A.N.
Heeeeeeeeeeeello everyone, this is Star talking and welcome to another one of my stories! I'm tryin' writing prompts, and I found this one very interesting , so I did the only sensated thing: I wrote it! Hope you enjoy it!
That morning, Marinette woke up with white hair. Well, obviously, she still had to get in a mood, so her mess of bed-hair was still blank. She rose from her bed, grabbed her usual outfit and dressed up. She positioned herself in front of her mirror, and almost gave herself an heart attack.
Her hair took a violet hue as she looked in horror at her face: her eyes had dark circles under them, her skin paler than usual, and her right cheek had small little cuts all over it.
Cursing under her breath, her hair changing color to a stormy black with red streaks, she rushed to the bathroom, grabbed a pair of band-aids, and carefully placed them on the cuts.
"I KNEW that falling asleep near a pair of scissors last night, was a bad idea, but do I listen to myself? Noooooo, of course not..." she kept rambling to herself, while flinching from the sting of the cuts.
She took a deep breath, but it did nothing to calm her frustration, so she gave up and started to apply some foundation on the dark half moons that hung from her eyes, hoping to hide them. Once they weren't visible anymore, and she styled her hair in her usual pigtails, she went downstairs, in the kitchen.
She grabbed a croissant from a tray, kissed her father's cheek and shouted a goodbye to her mom, that was handling the counter. Her hair still black streaked with red, she walked across the street and waved half-heartedly at Alya, who was waiting for her at the school gates.
"Hey girl, what's wrong? You look down... and your hair is doing nothing, apart from making me more worried" said Alya, her own curls changing from an happy yellow, to a dark indigo upon seeing her best friend's face: "And what's the deal with the band-aids?".
"It's nothing, just managed to cut myself with a pair of scissors that were near my face while I was asleep. Noticed this morning" replied Marinette, shrugging a bit.
Alya's hair turned a light orange, as she tried to muffle her laughter: "You were able to scratch yourself in your sleep?! Damn girl, I know you're clumsy, but you're takin' it to a whole new level!"
Marinette was about to make some kind of playful witty remark, when a new, annoying, shrill voice cooed: "Ooooohh, poor Maritrash cut herself?".
She groaned loudly, as Chloe, with her always present sick green hair, approached them: "Of course, you would be able to fall down a flight of stairs even if they carried you, blah blah blah...".
Chloe's ranting became a white noise for Marinette's ears, but it was enough to tick her off. Alya noticed her best friend's red streaks grow larger and brighter, taking over the black, so she stepped back a little, and chuckled at the end Chloe was going to face, her curled locks gaining white tips, resembling a fox tail.
No one, and I mean it, NO ONE wants to face Marinette's wrath TM.
Not even 30 seconds later, Marinette exploded: "Would you, please, shut up?! I'm trying REALLY hard to keep myself from smashing your face on the ground, but you're making it kinda difficult! So shut your trap and LEAVE ME THE BLOODY HELL ALONE! Today I'm not in the mood to keep up with your crap, so, stay silent for the rest of the day, or you get beaten to a bloody pulp! UNDERSTOOD?!".
At the end of her fit of anger, the red locks had completely taken over the black, leaving her hair a bright, blood red mass and she was panting a bit, while Chloe stood there, frozen, with a face as white as a sheet and the palest lilac hair you could find.
She was so scared she didn't even think about complaining to her 'daddy', she simply high-tailed towards the school as fast as her high heels could take her.
Meanwhile, in the sidelines, Nino and Adrien arrived just in time to see a terrified Chloe disappear inside the doors, while Alya laughed her ass off at the scene, her hair a brighter orange than before.
Marinette still had her back to them, the red streaks in her pigtails shrinking until they disappeared, leaving a calm hazel behind. She reached up and rubbed her temples, feeling the symptoms of a headache coming up. She even forgot about Alya laughing in the background, along with a pair of voices she didn't recognize, nor she cared about to anyway, and entered the school: this was going to be a long day...
To put it simply, Adrien was confused. First, he arrived at the gates to see Chloe fleeing from a red-haired Marinette, second, a few steps away from her was Alya, that was laughing like she was high on laughing gas, and third, the temporary red-head, now a brunette, rubbed the sides of her head and walked inside without acknowledging them.
Nino beside him, voiced his thoughts: "What the hell just happened?!"
Alya, having noticed them, tried to stop laughing, but failed miserably, and resorted to showing them her phone. On it, there was a freshly registered video, that showed Chloe being put in her place by Marinette in the funniest of ways.
Now Nino was laughing too, and even if he couldn't see the bits and pieces of hair poking out of his hat from that angle, he was pretty sure they were orange like Alya's. Adrien, however, simply stared at it for a minute or two, eyes as wide as dinner plates.
Then, as if he was a robot, he mechanically moved his head up, his hair a surprised light blue, while his eyes bounced between the two laughing hyenas: "A-a-are we sure this girl is Marinette? Since when she had so much anger in her?"
Alya wiped away a few stray tears, and managed to choke out: "Oooooohhh boy, there are sooooo many things you don't know about Mari!"
The bell rang loudly, and Adrien turned around to enter the school, but tossed casually over his shoulder: "I suggest you two calm down if you don't want to be late. I'll go ahead".
Eventually their laughter died down, but they couldn't wipe their smirks off their faces, and randomly chuckled under their breath during class, earning a few curious looks from their classmates (and an annoyed glare from their teacher, but those are details).
A.N.
Ok, first shot, done! NOW, please stop a second to read. I planned on making this a series of one-shots, but my ideas flew out of the window the second I sat down to type, and this was the only one I managed to catch, so I'm accepting requests for this! Just be mindful of the AU and that I'm still fourteen, so I don't write lemons. Thanks everyone, hope you enjoyed, and please, get my Zorua a few reviews!
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