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Chapter Two: Thee Adrien Agreste

Adrien Agreste - from his unruly blonde locks, to his sparkling green eyes. From his chiseled facial features to his well-toned body – there was absolutely no doubt in Marinette's mind that he was an absolute heartthrob.

He had everything. The looks. The money. The brains. Everything.

If it weren't for her crush on Nathanael, she would probably have a crush on him.

But there was one very well defined characteristic that made Marinette steer clear of thee, Adrien Agreste.

It was his personality. To be more precise, it was his narcissism, his reckless attitude - everything that fell under the "bad boy" category.

She's known Adrien Agreste about as long as she knew Nathanael, but while one developed into a true angel, the other one turned into a complete devil.

Adrien was always one to tease her and call her names. There were an innumerable amount of times where he got her in detention when she was just a clueless and innocent bystander. He constantly pulled pranks on her and made her his victim. If anything, he was a bully, and Marinette absolutely despised him.

It wasn't until high school where he decided to leave her alone. She supposed maybe it was because he was introduced into a larger pool of victims. From what she's seen, he wasn't as bad or childish compared to their early years. But, he was still pretty bad. He didn't pull many childish pranks (at least, none that Marinette was aware of), but he became a complete player. Every girl was all over him. There were so many, they had to create a fan club.

The worse part about all of it was that Nathanael was considered his best friend. That was something that Marinette couldn't understand. How does someone as sweet and charming as Nathanael end up being best friends with someone like Adrien? It just didn't add up.

And as Marinette stood frozen in front of the grinning blonde, those terrible memories of him flashed through her mind. Even if she compiled all the pranks together, the churning feeling in her gut was telling her that this was probably going to be the worst.

"So," he said, smirking. "Marinette Dupain-Cheng has a crush on Nathanael." He scoffed before shoving his phone into his pocket. "And she has dirty thoughts about him."

Marinette's face turned bright red. She did not have dirty thoughts about the redhead. She just got a little too comfortable in front of the mirror and ended up saying things that were untrue.

"Adrien," she managed to mutter underneath her breath. She could feel a burning sensation growing in the pit of her stomach. It was being fueled by the anger rising up from being face to face with this jerk.

"Never thought I'd hear you say my name again," he said. "Whenever I greet you, you always ignore me." He placed a finger on his chin, shifting his gaze upwards as if he was deep in thought. "I can't believe that I couldn't figure out who you liked. It's so obvious now that I think about it. I mean, whenever you see Nathanael you giggle and do embarrassing things. And you completely ignore me."

Marinette rolled her eyes as Adrien began to list things that proved her crush on Nathanael. She wished that no one knew that she liked Nathanael, but even Chloe and her minions knew that she liked him. How could he, Nathanael's best friend not pick up on her crush?

Marinette clenched her fist before eying the bulge on the left side of his jeans – the place where he stuffed his phone. He looked really deep in thought, almost like he was trying to figure out something else.

The bluenette decided to take this time to grab his phone and chuck it into the nearest toilet. She lunged forward, reaching towards his pocket, but her wrists were caught in his grip.

"I think we need to get to know each other first before you do something like that." He winked as Marinette struggled away from his strong hands.

She massaged her wrists, and then looked up at him, a look of disdain on her face. "What are you even doing in the girl's washroom?!" She almost screamed. "The boys washroom is next door!"

"I come here when I don't want to go to class. If anyone is looking for me, no one suspects that I'd be here" he said. "You obviously didn't."

She rolled her eyes before crossing her arms.

Adrien pulled his phone from his pocket and began swiping his finger across the screen. In just a few seconds, Marinette could hear her voice, and her lengthy confession. Her face turned redder than it already has and she instinctively lunged towards him again, trying to grab the phone.

"Whoa, Marinette," said Adrien as he held the phone above his head, using his free hand to keep her away. "If you want me so badly, you should just say so."

Marinette groaned before backing away. "What do you want?" she asked, getting to the chase.

He smirked again before closing the video and putting his phone away. "What makes you think that I want something?" he asked. "I feel wounded that you would think such a thing."

"Is there not something that you want?" Marinette crossed her arms again and began tapping her foot against the floor. When Adrien got good dirt on someone, he always had to take the opportunity to use it as blackmail.

"We don't talk that much, and you still know me so well," he said. "And for a second, I thought that I was going to have to worry about tonight."

"Tonight?" Marinette asked. She would do anything to get her punishment done and over with.

"In exchange for the video, you have to be my date for tonight."

"What?" Marinette asked, shocked. "Why? I'm not here for you to set me up on another prank."

"I'm not joking," he said. "I need a date for tonight."

"What?" she retorted. "Chloe not good enough for you?"

"No," he said.

Marinette rolled her eyes at his answer. She couldn't believe that he didn't have to think twice about rejecting the president of his fan club. Marinette was sure that Chloe was his girlfriend too. He flirted with her all the time, but now that she thought about it, maybe he used his flirting to get Chloe to do his dirty work. She's seen the girl sneaking around parts of the school that were off limits. She was most likely grabbing something for him or installing something somewhere to aid with his pranks.

"My father is coming back from a business trip. I just need you to be my girlfriend for a couple of hours."

"What? No way! Why should I do that?"

"If you don't, your video will be playing in front of the entire school by tomorrow morning."

Marinette gulped. She did not want her confession to be revealed in front of the entire school. That was social suicide, and she still had another year left until she was finally able to leave the jungle that is high school. Even if summer break was just a few days away, everyone was bound to remember the mishaps that occurred just days before the end of the school year. She could not let that happen.

She sighed. "Why do I have to be your girlfriend?" she asked, begrudgingly.

"That's not for you to know," he said. "You do this for me, and your video will be deleted and I'll keep my mouth shut."

Marinette's been pulled into situations like this with him before. Except back then it was small stuff like Adrien taking her favorite stuffed animal during summer camp. She had to do something for him in order to get her ladybug plushie back - doing his trigonometry homework for a week before seeing her prized possession. At a much harsher point on the spectrum, Adrien took her clothes once when Alya forced her to go skinny-dipping. Marinette had to awkwardly wade around in the water until Alya came back with an extra pair of clothes. During that, Adrien came in, already requesting what he wanted while waving her clothes above his head. All he wanted her to do was scream out 'I think Adrien Agreste is so cool'. He then tossed her clothes into the water and left, leaving her to wait for Alya with a fresh set of dry clothes. After all those years, all that trickery, Adrien was always one to hold up his end of the bargain. As surprising as it was, he never backed away from his deals.

So, Marinette had no choice but to comply with his demands.

"Fine." She groaned. "Deal. What time should I meet you?" She rolled her eyes.

"My house. 5PM. Don't be late, or your video will be posted on the internet." He winked at her again before walking over to the exit. As he slightly pushed the door open, he looked back at Marinette. "And don't tell anyone or your video will be leaked." He smirked and then left.

Marinette's eyes lingered on the door for a few minutes before turning around to look at her reflection in the mirror. And for a second, she thought that all she had to deal with was confessing her undying crush to Nathanael. Now, she had to worry about being Adrien's fake girlfriend, and getting that embarrassing footage of her deleted.

She supposed that on the bright side, it was only going to be for a few hours.

On that note, here's the end of another chapter. :) We're getting close to where the one-shot left off. haha.

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