Chapter 1: ordinary girl

Adrienne Agreste is a famous super model. She is the daughter of Gabriel Agreste, and has excellent talents in fencing, Chinese, piano, violin, ballet, and of course looking beautiful. She exceeds in all of her classes in public school as well as in her home studies arranged by her father. Her shimmering blond hair reaches the top of her chest, and her sharp green eyes could kill a man. Although she was tall for a girl, her polite personality made her shrink down to the optimal expectations. Her warm smile and round cheeks made anyone instantly fall in love with her except for one person. Herself. In fact, Adrienne Agreste doesn't particularly exist. Instead she was a mask. For whom? Himself.

Adrien Agreste wasn't a girl. He never was, and yet even he was under the impression that he was 100% girl. The truth that was buried deep inside of him never showed, and it would take a long time to weed it out of him. Through the layers of she/her and unwanted stereotypes sits a boy with no clue what the hell was going on. Adrien truly lived life obliviously. Never did he pay attention to his disgust whenever he was called a girl, or his joy when all the girl characters ran out and he "had" to be the guy character. Not once had he thought about the urge to chop off his hair as anything more than a mere act of defiance against his father. And there was no way he figured the reason he felt more comfortable in a sports bra and baggy clothes was because he hated his body. How could he hate his body when the whole of Paris loved him for it? That and his pretty face with full lips and cat-like eyes made him irresistibly perfect.

Before he could even think about being trans he was rudely confronted with the idea he was a "lesbian". Except…he wasn't? He still liked guys, but girls were so pretty. It took him a long time to even realize he likes girls (like a lot), but that realization was useless since he immediately denied it and got himself a boyfriend right afterwards. Still even when he was with Nathanael his eyes kept wandering towards all the girls in class. Alix was short and spunky with a cute butt. Rose was petite with kissable lips. Juleka was tall and incredibly sexy legs. Mylene was cute and curvy. Alya had a hell of an attitude with a chest that put cantaloupes to shame. Marinette was simply adorable, and it didn't help that she wiggled her butt whenever she got excited or nervous. It especially didn't help that Adrien blatantly stared at her when she did and could feel himself getting gayer. Then again he was already pretty gay…

Regardless of his desire towards girls he kept his relationship with Nathanael to please his father. Of course his dad supported the LGBT community, but Adrien doubted he would let him come out to the public. The magazines he modeled for gets translated in to a dozen different languages, and the areas they're sold would have a riot over a "lesbian" on the front cover. So he hide it from his father and from himself. Until one day his eyes lingered a little too long on Mari's butt wiggles…

"Distracted by something?" Nino asked. Adrien tore his gaze from the pink denim and blinked at his best friend. Nino and Adrien have been close ever since they met, but with Adrien practically being a "lesbian" they never developed feelings past friendship. Nino on the other hand was asexual and aromatic, so Adrien didn't need to worry about his friend coming on to him because he was a model.

"Huh?"

"You're spending quite some time staring in the general direction of Marinette's butt," Nino teased. Adrien blushed.

"The general direction of Marinette's butt is rather interesting," he murmured and continued staring.

"When are you going to break up with Nathanael and tell him your gay? Because at this rate you're gonna break the poor boy's heart," Nino said. Adrien sighed and reluctantly replaced the heavenly sight of Mari's pink ass with Nino smug face.

"I'm not gay, okay? I still like Nathanael, but I just get…distracted," he replied and already found himself turning his gaze back to the two girls across the court yard.

"Yeah. Distracted. Sure," Nino responded sarcastically and laughed. Adrien's blush deepened and then he sighed.

"Okay, fine. You're right. I'm absolutely not in to Nathanael anymore. Like, at the beginning I kinda liked him, but…I dunno. I think it might be mutual, y'know?" He rambled. Nino nodded.

"He has been spending more time doodling and less time talking. At the start of your relationship he would put down anything he was doing to talk to you," Nino pointed out. Adrien nodded.

"Yeah and the gay thing…" he trailed off and looked longingly over at Marinette's butt again.

"Don't tell anyone," he mumbled and turned red. Nino laughed.

"Man, it must be hard having romantic feelings for someone. I don't even wanna know what it's like having sexual feelings on top of that. That's all just messy!"

"I-I said nothing about sexual feelings!" Adrien hissed and glared at his friend. Nino laughed harder.

"I know you didn't say anything, but you spend more time staring at Mari's ass than literally anything else," he teased. Adrien crossed his arms and poured.

"I'm gonna go break up with Nathanael and get away from you," he announced. Nino rolled his eyes as Adrien turned his heel and walked away.

"Have fun! Tell him to send me a postcard from heartbreak city!" He called.

Adrien shook his head and rolled his eyes like his friend did before. He marched his way out to the front of the school and to the bottom step where his boyfriend usually sat during lunch to draw things in nature. Adrien approached the redhead carefully and peered over his shoulder to see the image he was sketching. Lines and value connected to create a window that looked like the one from the building across the street. Nath had even drawn in the reflection from the sun and a cute little bird perched on the windowsill. Adrien smiled and took a seat next to Nathanael. The artist looked up from his drawing and smiled at the blond.

"Hey," he greeted and kissed Adrien's cheek.

"Hey, how's it going?" Adrien replied.

"Pretty good. Better now that you're here," he grinned and laced his fingers with Adrien's. The boy grimaced at his words and nervously but his lip.

"Yeah?"

"Is there something wrong? You look upset," Nath noticed instantly. Adrien sighed and pulled his hand away from him.

"Uh, I dunno if I would say there's something wrong…maybe. I dunno," he mumbled and folded his hands together.

"What to you mean?" Nath asked.

"I…I need to talk to you about something…but it might-"

"Listen…Adrienne…I gotta talk to you about something too," he confessed. Adrien's green eyes snapped over to Nathanael's concerned gaze.

"Huh?" Adrien found himself confused as Nath set down his stuff and turned to face him. The artist to Adrien's hands in his graphite covered fingers and gave him a sympathetic gaze.

"Adrienne. You're one of the best girlfriends I've ever had. You're beautiful and smart and you have a lovely sense of humor…but, I kinda like someone else now," he said. Adrien blinked at the redhead before his face contorted with confusion.

"Wait…what?"

"I'm sorry, Adrienne, but I think we should see other people. Surely there's a ton of male models who are a lot more suitable to be your boyfriend, and I really like this other girl. It's making me feel guilty carrying on this relationship with you," he explained.

"So you're breaking up with me?" He asked. Nathanael nodded.

"I'm really sorry. I still like you, but I really like her, and I don't want to drag you in to a polyamorous relationship that might make you feel uncomfortable."

"Poly-what?"

"Exactly. Anyways, I'm really sorry, but it would hurt you a lot more if I got together with this girl and you found out about it, and I don't wanna hurt you like that," he said and patted Adrien's shoulder.

"Who…who do you like now?" He asked. Nathanael sighed.

"I don't wanna tell you if it's gonna hurt you-"

"No, I-I just really wanna know to see if it's someone who will treat you right," he lied. He was really just a nosey bitch. Nath nodded.

"Okay…its Marinette," he told him. Adrien's blood went cold, and all color left his face.

"M-Marinette?" The one with the really cute butt? The one that Adrien may or may not be crushing on because of said butt?

"Uh, yeah. Is there a problem?"

"N-no! Not at all, I-I just wasn't expecting that," he lied. There was a big problem.

"Oh-"

"I gotta get going, but it was good that we had this chat. I'll see you later. Bye ex-boyfriend," Adrien said and quickly stood up and ran back inside.

The moment he entered the school the bell had gone off and everyone was headed back to class after the break. He quickly looked around and bit his lip. On no. He could feel tears starting to gather around his mascara covered eyelashes. The blond dashed for the bathroom and was relieved to see it empty. He stressfully ran his hand through his long blond hair and tried to take some deep breathes before breaking in to sobs.

Why was he so upset? It couldn't possibly be because Nathanael broke up with him because he was going to do that anyways. Was it because Nath broke up with him for Mari? Did Mari like Nathanael back? Was this just added competition, or did he even have a chance in the first place? We he just delusional? Was he the only "lesbian" in this goddamn school? How could he possibly think Marinette would like him? His hands trembled as he gripped the edges of the sink and stared at his reflection. Mascara was running down his face as he sobbed. God he was a drama queen. He was so distraught he didn't even notice the sound of the flushing toilet.

"Adrienne?" A soft voice spoke. Shit. He looked through the mirror behind him to see Marinette just coming out of the stalls. His eyes widened with fear before he turned his head away and hid his face in his hands. Damn he was a mess. Mari walked up to the sink next to him and silently washed her hands before grabbing a long sheet of paper towels. She tried off her hands and gently touched Adrien's shoulder. He barely turned over to look at her and nearly whimpered at the sight of her concerned eyes and sympathetic smile.

"What's wrong?"