The Night She Fell In Love Again

-8-

Marinette wondered why she told Adrien she liked him.

Well, she knew the answer was that she was drunk.

But, he didn't say anything else of it, that's what left Marinette to wonder.

What was slowly killing Marinette was that, he never gave her an answer if he likes her back or not.

She needed to know, in time of course.

Adrien needs to process this as much as Marinette needs to process it too.

Marinette sighed for the 5th time. After Adrien left, she just stood there, staring out at her living room that she could see from her open trap door.

Finally, she sighed once more and rubbed her hands on her jeans. She reached out to the trap door and closed it.

Marinette walked over to her desk chair, pulling it out from under her desk, she sat down, squealing.

She leaned back in her chair and smiled like it was Christmas and she just got the gift of her dreams.

Marinette broke out of her smiling/squealing daze after a few minutes.

Tikki flew up to her holder, smiling at her. "I can tell you're happy" Tikki said, nudging her face with her tiny body.

"Yes! I am Tikki!!" Marinette squealed. "I can't believe i mustered up the courage to hug him!" She squealed. Again.

A big smile came across her face.

"Tikki?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to go for a walk?" Marinette asked, grabbing a light coat.

"Sure! That sounds fun!" Tikki responded.

Marinette checked her phone, 12:45pm.

Marinette slipped on her shoes, grabbing her purse and sketch book then, slipping her coat on.

Tikki flew into her bag, clasping it closed after she flew in.

Marinette walked over to her trapdoor and closed it shut behind her.

She walked down the stairs, taking notice that her mom went down in the bakery.

Leaving the bakery, she headed down to the nearby park, feeling a sense of calm that she hadn't felt since she woke up.

Marinette sat down on an accessible nearby bench.

She opened up her sketch book, turning to a design that she left off on.

"Hey Mari! What are you doing here?" Marinette turned as she heard a familiar cheery voice, that belonged to her best friend.

Alya smiled as she sat down next to Marinette.

"So... how are you and adrien?" Alya said, smirking as Marinette flushed a bright crimson red.

"Um... w-well uh... he kind of-no wait..adriensleptinmybedlastnightbuthedidntdoanythingsoitsokhahahahahahahahahah......"

Alya gasped and stared at Marinette in a shockingly manner.

Alya stayed silent for a good minute then started screaming in joy.

Marinette tried to stop her by covering her mouth with her hand.

She got nowhere with that.

Alya continued screaming.