She would harassed him with kisses and throwing herself at him quite literally as a way to show her 'love' for him all throughout the months before this incident happened.
It was never consensual, and he'd always tell her to stop or push her away but she never listened. I guess that was a good enough reason for her to torment me endlessly. Now she uses Adrien Agreste, a golden haired masterpiece with emerald green eyes and the body of a Greek god who I also happen to have the fattest crush on as a means to get back at me. He transferred to our school in the beginning of 10th grade, but I never got the chance to really get to know him because Chloe's always with him. It doesn't help that she's known him since they were kids. I pick up the polaroid of Adrien I took when I was taking class pictures last year off of my nightstand and give him a kiss before placing the picture back and dragging myself out of bed and washing up.Īfterwards, I opt to go bra-less (since I basically have no need for one), wear a tank top instead with a pink oversized Hollister hoodie and a pair of grey high waist straight jeans and wear my raven coloured hair down before dragging myself downstairs, backpack in hand. Papa's in the kitchen his back turned to me as he kneads bread on the countertop while humming along to French music. "You really need to stop stressing bǎo bǎo." "Mari you look like the dead," Mom says, passing me a paper bag filled with chocolate filled croissants to the brim. The front door swings open and Alya, my best friend since 7th grade walks in. She turns to me with the fattest smile on her face.
"You shouldn't cuss in front of my parents," I raise my eyebrows and wag my finger at her mockingly. "The fact that you didn't text me back this morning." "You wanna know what's disrespectful?" She snatches a croissant out of the paper bag in my hand. "I didn't even check my phone this morning." "I'm sorry," I give her a kiss on the cheek and follow her out the door. "I promise this year will be different." Alya says tossing her arm over my shoulder. "We'll put that hoe, Chloe in her place and you'll finally get with Adrien."Radiant, Carefree, Dreamy. Marinette sighed dreamily as she listened to the ad on repeat. She spun in her chair and giggled.Ĭhat said he had " connections" and could get her the perfume. Her Chat Noir themed bag, her Chat Noir hoodie, her Chat noir headphones, her Chat Noi. She stopped herself and blushed bright red. She.she didn't have TOO many Chat Noir merch, did she? NAHHH.
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