His golden hair glistens in the sun. His beautiful lime eyes, wide with liveliness. His skin as soft as a freshly baked sponge cake from the bakery...
"Mari? Mari? Marinette!" I snap back into reality. Alya is just blankly staring at me and Adrien is- oh no... My face goes a bright red strawberry is looking at me with a confused look as if I am crazy or something. I freeze up and put on an awkward smile. Alya nudges me with her elbow. "Go on." she whispers.
"Do what?"
"Say hello."
"What? NO-I couldn't" It was too late...
"Hey Adrien, Marinette says hello. Do you mind if she talks to you for a bit because-"
He puts out his hands."It's ok." He turns to me and smiles."Sure you can." Obviously I smile back, but when he isn't looking a shoot a glare at Alya. She winks at me. Does she want me to die of emabarassmet