So, I'm back… kind of been awhile, I know. But I haven't forgotten about FanFiction, far from it. In fact, I read FanFiction every day. Furthermore...
I love Miraculous Ladybug because of its unique environment and lovable characters, and it's almost impossible not to fall in love with the ships. In this story I'm going to try to incorporate as much creativity as I can muster, which isn't a lot. That being said, akuma attacks won't be described fully in detail. Also, Marinette and Adrien aren't the Miraculous holders, Nino and Alya are. I'm going off of the shows name of 'Rena Rouge" for Alya and "Carapace" for Nino since it's the name of the unknown superhero. The only other changes I'll be making is that Alya and Nino know their identities, OOCness of Marinette and Adrien, and my original backstories for the two protagonists. I'll try to keep everything else the same. I hope you enjoy!
I woke up to the sound of my alarm, the dinging irritating me every morning enough to get me out of bed to turn it off. Now that I'm already up I guess I should get ready for school. It's the same routine every morning: Eat breakfast, get dressed, brush hair, brush teeth, leave with the open sign facing the outside. Though something felt odd. It was there for two seconds, and then I found myself not caring enough to infer what it could mean. It might bite me in the butt later, but at the moment I still did not care.
That seems to be my phrase nowadays, "I don't care." That's just how things are now. The only things I really care for now is making sure my dad doesn't become angry with me for not going to school and my fashion designs. The school thing is complicated though. As long as I am physically at school, Dad won't be upset with me, even if I don't do the work. But I do, not because I want to but because I keeps the teachers from yelling at me. They can be so loud sometimes and it makes my head ache by the time I get home. With a headache, it's hard to work on my designs. My designs are exclusive to only my eyes, no one has ever seen them, not even my dad. I don't wear them around school to show them off or because I think I'd look nice in them. They just give me something to do after I get home.
They're mostly a distraction. If I don't do something then my mind will wander, and I don't like to think. Thinking leads to questioning certain things about whatever topic your mind will go to. Those questions come from confusion, and confusion is an emotion which ripples into more emotions when you don't get the answers you want. I hate emotions, but not for the reasons you think. I don't think emotions make you weak or vulnerable, and I certainly don't think they lead you to heartbreak and disappointment in the end. No, none of that. My emotions hurt me.
Most of my emotions are those on the negative, more depressing side. I don't like to cry, it means I'm sad. Being depressed isn't a good feeling, you're miserable, hopeless, regretful, guilty, self-conscious… just everything. That's the only emotion I would feel if I were to allow myself to do so. I can't help it, not with what I've been through. But I don't need anybody. I've been like this for a while now and because of that my life has been somewhat normal. The superheroes fighting an evil man's akuma attacks are a little strange but at the same time, I don't care. And nothing is ever going to change that.
Something is prickling behind my eyes. I squeeze them a but then hesitantly open them. Oh, it's just the sun. I slowly get out of my bed and checked the clock, it read 8:45. Guess I woke up early, what to do. My vision roams over my gaming systems at my TV, to the Foosball table, to the arcade station, library, skate ramps, rock well, basketball court. Huh, nothing to do. Shocker… Weird, Nathalie should've woken me up… and hour ago. Strange indeed… Maybe today's my day off? Maybe I should call Chloe, see if she's doing anything. Heh, yeah, I'll pass. Oh well, I'll just fall back to sleep… Wait isn't it a Friday? Friday's are photo shoot days…
Suddenly, the door swung open. I twisted to sit up on my bed and, much to my shock, it was my father who entered. Doesn't he know how to knock or is he above that.
"Good morning, Adrien."
Wow, it really must be a good morning for him if he's being polite. "Mornin'." I couldn't bring myself to answer with the same politeness though, it was too early for him to be playing his mind games with me.
"Adrien, I have some news that will please you." Oh, really? Well it must be good if he's come all the way up here to tell me.
He waited for me to respond. I figured the least I could do was do exactly that, "What is it?"
"Starting this Monday, you will be attending Collège Françoise Dupont." His eyes still holding the same coolness that they always do, but with a touch of irritation. Must've be hard for him to make this decision considering I'm too perfect to go to a "low…standard" …school
Wait, what?! School? As in, being with other people my age? Oh, whoa. Is he serious or is this just another test? So help me if it is…. I looked at him as he waited. Oh, right, should probably agree before he changes his mind. If this is real.
"Really, why?"
He took a few steps forward and, a bit begrudged, said, "I feel that your work ethic is lacking, and that maybe being in an environment of others around your age would brighten your mood." I still can't comprehend this, my face the definition of shock. "Perhaps seeing the imbeciles acting like they'll become smarter will help you realize that you're better than them and aren't moronic enough to believe you can be anything that you weren't prepared to be." Ah, and there's the insult. Still, it's school. This is the opportunity of a lifetime, in my case. Even if his plan doesn't "shed light" on what I'm truly meant to do and he takes me out, I'll still be able to have the experiences. It'll be worth it, I'm sure. And I plan on making the most of it.
I smirked, "Sounds good." After all, it takes two to tango, and I plan on being the one to come out on top in this dance.
Chapter 1 completed. Wow I'm tired but at the same time don't want to go to sleep. I'm feeling good about this one, got a lot of ideas planned. I hope it's good. I'm not sure about updates yet, I've never done this before. My one-shot was short lived and I could have added to it but I couldn't think of anything past maybe one or two ideas. This one, however, I will update within a week. That is if my word count stays about the same as the previous ones. This was pretty short though, so maybe I'll make it longer if I'm feeling it. With that being said, don't wait up on me. Cya next chapter 😊!