious if we might have the same last class."
"Oh... Well I have fencing as my last class."
His eyes gleam with joy, "Really?! Me too!"
"Oh wow! Maybe you can show me a thing or two," not that I really needed it, "during class. I'm just starting out." I rub the back of my neck shyly.
"Oh sure. I'd be happy to help." He gives a smile that only he can do. We both head to the locker room to change into our fencing uniforms. As we changed, I could see his toned muscles from his slightly defined abs to his biceps. It must be from being his superhero alter ego. I take my uniform to a stall and begin to change in there so that no one sees the scars all across my back. I exit the stall to see Adrien has finished changing as well and we both head out to see Mr. D'Argencourt. He begins instructing in French and then goes over to me and begins explaining the same instructions, but in English. He tells me that I will be partnered up with Adrien. "Don't worry, (Y/F/N). I won't go too hard on you. Just relax." I take in a deep breath and nod at him to show that I'm ready. We both place the masks down and placed our blades in engagement. An 'allez' was yelled out by Mr. D'Argencourt and Adrien took the first move and lunged toward me. Backing up, I parried his lunge. I begin to slow down a bit to not draw attention to my expertise and let Adrien take the first round. The buzzer sounds and we both lift up our masks and smile at each other.
"Wow! Adrien you're really good at fencing!"
Adrien rubs the back of his neck, "No, I'm not. It's just you're starting out, while I've been fencing for a while." He chuckles a bit.
"Shall we go again?"
"I'm ready when you are." I nod to him and place my mask down as he does so too. We get back into position. Another 'allez' is yelled. I lunge this time at him and caught him off-guard, sounding off the buzzer and giving me an immediate win. We step back and lift our masks up. "Nice one, (Y/F/N)! You got me when I wasn't paying attention." He gives a chuckle.
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