The Princess and Her Criminal

Visit to the Museum

Marinette's Pov
I walk down the pavement and into the school yard. Alya ran toward me and hugged me. "Hey girl!" She greeted. I couldn't breathe, she was way too strong,"A-Alya, I c-can't b-bre-eath-he!" I was able to mumble. "Sorry," She looked down at her shoes. "It's okay," I reassured her, still panting a little.

"Well, someone's early," Nino said as he came from  behind me. "Eeeeekkkkk!" I jumped and Alya giggled at my reaction. "Didn't mean to scare you," he said also giggling. "I-I wasn't scared!" I lied. "Really?" Alya asked. "C'mon let's get into the bus!" Nino said, running toward the bus. I smirked at Alya, whose face was getting a bit pink. "Stop staring, or do you love him too much~" I teased her. "S-shut up!" She replied and I giggled. 

Alya has a crush on Nino and it's quite obvious that he likes her too, I mean, it's quite obvious to me, I don't know how they can't realize it! We boarded the bus and took our seats, I allowed Nino to sit next to Alya, he practically begged me. Soon enough, we had reached our destination. We got off the bus and entered the museum in pairs. 

Miss Angelica, our tour guide, lead us through the museum while telling us a bit of information on most of the items in the museum. After a while we ascended by stairs to the second floor, to see the ancient history of Paris. We followed the tour guide around that section before returning to the bus for a twenty minutes lunch break. After eating, we returned to the museum, for a tour of the final floor (the third floor). 

Chloe started to complain about how her feet hurt. Of course her feet would hurt, who told her to wear heels when everyone else wore flats or boots! Anyway, she took the elevator to the third floor while the rest of the class had to use the stairs since there were too many of us to fit on the elevator. I looked around, there were barely any persons in the museum other than us, only two nuclear families could be seen. 

"Excuse me Miss Angelica, but why are there so little amount of persons here? I am sure I saw more when we were here just a few minutes ago, " I said. Everyone looked around and nodded. " Well dear, you see, after lunch a lot of persons leave on Wednesdays. So the mornings are busy but the afternoons aren't. This is why I suggested that the tour be today, " she answered. 

Finally, we were at the top of the stairs and Chloe was at the top waiting for us. "What took you so long?" she whined. "I was waiting here for like forever! This is ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!" She flung her hair and rejoined the line. 

On this floor was art. Beautiful and valuable art. I paid keen attention, it was giving me inspiration for my new collection of clothes. "Hey, Alya?" I whispered. "Yeah?" She replied. " Isn't this amazing?" I asked. " Yeah, but I'm not really an ar-" I cut her off. "Look! The Mona Lisa!" I pointed toward the picture. "Wow! This is definitely the first time I've seen this picture!" She said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes. "I'm sure if there's a picture of Nino, you'll drop dead!" I grumbled but I'm pretty sure she heard. "No I won't!" She whisper-yelled. "I giggled in response. 

The tour was finally finished, or so we thought. Miss Angelica carried us to the far end of the building, there we saw a crystal, it glistened in the light that reflected on it. It was worth 3.6 million dollars and was kept in a glass case. No tourist or visitor was allowed in that area. I stared at it in astonishment, before finally looking away. After Miss Angelica told us about it, we turned around and walked away, but we only reached the stairs. 

A crash was heard, then someone shouted,"THE CRYSTAL WAS STOLEN!!!" We looked back, only the broken glass could be seen that was out of the ordinary. However, I had a feeling that we were being watched, and I didn't like it. A shadowy figure swiftly moved behind me, I didn't see it, but I'm certain that someone or something was there. 

Another tour guide, took her phone out to call the police but before she even started to dial the number, a gunshot was fired and it went right through her chest. Her phone dropped as blood dripped down, her face showed utter shock and her body fell backwards, she was dead and a pool of blood was formed under her. I was in horror. I turned to look where the bullet came from, along with everyone else and standing in front of us was...one of the most wanted and dangerous criminals... Chat Noir.

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