A fight for them (A Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction)

Chapter 3: Awkward is in the air

Marinette's POV

The courtyard looks great, and we got it done in record time! All we must do now is turn on the lights inside the lanterns and start up the music. Plus get ourselves ready for the dance. I walk over towards the food table and pick up my duffle bag. Alya is right behind me picking up her backpack, that contains her outfit. We grab some cups of water on our way to the locker room. Alya looks exhausted and I know I probably look the same way. My hair feels greasy, I've been sweating a lot from all the work, and anxiety is running through me.

I want to admit my feelings to Adrien tonight. I'm just not sure how.

"Hey, Al?" I say shyly.

She turns her head to face me as we enter the school locker room.

"I-" I begin, hesitating.

She looks at me with confusion, "What is it? You can tell me."

"I know that. It's just..." I pause

She waits for me to continue.

"I want to admit how I feel for Adrien. I want to do it tonight." I told her, my head downwards and my eyes squeezed shut.

A huge grin spreads across her face. I know Alya wants to help me however she can. She has been encouraging me to tell him for as long as we've been friends. 3 years to be exact, we have been friends since we were 13. She hugs me and swings me around the locker room.

"Oh, girl! You finally doing it! This is great!" She puts me down and her smile turns into a frown.

Confusion is written across my face when I see her frown.

"Alya? What's with the face? You were happy a second ago."

Alya turns to face me and puts her finger in my face, "You better not back out of this one! You have been trying for too long!"

I sigh. She is right. I have been trying for far too long.

I clench my fists and puff out my chest, "I will do it this time. Not on a card like I have been trying. I am too forgetful to remember to sign it. I will tell him face to face. If I can manage to speak."

I begin to ramble. My determination turns into a spiral of all the worst possible scenarios.

"What if I tell him and I talk total gibberish and he doesn't understand me? Then he will think I'm crazy! So he will call an asylum and they will take me and I won't ever be able to tell Adrien my true feelings, marry him, or have our three children, a house, and our hamster!" I whine to Alya, who sighs and pats my back.

"Oh, girl. You think too much about this. You must take risks if you ever want to succeed!" She tells me with positivity.

"You didn't tell me I was wrong! It could happen!" I whine.

She guides me to the shower stalls while giving me yet another pep talk about how I can do this. I look her in the eyes, my hopes rising again.

I take a deep breath and nod my head firmly. I am going to do it. No more waiting. If he rejects me then I can move on and we can just be good friends. Alya smiles at my change in attitude.

I smell like sweat and dust from all the work we did. Alya and I each go in our separate stalls. I shut the stall door behind me. The walls are a deep brown color and the small shower in the back left corner of the stall is the same color. It has a door to enter it instead of a shower curtain which is convenient for the school. To the right of me is a bench connected to the wall of the stall.

I place Tiki on the bench and tell her to stay there, Tiki nods in agreement before munching on a macaroon stashed inside the small bag. I pick up my phone and I'm shocked at the time. It's only 20 minutes until the dance! Clicking and scrolling through my different playlists on Spotify I decide to listen to a playlist inspired by Jagged Stone's rock music.