Marin's POV
"Marin! Time for school!" My mom shouted to wake me up. "I'm awake mom!" I looked at my clock and saw it was 6:45 am. "I'm going to be late!" I had to hurry so I wouldn't be late for school. I got changed and grabbed my dance bag. I headed downstairs and quickly ate my breakfast. My mom, Sabine Dupain-Cheng, was watching me gulp down all my food, and as usual she told me to slow down, but as usual I didn't listen. "Bye, mom!" I shouted as I left through the door. Mt mom shouted, "Have a nice day!"
It was 6:55am, when I got to the school. My best friend, Alain Césaire, was waiting for me at the stairs. "Marin, why are you always late? You live across the street." He asked. "I oversleep." I answered. Alain let out a huge laugh. "Of course! Come on, we don't want to be late." "Oh, right." Alain and I made our way to class, and as we waited for everyone. Alain was telling me about some rumors around the school. "So did you hear?" He asked. "Hear, what?" I answered.
"There's a breakdance club downtown, and everybody goes there. And by everybody, I mean everybody in the school." He whispered. "What! But they'll get expelled!" I whispered back. "I know, isn't it fun. The danger and excitement is awesome!" Alain answered me with alot of excitement. I just sighed knowing how much my best friend likes adventure.
Just then our teacher Mr. Bustier, came in, along with her. Adrienne Agreste, the most beautiful girl in the world, and my crush. Her best friend, Nina Lahiffe, walked in behind her. "Hi, Marin." Adrienne said to me. Of course I blushed all over. "H-h-hi, Adrienne." I stammered. "Oka, class let's get started!" Class began and by the time class was over I was exhausted.
But before we all left I smelled smoke. Everybody smelled it. "Fire!" One of my classmates shouted. We all ran out of the building, and before we knew it the fire department was at the school. But something was wrong. Where was Adrienne. I couldn't just stand there and do nothing. I ran back inside to find her.
I looked all over covering my mouth, shielding myself from the smoke. I called out her name, but she didn't answer. I finally checked the library, and that's where I found her. She was still concious. I helped her put her arm around my neck. We were both coughing from the smoke, and it was hard to see. The ceiling was about to collapse on us. We had to make it out of there and quick.
