Salut! This is my first multichapter fic for Miraculous Ladybug; I really hope this story goes well. I am totally in love with this show. This story was based on a picture of Marinette dancing ballet. If anyone knows who the artist is please let me know so I can compliment him or her on their work. I hope its okay that I'm writing a story inspired by your drawing! Thank you for taking the time to read this and keep a look out for chapter updates! Feel free to leave a review!

Hugs'n'shit

Lil-fledgling

"But Madame-!"

"No buts Marinette! The point of this assignment is to move out of your comfort zone while also exhibiting your unique talents." Mme. Bustier crossed her arms but looked sympathetically down at the distraught Marinette.

"This will be good for you, I promise, just don't worry too much about it. As long as you do your best, you'll pass the assignment, and have fun in the process." But Marinette wasn't listening to the kind words her teacher was saying; instead she was biting her thumbnail down to the quick, fear racing through her veins.

A talent show in front of the whole school, and I'm not allowed to design anything?!

"Listen to me," Mme. Bustier gently guided Marinette to one of the empty seats, rubbing her back gently. "You are an incredibly talented girl Marinette and it's time that you show off some of those talents, let your classmates know what you're made of."

Marinette look fearfully up at her teacher. As Ladybug Marinette was confident and calm, able to defeat evil as thousands of people watched. But when she was her civilian self Marinette was clumsy and awkward when ever someone was watching, especially Adrian… Who would 100% be at the talent show. Marinette buried her face in her arms.

"I don't even know what to do," She moaned quietly, her voice muffled by her hands.

"Well, you dance, don't you?" Marinette peaked up at her teacher, who was smiling down at her student. How one Earth did she know…?

"I often see you helping teaching the children's class held here after school." Madame Bustier explained with a smile. "You're very good with children by the way, especially that little girl Manon. But I've also seen you dance afterwards, I know you take private lessons with Madame Lucette." Marinette flushed hot. She didn't know anyone had seen her dance! This was so embarrassing!

"You're an extremely talented ballerina, Marinette." Mme. Bustier continued. "I don't know why you've never told anyone you dance, or participate in the local recitals. You would be a shoe in for the role of Clara if you auditioned for the annual Nutcracker performance." Her teacher stood, giving her shocked student the most reassuring look she could.

"I think it would be a wonderful idea to preform a ballet piece for the talent show, you have enough time to put something together too, since it's not for another month." The language teacher opened the door, ushering Marinette out so she could get to her next class. "Let me know by the end of the day, okay? I think this would be a fantastic idea though." Marinette gathered up her books, slinging her bag over her shoulder. It wasn't a terrible idea, really. She did love to dance, and she was pretty good at it, if she did say so her self. But would she be able to do it in front of everyone? In front of Alya and Nino and, most importantly, Adrian? And what would Chloe say? A million 'what if's' ran through her head and she wasn't even sure if she had the confidence to even get in front of anyone to dance, but Marinette still heard herself say,

"I'll do it."

LB&CN

The science class was buzzing with the talk of the talent show project, everyone chattering excitedly about what they would be displaying.

"Obviously I'll be showcasing my self," Chloe said, self importantly, tossing her hair. "I'll have Papa buy me a new dress, designer, of course. And then I'll have lights and music, a formal introduction," She sighed dramatically. "It's like I'll be a real model!" Alya rolled her eyes at Chloe's chattering, finding her self-absorbed antics both amusing and annoying.

"Do you guys have any ideas for the talent show?" She asked, leaning over the long desk towards Adrian and Nino. "I'm thinking of doing something along the lines of a one woman Ladybug and Chat Noir show." Nino snickered at Alya's plans while Adrian suppressed an eye roll. She really was obsessed, wasn't she?

"Don't laugh at her," The three of them turned to see Marinette slump into her seat, looking rather, gloomy. "It's not nice to laugh at other people's ideas and talents you know. It'll just make them self conscious and embarrassed." Alya wrapped her best friend in a side hug, praising her about being supportive and amazing but Marinette wasn't listening.

'That's what they'll do to me,' she thought dully to her self. 'They'll make fun of me when they hear I dance. And when they see me… how can I go through with this?'

"Hey, Marinette, are you okay," She blinked, looked up at Adrian who was leaning across their desk, a concerned look on his face. Immediately, Marinette felt her face heart up and her heart skipped, one, two, three beats before it began pounding painfully into her ribcage.

"Um, uh, yeah no, I'm fine no worries." She giggled nervously, looking away. "Don't worry about me." Adrian narrowed his eyes, obviously not believing what she was saying, but let it slide anyways.

"Riiiiiight," He sat back down in his chair, casting a worried look at Marinette, before chatting with Nino.

"Sorry man, I can't work on that paper tonight. My fencing class got moved," Marinette felt her ears perk at this news, even though she knew it was weird of her to be keeping tabs on Adrian's extra curricular life, among other things.

"Monsieur D'Argencourt changed practices from Friday's to Wednesday's," Adrian sighed as Marinette felt her heart sink and her stomach twist, but Wednesday's was when-

"-ballet class happens. We have to share the gym."

If it were possible Marinette would have died from sheer shock and dread, right there, in the middle of science class.