Note: Hi guys! Just another story I'm working on. Recently got in this show, and well it makes me feel better about what's going on with Amourshipping in Pokemon. HAHA. Yes I know I'm working on a bunch of stories. I'm sure there's a lot of us who do that. :) I hope you guys all enjoy!

A Play To Remember

Genres: Romance, Drama, Friendship, & a tiny bit of Action

Disclaimer: I don't own Miraculous.

Note: Obviously will be MarinettexAdrien

Summary: A new male student has his eyes on Marinette. A play is being held in LadyBug & Chat Noir's honor. Marinette must play LadyBug with said new boy as Chat Noir. Adrien develops mixed feelings & Anti-Bug is back with a partner; Chat Le Blanc.

Chapter One

A lovesick Marinette sighed deeply before leaning forward in her seat. Said girl rested her elbows on the surface of her desk and placed her head between the palms of her hands. She looked forward in a daze, her eyes set upon the soft, luscious blonde hair that was attached to the head of the boy who had her heart.

She sighed once more, batting her lashes as the thought of gliding her fingers through his hair began to fill her mind. She bet it was incredibly soft and that the sweet scent of his shampoo would linger on her fingers.

"Earth to Marinette," Alya called out while waving her hand in front of her distracted classmate.

Another affectionate sigh left the mouth of the dark haired girl. She continued to stare at the space between Alya's fingertips. Despite it being a blur, her mind was still longing to touch a single tress that was neatly arranged upon what she deemed a perfectly, adorable shaped head.

"Yeah Marinette, I've seen your designs. They're pretty awesome," said Adrien, turning around in his seat to look at the dazed teenager.

Upon meeting her eyes, Marinette nearly jumped from her seat. She flailed her arms out in front of her to recompose herself, but ended up elbowing her textbooks. Flustered, Marinette half heartedly scowled in pain, but quickly bit her bottom lip to prevent her pain from becoming anymore audible.

"Ye-Yeah. It's great. Awesome, even," she faltered with her heart hammering through her chest. With trembling fingers she straightened out her textbooks before flashing Adrien an awkward and toothy smile.

Adrien blinked several times with his mouth slightly agape. It took him a second to process Marinette's strange behavior. At this point though, Adrien thought Marinette's fidgety trait was just a mere part of her personality.

He brought his lips back together and curved them upwards, giving her a slight smile. He then shifted his weight around in his seat, turning around in the process to return his attention back to Ms. Bustier.

Marinette slightly groaned and slumped into her seat. She heard a slight giggle slip from between Alya's lips as she smacked her palm against her forehead.

Alya leaned towards Marinette. "Good one girl," she quietly teased with a stiff hand pressed against the edge of her mouth to prevent anyone from hearing.

Marinette groaned once more before mustering the courage to ask her best friend what she just agreed to when Adrien turned around to compliment her on her skills as a designer.

"Girl," Alya started. "You just agreed to design everyone's costume for the play."

"I-I did?" Marinette gasped as Ms. Bustier continued with reading off a few points from her clipboard.

Marinette forgot it was that time of the year again. The time where one randomly picked class was assigned to put on a play for the entire school. This year, it just happened to be Ms. Bustier's class, and right away, everyone wanted to put on a play about the adventures of LadyBug and Chat Noir.

"Don't worry about it. I know their costumes right to the bone. Especially LadyBug's."

That wasn't something that Marinette would have a problem with. After all, she was LadyBug. She was just a tad bit concerned because of her duties as a secret super hero and class representative. Now she had to add 'sew costumes' to her list. There was only so much a girl could do. On the bright side, at least she wasn't playing LadyBug. If she were put in that costume, people would find the resemblance uncanny.

Adrien, the identity behind Chat Noir felt the same way. He was actually looking forward to finding out which lucky gentleman got to play his part. In fact, he couldn't wait to see the lucky boy show just how appealing his heroic identity really was.

"Okay, Ms. Bustier. Can you just tell us who gets to play LadyBug and Chat Noir?" Chloe interrupted in an impatient tone. She crossed her arms, her piercing stare meeting the teacher's eyes. "The designer isn't as important as the stars of the show!"

Marinette rolled her eyes in dismay as Chloe continued on a raging rant. The snobby blonde even had to mention that it was unneeded to even have a designer because her "daddy was going to get the best designers in all of Paris" and that "the costumes needed to look much more authentic, and a regular, unknown teen wasn't able to do that".

"Relax, Miss Bourgeois. The roles have already been assigned, and we even have a special guest to play the role of Chat Noir," said Ms. Bustier.

This surely caused Adrien to perk up. His hidden identity as Chat Noir was popular enough to even garner the attention of a 'special guest'. A dozen famous actors popped into his mind the second Ms. Bustier completed that sentence. That wasn't what excited him the most though. Perhaps LadyBug would view him differently once she found out that he was important enough to have a VIP play his part.

"Now," Ms. Bustier continued, circling around her desk. She wiggled the handle on the first drawer, and pulled out a thick wad of stapled sheets. She then held it out in front of her before meeting the bluebell eyes of Marinette. "This is for you Marinette," she said, placing the wad on the table. "Alya and Nino gathered this information together to help with creating everyone's costumes."

Marinette's mouth dropped open. Alya and Nino were surely fired up to make this play a hundred percent perfect. Perhaps, their roles as playwright and director, respectably, would bring the two closer together by the end of the project. They were already spending hours upon hours after school, in the library, just writing the play and organizing the major and minor parts for everyone.

Marinette stood from her seat, and walked down the plight of stairs to Ms. Bustier's desk. She grabbed onto the first set of stapled sheets, and began scanning the information on the paper. As she did, Ms. Bustier circled back to the front of her desk, and began to announce everyone's assigned roles.

"We'll start off with Hawk Moth, Kim, that role is assigned to you."

"Yes!" Kim jumped up. He then held his arm out and made a fist before thrusting it backwards. "Villains are so cool!" he commented aloud, causing all eyes to shift in his direction. All eyes looked at him with disapproval. "Except Hawk Moth." He cleared his throat. "Because… he's really… bad." He rubbed his nape before slowly retreating back into his seat.

Ms. Bustier chuckled before continuing on with the list. "The akumatized individual will be, Adrien."

"Fine with me," said Adrien, shrugging his shoulders. He found it pretty nice getting to be the person that him and LadyBug always worked so diligently to save. Despite it being unreal, it was still an experience he was looking forward to. Perhaps he'd learn from it, and maybe it would help him with his future endeavors.

"LadyBug will be played by Chloe."

"No surprise there," Chloe stated. She sat up straight with her hands on her hips, and her facial expression quickly shifted into a prideful one.

Marinette's right eye slightly twitched upon hearing the announcement. She slightly tightened her fist, causing the stapled sheets in her hand to wrinkle. How could the role of LadyBug be entrusted to someone like Chloe? LadyBug was all about justice and positivity. Chloe was the exact opposite. In fact, more than half of the time, she was the harbinger of negative energy. Most people were getting akumatized because of her.

"And Chat Noir will be played by none other than, Lucas La Fontaine."

"LUCAS LA FONTAINE?!" Half of the class, mostly the girls, yelled out in sync.

The room filled with the exasperated gasps of the girls, and almost each one of them began to chew on their fingernails. Even the girls who usually weren't interested in the lives of famous people were squirming around in excitement.

"Whose Lucas La Fontaine?" Kim asked, looking to his left at Juleka who was trying to contain her own excitement.

"You don't know who Lucas La Fontaine is?!" Chloe stood up straight from her seat before jerking her head to look at Kim. "How do you not know who he is?!"

"Isn't that some kind of fountain?" Adrien tried. The name sounded all too familiar to him, but he couldn't quite place a face on it.

Marinette giggled before placing the sheets back onto the desk. "He's a singer," she said. That summed up pretty much all she knew. The only famous person she had her eyes on was Adrien, and every other famous heartthrob after him was just one giant blur.

"He's currently the most popular pop singer in all of Europe," Alya pointed out, adding in some extra information.

"AND, he's only a couple years older than us!" Chloe squealed, unable to compose herself.

"Yes, yes. Settle down, everyone." Ms. Bustier placed her clipboard on her desk before raising her hands in front of her. She motioned her arms downwards, and continued to do so until the gossiping amongst her students came to a complete stop. "Now," she called out in a much louder tone. "Will you come in Mr. La Fontaine?"

As the door sounded with a click, everyone's attention turned towards it. The door continued to open, and Marinette took this as her queue to return back to her seat. She gathered the neatly organized wad of paper into her arms, but remained still. She in her own way was curious just as everyone else to see the famous singer enter the room.

Her mouth opened up in shock as Lucas La Fontaine stepped in. With his hand still holding onto the handle, he bowed down to the rest of the class. As he stood up straight, Marinette, and everyone else could finally see a clear image of what the famous singer looked like.

He had messy dark brown hair, and captivating honey colored eyes. His skin was slightly tanned and had a rosy tint; particularly on his cheeks and the tip of his nose. He was tall, and slightly top heavy, showing that he worked out.

On top of his black, plain tee, he wore an unbuttoned red and black plaid shirt. To match, he wore a pair of jeans, and black sneakers. Hanging around his neck was a silver chain-linked necklace with a simple ring hanging around it – an accessory that was duplicated a million times for his own fans to purchase.

"Hi, my name is Lucas La Fontaine." He introduced himself with a bashful smile. Even with all that fame, he still looked as if he was nervous to be in a classroom. "I hope to do well with you in this play."

Most of the girls sat at the edge of their seats with an affectionate sigh escaping from their mouth. Ms. Bustier waved her hand, gesturing Lucas to join her at the front of the class, near Chloe's side of the room.

Marinette took this time to quietly return to her seat without disrupting the lovesick girls. She tightened her grip around the stack of paper, squeezing it towards her chest. As Ms. Bustier continued on with introducing Lucas and how he ended up taking on the role, the raven-haired designer slowly started her walk towards her seat.

Taking a few steps, she finally reached the trashcan. She lowered her head to prevent herself from disrupting anyone's view. As she took another step forward, her heel came into contact with a banana peel, causing her to lose her own footing.

Marinette yelped in surprise as she instinctively threw her arms out in the air, feeling herself fall backwards. The wad of stapled sheets began to fly around her; some hitting her face before continuing there descend to the ground below her. She looked to her right at Adrien who held his own arms in front of him to prevent any of the sharp edges from scratching his face. For a second, the two met eyes and Marinette could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment. She looked back up, closing her own eyes to brace herself for the fall.

In one swift motion, Lucas rushed forward and held his arms beneath her, catching her in the process. Marinette reopened her eyes to see Lucas' honey colored eyes looking into her own.

"Falling for me already?" He winked before flashing her with a flirtatious grin.

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