new chapter of Roasted coming out soon! (and by soon i mean either tomorrow or tonight at like one in the morning). I'm currently working on another story, and this will be a two-shot about why you don't fucking mess with Marinette.

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Marinette had been having a good day so far. She managed to wake up early, get ready in a new summer outfit, and headed to school to meet Alya. From there it got better as she managed to talk in (almost) normal sentences to Adrien. She had gotten a few compliments on her dress, and had just finished her lunch, which happened to be a favorite of hers, apple pie and a sandwich, and was now packed up and ready to enjoy the 30 minutes left she had for recess.

Until a yellow nightmare decided to ruin it. The thing about most teenagers is that when trouble starts, especially when it's a recurring thing, everyone knows about and flocks to it. Which is why Marinette wasn't surprised when she found her class surrounding her and Chloe, bar Alya, who was in detention for "ruining Chloe's makeup" when she made a loud noise while she was applying her mascara.

"Well, if it isn't Maritrash. Still foraging around to find food? And where did you get that outfit? The dumpster behind the goodwill?" And so it began. "what do you want now Chloe? to warn me to stay within a three foot radius of your eyeliner in case my sheer presence is too much for it to handle? By the way, can this wait? I have a schedule to keep and I'm meeting Alya to do research for the Project in LA."

Marinette tried to leave but Chloe blocked the way. "Why don't you just go to your friend Marinette, not like you have anyone else to support you. To think that people would vote someone to pathetic to be student counsel rep! why don't you just go home and never come back? It's not like anyone would care."

at this point, Adrien broke in. "What are you saying? Marinette's probably the most well-liked girl in our class, Chloe. Just stop." outraged, Chloe retorted in the only way she knew. Berating Marinette.

"She is nothing! Se lives in a cardboard box and her parents-" Marinette cut her off. "you have one minute. you got an extra 30 seconds for leaving my parents out of it."

"one minute to do what? file my nails?"

in a voice that was free from any anger Marinette replied.

"run."

mwehehehe I'm evil. stay tuned for part two (which will probably be longer than this because I'm so excited. okay goodbye.