Chapter 14

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A.P.V

After finally putting the last page in order I began melding them back into a case, though this one was much sturdier. As I glued in in the last page I sighed and sat back, exhausted.

"Oh, stop complaining." Plagg huffed, as he crossed his tiny arms. "This is nothing compared to having to wait 300 hundred years to eat cheese."

I rolled my eyes as I carefully picked up the book and placed it in a desk drawer, to hide it from anyone who entered unannounced.

"So, what do we do now?" I asked Plagg. He shrugged and floated across my room.

"What ever we want kid." Plagg remarked, before he started out the window in thought. "I've always wanted to leave dead mice in someone's bed."

I stuck out my tongue in disgust, before peeking under my sheets when Plagg wasn't looking. When I was sure there wasn't anything there I walked to my door, and pulled it open enough for my to peek out.

The hall was eerily quiet as I stepped out and checked the shelf beside my room for my breakfast. Starting today, Natalie would not be aloud to wake me up in the morning as it could make my health "worse". I sighed as I grabbed the tray and went back into my room, closing the door behind me.

"What you got there?" Plagg asked, floating over to me as I sat down. "Is it cheese?"

"No, it's not cheese." I sighed as I removed the lid. Inside was a plate filled with fresh berries and pickled vegetables from our cellar. Plagg gave my meal one look before gagging.

"How can you stand to have to eat such bland food?" Plagg complained. "It's not even slightly smelly!"

"Your the one who's wierd." I defended, as I took a bite of a strawberry. "I'm just eating like a normal person."

Or like a mostly normal person, I thought as I swallowed. My father liked to keep a close eye on what I ate, restricting my meals to a strict diet so I would keep my "model" look.

I secretly hated it. I hated everything I had to do to stay, in my father's words, perfect. Why couldn't I just eat like a regular person? It's not like people weren't looking human after eating three meals a day that included grains, meat, dairy, and veggies. Infact they looked genuinely healthier than I do.

Not that I could tell him that. I'd be grounded for a month and put under even stricter rules and regulations. That was something I couldn't bare. All the pressure of having to live up to expectations would have driven me mad if it wasn't for Nino.

"Hey, are you okay kid?" Plagg asked, looking concerned.

"I'm fine." I replied. "You on the other hand. Are you feeling ok?"

"Yah, why?" He enquired.

"Oh, it's just for a moment there I thought you cared about my well being." I smirked, as Plagg searched for a remark.

"I, uh," He stuttered before quickly picking a food related answer. "I was just worried that I wouldn't be able to get my cheese."

I raised an eyebrow, but put out no comment as I finished my meal, placing my dishes off to the side. Suppressing my hunger, I stood and went to my desk, removing the book from the drawer.

"You gonna read that?" Plagg asked, hovering over my shoulder.

"What else would I do with it?" I questioned, as I flipped open the cover.

"I don't know." Plagg replied. "I'm not a human."

I sighed as I focused on the first page, which seemed to be a history of the miraculous, and all anyone should have to know. I frowned when I got to the end of the first page, before I began to read the second.

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