This isn't what I wanted

Chapter 1

     "Class, please quiet down. I have a new student to introduce," Ms. Bustier said. At that, the entire class shuts up. Predictable.
"This is Katherine, she recently moved here from Quebec."
A boy with sunshine blonde hair and emerald green eyes raised his hand. "Yes, Adrien?" Ms. Bustier said.
"Isn't Quebec in Canada?" Adrien asked.
"Yes, it is," Ms. Bustier replied.
"Thought so," he murmured to himself.
"Would you like to share anything about yourself, Katherine?" Ms. Bustier asked me. I glanced at the class. They were eagerly watching me, hoping I would say something.
"Uhm, I live with my sister?" I offered.
"Very nice!" Ms. Bustier said. She pointed to a boy in the front row with a blue shirt, a bright red cap, headphones around his neck, and bracelets adorning his wrists.
"You can sit where Nino is sitting until I arrange a permanent spot for you," Ms. Bustier told me. She turned to Nino.
"Nino, please take your bag and go sit in the back," Ms. Bustier said. Nino groaned.
"Fine, dude- I mean, Ms. Bustier," he said. Nino got up and walked to the back of the class and sat down. I grabbed my bag and took a seat next to the blonde kid, Adrien.
"Alright class, today we will be learning about..." As Ms. Bustier droned on and on about France's history, I noticed Adrien watching me intently. "Uhm, do you need something, Adrien?" I said timidly. His face flushed.
"N-no, sorry," Adrien said. "You just look like someone I know." And then something in my mind clicked.
"Hey Adrien," I said. "By any chance, are you part of the Agreste family?"
"Yeah, I am," he said. My face brightened.
"Perfect!" I said.
"Why, though?" Adrien asked.
"Oh, I just wanted to go see my sister," I said.
"Why would she-" Adrien started.
"Adrien! Katherine!" Ms. Bustier said. "Please stop talking in class!"
"Yes, Ms. Bustier!" We said in unison.
"Thank you," Ms. Bustier said and continued teaching.
"I'm pretty sure my sister works for your dad," I whispered to Adrien. "Her name is Nathalie Sancoeur,"
"Your sister is Nathalie?!" Adrien whisper-yelled.
"Yeah," I whispered back. "Do you think you could give me a ride to your house after school? I wanna meet up with her,"
"Of course!" Adrien whispered, excitement in his voice.
"Ok, see you then!" I whispered. Adrien nodded, a smile on his face. After that conversation, time seemed to fly by. Soon the class was over, and it was time to head home for the day. As I was walking out of Ms. Bustier's classroom, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned around, and there stood two girls, one with midnight - blue hair tied back in pigtails, with a little pouch hanging from her shoulder, and the other with glasses, hazelnut skin, and orange and brown hair.
"Uhm, d-do you know Adrien or something like that?" The pigtailed one asked. "B-because you were talking to him a lot today,"
"Oh, well, not really," I replied. "My sister works for his dad, which was what we were talking about,"
"Who's your sister?" The brown and orange-haired girl asked.
"Her name's Nathalie Sancoeur," I said. "Maybe you've heard of her?"
"Your sister is Nathalie?!" They said in unison, a hint of surprise in their voices.
"Yeah," I said. Then, I noticed Adrien waving at me near the front entrance. "Well, I have to go now, nice meeting you two!" The girl with midnight - blue hair's face flushed.
"Sorry, we forgot to say our names!" She said. "My name's Marinette, and this is Alya," she gestured to the brown and orange-haired girl.
"Well, nice to meet you, Marinette and Alya!" I said. "Bye!" They both waved to me as I ran down the stairs.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting," I said to Adrien, out of breath.
"It's ok!" Adrien replied. "Let's go!" And with that, we both walked out of the school entrance, heading to his car.

"Woah, I didn't know you lived in a mansion," I said, gazing at the huge structure.
"Yeah, it's really big," Adrien said. "Now let's go!" We both walked up the stairs and entered the mansion. Nathalie was standing in the lobby, nearly unrecognizable. Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun, with a dark purple blazer and a red turtle neck. Oh and let's not forgot the high heels.
"Welcome home Adrien," Nathalie said looking down at a tablet in her hands. "Your fencing lesson is-"
"Since when do you wear heels, sis?" I interrupted. Nathalie looked up. Her eyes widened.
"Katherine?!" She said, looking shocked.
"The one and only," I said, and winked.
"What are you doing here?!" Nathalie asked.
"Well, Adrien said he would give me a ride, so-"
"I mean, what are you doing here in Paris?" She interrupted.
"Mom told me to go live with you for a few years," I said, shrugging my shoulders. "I guess she didn't like having me around,"
"No one likes having you around," Nathalie mumbled under her breath.
"I know, right?" I agreed. "The ghost that haunted our house hates me!"
"You have a ghost haunting your house?" Adrien said.
"Well, not anymore," I told him. "It left because I was too annoying,"
"Ok then," Adrien said.
"Katherine," Nathalie mused. "Mom said you were going to live with me for a few years, right?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Where did you put your luggage?"
"Mom gave me your address so I dropped everything off at your house before I went to school," I replied.
"How did you get into my house?" Nathalie questioned.
"I don't think you want to know that," I said sheepishly.
"Katherine," Nathalie said, glaring at me.
"I tried to open the front door, but of course it was locked," I confessed. "So I went to the back door and I tried to open it, and it was unlocked,"
"That doesn't sound so bad," Adrien said.
"Knowing Katherine, she probably broke something," Nathalie told him. She turned to me. "What did you break?"
"The fence."
"How did you-" Nathalie started. "Actually, I'm not even gonna ask,"
"That's probably a good idea," I said. Just then, a man, who I presume is Gabriel Agreste, walked out of a room to the left of us.
"Nathalie, I need you to reschedule one of my meetings," Mr. Agreste said.
"Of course, sir," Nathalie replied. "Would the-"
"Hi, are you Mr. Agreste?" I interrupted her. "My name's Katherine! Nathalie told me about you on the phone. Is it true you're a famous fashion designer? Also what happened to your wife? Did she die of natural causes? Or did she die a different way? Is she even dead? Oh also-" Nathalie clamped a hand over my mouth.
"I'm sorry sir," Nathalie said. "She just arrived in Paris today,"
"I assume she is your sister since you two look alike," Mr. Agreste said, raising an eyebrow. That's true. When we were younger, just before Nathalie left for Paris, we both got our hair dyed. Nathalie got a bright red stripe in her hair, and I got my tips dyed the same color. Some people thought we were twins.
"Yes, she's my sister, sir," Nathalie said.
"Alright. Nathalie, I need your assistance," Mr. Agreste said. "Please come with me," He turned and walked back to his office, Nathalie following him. Once they were gone, I turned to Adrien.
"Bro, I ship them so hard right now," I said.
"Same! I've even come up with their ship name!" Adrien said. "Wanna hear it?"
"Of course," I replied.
"Gabenath," Adrien said. "I think that's what we should call them when they're not around,"
"That sounds perfect!" I agreed. "So, now what should we do?"
"Well I have fencing practice in an hour," Adrien said. "Do you want to look through my secret book of Gabenath until then?"
"Totally!" I said.
"Ok," Adrien said. "Follow me!"

     "And here's one of Nathalie hugging my dad when they didn't know I was there," Adrien said pointing to a picture.
"They're so cute~," I said.
"I know, right~," Adrien said. Just then, we heard a knock on the door, and Nathalie walked in.
"Quick, hide the book!" I hissed. Adrien shoved the book under his bed. Nathalie looked at us quizzically.
"Adrien you have fencing practice in 10 minutes," Nathalie said reading from her tablet. She looked up at Adrien. "I suggest you get ready,"
"Yes, Miss Nathalie," Adrien said.
"Hopefully not 'miss' for long~" I whispered. We both dissolved into laughter as Nathalie's face reddened.
"Adrien please get ready now," Nathalie said. "I need to speak with Katherine,"
"Ok," Adrien said, and walked away.
"What did you need to talk to me about?" I said, grinning.
Nathalie sighed. "Never mind, there's no use telling you to stop,"
"I'm ready to go, Nathalie," Adrien said, appearing out of nowhere, holding a large white duffel bag.
"Jesus, kid," I said gasping. "You nearly gave me a heart attack,"
"Sorry," Adrien said sheepishly.
"Adrien, please head to the car," Nathalie said.
"Ok, Miss Nathalie," Adrien said and walked out of the room. Once he was gone, Nathalie turned to me.
"Don't do anything stupid," she warned.
"Why would I?" I said, an innocent grin plastered on my face. Nathalie glared at me.
"Ok, ok I won't do anything stupid," I said. 
"Good," Nathalie replied. She turned swiftly and walked out of the room. After she was gone, I decided I'd have a little fun and mess up the stuff in her desk. I quietly exited Adrien's room and tiptoe down the stairs. I opened the huge doors to the office and poked my head in.
"Hello Mr. Agreste," I said, as I walked over to Nathalie's desk.
"Hello Katherine," he replied, watching me as I sat down in Nathalie's desk chair. I met his gaze.
"So," I said. "How long have you been Hawkmoth?"

Authors note~
Hey everyone! Sorry that this took sooo long to publish! I hope you enjoy it!

- Katie ☆