I couldn't wait to post this story before my other one was finished, so...yeah I already did. Again, I will update daily. If I can figure out how. I am very new to this site (of you can help me, please PM me or leave me a comment). I appreciate constructive criticism, but no mean comments please. Here is Chapter 1 of A Miraculous Field Trip!
Chapter 1
Marinette couldn't help but gaze at the beautiful blonde boy to her left. He was just so gorgeous, kind, considerate, adorable, and…perfect.
She sighed dreamily, and Alya snickered next to her.
"What was that Marinette?" Adrien's angelic voice broke through her trance.
"Uh-I-um...hehe. Nothing," she mumbled as she stared at the floor.
"How are you going to survive this field trip? You're a hopeless case," Alya laughed after Adrien turned away.
"Am not!" Marinette argued.
"Are too," Alya whispered with a smirk on her face.
Marinette shot Alya a glare, and they stared at each other with straight faces for about two seconds before bursting into a fit of giggles.
"I think we're both hopeless," Marinette managed to get out before snorting loudly.
"Whatever lets you sleep at night," Alya chuckled.
Meanwhile, Nino was observing the girls' conversation from afar. Alya was right, Marinette was a hopeless case, but he didn't want her to be heartbroken if she ever did decide to confess her feelings for Adrien. He knew all too well of his friend's love for Ladybug.
Yes Alya had told him when they had been locked in the cage together about Marinette's crush (more like obsession). He felt kind of guilty for withholding this information from Adrien (and Marinette too), but if he blabbed, he was sure that Alya would murder him, and at his funeral she would put a stake through his heart to make sure he was dead. After all, her number one rule was "SISTERS BEFORE MISTERS", and he could relate because his number one rule was "Bros before Babes" even though he and Alya were dating.
"Hey Nino, aren't you super excited?" Adrien practically bounced up and down as he asked it. After all, it was an extremely rare occurrence for his father to let him go anywhere.
"Yeah, definitely bro," Nino replied, smiling at his best friend.
"I can't wait to wear my new swimsuit!" Alya exclaimed.
Marinette and Adrien giggled when they saw Nino's face light up at the idea of Alya in a bikini.
Suddenly, Miss Bustier's voice rang throughout the bus, "Class, we are about ten minutes from our hotel, so please begin packing your things, and get ready to unload."
The students began gathering their things, and Marinette heard a very familiar, but horribly annoying voice, "Sabrina, hurry up and put my—I mean—your makeup away! I can't believe that you made such a mess of our seat. You are such an embarrassment!" The brat shrieked.
"S-Sorry C-C-Chloe," Sabrina stuttered.
The four friends rolled their eyes.
"Chloe, can you just shut up already?" Alya asked, annoyed.
"Yeah, and besides you're the one that made the mess, not Sabrina," Marinette glared at her.
"W-Well I-uh…" Chloe trailed off, unable to come up with a comeback for once.
"Well you nothing! Clean up your own junk!" the normally chill Nino shouted.
Chloe turned her nose up in her typical superior fashion and huffed. Then she bent down to Sabrina and whispered in her ear, "Don't listen to those ingrates. They don't know how our friendship works, plus there won't be a friendship if you don't do exactly as I say! Got it?"
Sabrina nodded quickly.
"Good," Chloe smirked evilly down at her.
Suddenly, the bus jolted to a stop, and as the class glanced out the window, they were in awe. The building they saw before them laid the Bourgeois hotel to waste. It was a cream-colored, circular building covered with huge windows, and balconies with awnings at every room. There was a gigantic pool and a hot tub behind it. It also had a fitness center which was a whole other building.
There were two men standing outside the front doors ready to welcome them
"This hotel is nothing compared to my Daddy's hotel!" Chloe complained.
The whole class rolled their eyes.
"Miss Bourgeois, we will not criticize the hotel we are staying in, no matter the quality of its service. We are representing François DuPont High School!" Mr. Damocles scolded.
The class snickered, but Chloe just rolled her eyes and sashayed over to the elevator with Sabrina and Lila by her side.
"So much for 'representing François DuPont High School'," Marinette sighed.
"I know right?" Nino rolled his eyes.
"Oh no! I'm not going to have enough servants to attend to my every need!" Alya mimicked in her best Chloe impression.
The four friends laughed.
"That was on point Alya!" Adrien chortled.
The class walked through the sliding glass doors and split up to go to their rooms. The inside of the hotel was cool compared to the heat wave outside, and everyone sighed from the relief from the heat.
Alya tugged Marinette to the elevator so that they could get there first, but two brats and their sidekick had made it first.
"Sorry losers, there's not enough room," Lila feigned an apologetic look.
"Looks like you'll have to take the stairs," Chloe cackled, "Later!"
"I'm so sorry," Sabrina whispered before Lila pushed the button for their floor and the doors slammed shut.
"Why you little—" Marinette fumed.
"Mari, it's okay. They're doing us a favor," Alya grinned as she gestured to the stairs.
Adrien and Nino had just gone into the stairwell. The girls rushed after them.
"Nino, hold up!" Alya panted after they had gone up the first flight of stairs.
"Hey girls!" Adrien greeted them.
"H-Hey," Marinette waved awkwardly.
Alya facepalmed.
"We thought you guys were taking the elevator," Adrien sported a puzzled look.
"Well, a certain trio got there first and closed the doors in our faces," Alya huffed.
"Why am I not surprised? Sorry about that," Adrien shrugged apologetically.
"I-It's okay. I mean it's not, b-but you d-don't need to b-be sorry," Marinette floundered.
"Oh, well-uh…thanks?" Adrien said.
"So, what floor are you chicks on?" Nino asked trying to change the subject as they began to climb again.
"I'm pretty sure we're at the top, I think it's the 20th floor?" Alya said as she looked up.
"We're on that floor too!" Adrien exclaimed enthusiastically.
Nino groaned at the thought of climbing so many flights of stairs.
"C'mon Nino! It won't be so bad. You could use the exercise!" Adrien nudged his friend.
"I guess," Nino mumbled, and by the looks of it, Alya wasn't looking forward to it either.
It didn't faze Marinette and Adrien for reasons only known to the two of them.
"Race you!" Adrien shouted and took off.
"Oh, you guys are on!" Marinette challenged, and sprinted not too far behind.
Alya and Nino smirked at each other, "You thinking what I'm thinking?" Alya asked the dj.
"Yeah, let's take the elevator and beat them," he replied. The couple ran to the nearest elevator and selected the button that would take them to the top of the hotel.
Meanwhile, Marinette and Adrien were still at it, with Marinette now in the lead and Adrien not lagging far behind.
Why does this seem familiar? Adrien wondered. He remembered running up and down flights of stairs behind a certain blue-haired heroin inside a hotel before. He shook the thought from his head and continued to run after a very quick Marinette. He had no idea how she was in such good shape.
Marinette briefly glanced behind her.
He's still at it huh?, she thought, How is he keeping up with me? I mean, I guess he does fencing, but still!
She remembered leading a flirtatious black cat up flights of stairs in Mayor Bourgeois' hotel before, but that was crazy! Right?
She forgot her suspicions and kept running, she had to beat him. Her competitive Ladybug spirit would not let her lose. She grinned in victory as she reached the twentieth floor.
"Yes!" She jumped up and down, and then stopped to catch her breath.
Adrien finished close behind, panting and out of breath similar to her.
"How…did you…do that…Marinette?" he gasped in between breaths.
"I…work out?" she shrugged.
The blonde boy nodded, but inside he still had his suspicions.
"Where are Alya and Nino?" Marinette asked.
Suddenly, the elevator dinged, and their two friends came out answering the question.
Their jaws dropped.
"How in the world did you beat us?" Alya questioned.
Realization finally dawned on them. They had beaten the elevator!
"Oh, well I…work out," Marinette told them.
"And I have fencing," Adrien added.
Alya and Nino still stood there with dumbstruck expressions on their faces.
"But, it's an express elevator!" Nino told them.
"And you don't workout!" Alya said, pointing a finger at Marinette.
"B-but, uh…y-you cheated!" Marinette shouted, trying to change the subject.
The couple smiled sheepishly.
"We should probably get to our rooms before the teachers get upset," Adrien suggested.
"Yeah, I agree," Marinette affirmed.
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow babe," Nino said as he gave Alya a peck on the lips.
"Good night."
Marinette and Adrien made gagging noises causing the couple to chuckle.
"Hey, you guys should try it sometime!" Alya smirked.
"A-Alya!" Marinette turned as red as a tomato.
Adrien stood there, eyes wide, unable to respond to the comment.
"Well, goodnight guys," Alya said as she dragged Marinette into their room, leaving two dumbstruck boys in the hallway.
As soon as the door was shut, Alya burst out laughing and collapsed on one of the beds.
"Marinette!" she snorted, "You should have seen the looks on your faces!"
The blue-haired girl just huffed.
"What?" Alya asked innocently.
"I guess Adrien's face was kind of funny," Marinette admitted, allowing herself a small smile.
"I know right!" the brunette responded.
Marinette grabbed the remote and flipped through the channels until she found food network.
"I love this show!" Alya gushed.
"I know right? Chopped is the best!" Marinette agreed with her friend.
After the two decided on sleeping arrangements for the weekend, showered, and loaded up on snacks, they lay on their beds and fell asleep watching Chopped.
…
The next morning, the girls woke up to the hotel phone in their room ringing. Marinette grudgingly sat up and answered it, "Hello?"
"Girls, it's time to get up. Please gather your things for the beach, and come down for breakfast. We are leaving in 10 minutes," Ms. Bustier said through the phone.
"Oh, o-okay. T-Thank you Ms. Bustier," Marinette hung up the phone with a shaking hand. Her eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Mari, what's wrong?" Alya asked as she checked her blog.
"WE ONLY HAVE TEN MINUTES UNTIL WE LEAVE!"
"Oh crap! We gotta go!" Alya shouted as she jumped out of bed and into the bathroom.
The two girls rushed around the hotel room gathering their swimsuits, sunglasses, sunscreen, and beach towels. Alya made sure to pack her phone, and Marinette grabbed her purse with Tikki inside.
After they were completely ready, they snatched up their bags and dashed to the elevator. Luckily, the terrible trio was nowhere to be seen, so they pressed the button for the ground floor and were there in a matter of seconds. It was an express elevator after all, and Marinette still couldn't believe that they had beaten it. As soon as they stepped out, they were greeted by none other than Nino and Adrien.
"Oh, h-hey um Adri-gah!," Marinette shouted.
"What's up?" Alya asked them as she "discreetly" elbowed Marinette in the side before she had time to make a blunder.
"Oh, nothing. We were just waiting for you girls," Nino replied as he looked Alya up and down.
She was wearing a plain black swimsuit coverup with red lining, having not revealed the bikini Nino was waiting for…yet.
Marinette was doing the same, only her cover up was white with baby pink polka dots. A black M matted with pink cherry blossoms was embroidered onto the pocket, the same as on her purse.
"Did you design that yourself Marinette?" Adrien asked her.
"W-Well I-um, I did design t-these um…upcovers-I mean uvercups-I mean-aaaaaaaauuuuuugh!" she groaned.
"She means coverups," Alya told the guys.
"Way cool Marinette. Those are some sick designs," Adrien complimented her.
"T-Thanks," she mumbled as she felt her face heating up.
Nino and Alya could barely contain their laughter.
"I think we should get going," Alya suggested.
"Yeah, totally. The bus is supposed to be leaving soon," Nino added.
"Alright. Let's go!" Adrien said enthusiastically.
The four strode out the door and boarded the bus, sitting where they sat yesterday. The bus arrived in a matter of minutes, and the ride was quite boring for everyone except for Marinette. Staring at Adrien was entertainment enough. Well, not really staring, but more like…observing. Yeah, observing.
"We're here, get off of the bus," Mrs. Mendeleiev ordered in her usual, snarky tone.
The class filed out quickly, as not to upset their science teacher and headed toward the beach.