Ok so… First story! Sorry… first time publishing a story on this website and there were a lot of things I had to think about. Very hard decisions- what kind of fanfic was it going to be? How was I going to make it an original story? What head canons would feature in my story?

So, after a long, hard think (about after 5 mins actually), I decided that this was going to be… a Miraculous fanfic (with a big twist ). Read on to find out what our two heroes are up to in my head… and if you want to see your favourite characters in a whole new way, then this is the fic for you. There'll be action, adventure, romance and of course… comedy! Without further ado, I introduce to you…When Sparks Fly, Chapter 1.

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Chapter 1

Agreste Offices

Marinette

First day. Big opportunity. It was crucial that she didn't mess this up. Oh, and there was plenty, plenty, of ways that she could mess this up- she had already gone over all 97 ways in her head.

At least three-quarters of the possibilities started with her usual careless clumsy body acting up again- kicking a priceless mannequin over, stabbing someone's eye with a needle, somehow managing to delete every single important file containing all her designs on her computer (or God forbid, someone else's computer)- and they all ended up with her being fired on her first day and her hopes and dreams fluttering away like one of Hawkmoth's de-evilized akumas.

Of course, there was always the other quarter of the possibilities, and even the mere thought of them filled her with dread. But Marinette had always had the same strategy of preventing the worst. One that had been effective, at least up until now– simply overthinking them until there was no possible way it could happen.

So that's why she forced herself, for the hundredth time, to think about it now.

This time, it all came back to the one person in her life that could affect her the way no one else could –Adrien Agreste.

Adrien. It was just a name. Or so Marinette told herself. But it was much more than a name to her, ever since the day she had met him.

In the unlikely event Adrien decided to visit his father at his office, Marinette was hoping against hope that she would not have to see him. Because if she did, it could only go downhill from there.

What people couldn't understand, and probably never would, was that Marinette Dupain Cheng hated- and she meant a hate that radiated from every bone in her body- Adrien Agreste. The only son of fashion designer Gabriel Agreste, renowned male model of Paris, and an all round seemingly perfect dude that could charm the hearts of dozens of Paris's females.

Ever since the day she had first come to know him, he had constantly annoyed her with his irritating puns (they were kind of endearing, on second thought), his constant, flirtatious behaviour, smirks and whispered insults (though she supposed they were known as pick-up lines- they seemed more insulting than anything else).

And it wasn't just his personality that always had her on edge. It was the knowledge that, underneath it all, Adrien was one of the most intelligent, creative students to have ever walked the halls of Francoise-Dupont, the high school that both were currently attending. It unnerved Marinette to no end, because he seemed to actively hide the very fact, and it was only from years of close observation on Marinette's part (though she would never admit this) that she was one of the few that wasn't fooled by Adrien's playful, seemingly idiotic behaviour (although there was no denying he was an idiot).

It wasn't because he wanted to be popular either. Far from it. In fact, he wouldn't have even had to try if he wanted, as he had people practically bottling the air he breathed (she thought it was unintentional though- the mindset of some of their classmates really did leave something to be desired). He seemed to do the opposite, turning down the many offers and invitations he got to hang with 'Paris's finest'. His best friend, in stark contrast, was none other than Nino Lahiffe, resident nerd and expert gamer. He was, in every sense of the word, uncool. Marinette didn't mean this as an offensive term though- she liked Nino, and his sense of humour was a lot better than Adrien's at least. Nino himself had already accepted the fact that he was a serious nerd, and even made it into something that set him apart from the others. Anyway, Marinette found he was a lot more likeable than the others, and was pretty sure that Alya, her own best friend, liked him a lot more than most people. Yep, she could definitely see them together.

She smiled now, thinking about Alya. Alya was always her calming presence, the person to bring Marinette gently back from the cliff she constantly felt she was on the edge of. The night before, when Marinette couldn't relax for the many butterflies now living in her stomach, Alya had reassured Marinette in her classic style 'You got this, girl!' They had laughed over the scenarios that Marinette couldn't stop thinking about at the time, but now, without Alya here, they seemed far from funny.

And the butterflies still hadn't stopped fluttering, ever since she had got the letter that she had been accepted into Gabriel Agreste's legendary apprenticeship and design course programme.

Marinette now realised she had been standing on the street for some time now, staring into the distance, and noticed that people were looking at her like she was one of Hawkmoth's villains. She blushed, quickly making for the building that had determined the fate of many who had come before her, and realised, with a gulp, it would be deciding hers, too, today.

Hey!

Short filler chapter for today, and then the next chapter is really where our story gets going! I thought I would introduce you to my version of Marinette and Adrien. By now, you've probably picked up on the twist-yup, in this story, Marinette and Adrien do not get along! They hate each other's guts- well, Marinette at least. Adrien really does have other ideas.

If you do not like this, then now is your cue to go. Go find another fic, but please do not leave hate in the comments section, it is my first fic!. If you do like this, then please stay tuned for Chapter 2! I post every Monday and Friday, but if I'm feeling generous, I post earlier. Give me a follow, comment (constructive criticism please), and leave some support!

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