Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, scenes, or the concept of miraculous ladybug. All the words in this are my own.
Authors note: I try to write regularly and publish as soon as possible so my chapters are kinda short. I apawlogise in advance. ;D
"Aren't you excited?" Alya gushed. How could she have thought that Marinette wouldn't be excited? Marinette hurriedly packed throwing random clothes in not bothering to see what they were, while her bestfriend sat on her bed. Alya was talking about the grade ten camp that they were leaving for in an hour. The camps location was unknown, a mystery. Marinette hadn't thought she would've been going until she was informed by mademoiselle bustier that someone had pulled out at the last minute. "Yeah, I am excited," Marinette said halfheartedly. To be honest, Marinette was terrified. She was going on a camp with Adrien agreste. He would see everything from her bed hair to her bad morning breath. Alya side glanced at her not completely convinced. Realisation dawned on Alya, "Oh. Adrien right?" She rolled her eyes sky high at an embarrassed Marinette. "Mari, the bus is here!" Her father called from the bakery. "Coming Papa." She grabbed her light grey duffel and a brown paper bag of pastries her mother had packed for her. Alya hauled her oversized, ladybug themed, suitcase down the stairs. Her parents looked as if they were on the brink of tears. Marinette and Alya both bid marinettes parents goodbye and rushed outside. A long blue bus with a film poster of a mime spread across the side, sat idling on the curb. A hunched over old man was waiting outside to load on their bags. As Marinette got closer she recognised the bus driver. It was Master fu. He winked at her as he pulled their bags into the storage hatch. Alya and Marinette were the last students to be picked up so there weren't many empty seats. Alya stoped in the aisle, and leaned over to whisper in a boys ear. The boy nodded and left to sit with her. Marinette glared at Alya and took the boys place. A blond boy with piercing green eyes turned ever so slightly in her direction. "Hey Mari." He smiled sweetly. "H-Hi Adrien!" Marinette stammered. "Excited?" She started to turn a light pink. "Y-Yeah. Really excited I-I'm." He gave her a confused look. "I mean, I'm r-really excited!" She started to nod wildly, turning a darker shade of pink. He smiled and turned to look out the window. After about an hour her head started to fall to the side, her eyelids heavy. She closed her eyes and before she knew it she was in a deep sleep. After a few hours a sluggish Adrien shook Marinette awake. "Hey, wake up." Marinette opened her eyes and tried to inconspicuously wipe drool off of her face. "We are here!" He whispered. She glanced out the window to see only black. Her eyes finally adjusted enough for her to read a large sign, with peeling paint and black writing scrawled across it. It read: Róuchellion Adventure Camp! Not for the faint hearted...