A/N: HELLOOO. CHAP 2 IS HERE. YAY! I FORGOT TO MENTION THAT THERE IS NO MIRACULOUS IN THIS STORY, SO NO LB OR CHAT BUT A WHOLE LOT OF ADRINETTE FLUFFY STUFF, ENJOY! Oh AND THE COVER PIC IS A SCENE FROM AN ANIME CALLED WOLF GIRL AND BLACK PRINCE 'CAUSE I THOUGHT IT FITTED WELL, (EVEN IF ADRIEN DOESN'T HAVE RED EYES.) ~^^~
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MIRACULOUS LADYBUG.
"Alyaaaa" Marinette whined "He saaaw meeee."
Marinette was beyond embarrassed. She still couldn't believe that he had caught her. It had been mortifying and she really, really hoped that the startled look on his face when the flash had went off was all just in her imagination. Yes, she was stupid enough to even leave the flash on. But one look at the proof her phone held in the form of a photograph, all her hopes got crushed by Alya's ginormous foot. It was her fault after all.
Marinette looked back down at the picture and smiled. It really was a great picture. It captured his perfect face, well, perfectly. His hair all mussed up, which worked for him, creating a golden halo around his striking face. His green eyes glowing like shining emeralds, drilling holes right into her soul. Or probably her mind, trying to find out why the creepy girl was taking a picture of him in the first place. Marinette shook her head, banishing all thoughts of the handsome stranger from her mind and summoned her previous irritation that was there before her thoughts had strayed. Alya. Her scheming and devious best friend was going to get what had been coming at her for ages. She was always rebellious, pulling Marinette along with her. It was time things were set right.
"It's all YOUR fault. YOU are the reason for my everlasting embarrassment. If I ever see him again, I will die from said embarrassment, which will be YOUR fault. So when I die from previously mentioned embarrassment, YOUR name will be written aaaaallllll over it. So in conclusion, YOU will be the cause of my premature death which I can see coming in the near future which is very, very near!"
Okay, so maybe she was being a little too harsh.
But Alya just rolled her eyes at Marinette's crazy antics.
She sighed over the phone. "Girl, calm down. Let me get this straight. One, it wasn't THAT embarrassing. Two, you are not going to see him ever again!" I hope, Alya murmured under her breath. "Three, you are not going to die. And if you do, it will definitely not be my fault."
Marinette groaned. "But-"
"No buts, or ifs or anything else, okay? It's going to be fine." Alya reassured. "And you should be thanking me really. If you hadn't taken that picture, you would never have known that he had turned around, which means..." She paused for a dramatic effect, " He thought you were interesting! Or maybe even cute because he turned around to have one more look!" Alya knew she was stretching it but why else would he have turned around?
Marinette wasn't fully convinced but decided it was best to just zip it. She let out a sigh, " But he really is gorgeous, isn't he?"
Alya had to agree on this one. The picture was a bit blurry but you could clearly see that he was gorgeous, or 'the most good looking man to ever walk on this planet' as Marinette put it. She just hoped that her best friend wouldn't go and do anything that will get her hurt. She probably will see that guy again and it seemed Marinette had already fallen for his good looks. She just hoped that he would be as nice in the inside as he was out. That is, If her clumsy best friend could even manage to get a word out in front of him if they did cross paths. But for now, Alya supported Marinette in any way she could, her confidence really needed a boost.
"So Mari, how's the dress coming along?" Yep that was a safe subject.
Marinette smiled giddily. "Oh Alya, it's coming along amazingly. I cannot wait until it's finished, it will look really good!"
Marinette voice always became exited when she talked about fashion, her face becoming animated and hands flying about in gestures. Alya smiled fondly for her friend. "I bet it will blow their minds."
She giggled. "Thanks Alya" Marinette looked at the time "But I have to go now, it's getting pretty late and I have college tomorrow."
"Yeah, okay then Mari, Bye"
"Bye" Marinette ended the call and resumed adding a few adjustments to her dress. She had three days left and she was nearly finished, but the hardest part was figuring out who she's going to go with. Maybe she should just go alone? But then she would be the only one without a partner. Marinette sighed and put her needle down. She probably should get some rest since she was going to be out for the whole day tomorrow. She got up from her desk and crossed the room to her bed, lying down and snuggling into the covers. She pulled her phone out and stared at the face looking back at her. Who was he? Marinette had never seen him in the neighbourhood before, but then again, she had only just moved here a year ago. Maybe he was some guy coming back from a business trip or something. She didn't exactly know his age so he really could already have a job and stuff. But he looked quite young so she wasn't sure.
Marinette squinted at the screen. There was something green on the breast pocket of the black blazer he wore. How did she miss that? She zoomed in on the pocket and realised that it was some sort of writing she couldn't quite make out. It said something like ' Agr' something, something. Marinette closed her eyes and then opened them again, willing her self to focus. What did it say?
Agr,
Agre,
Agrest,
Agreste.
Marinette's eyes widened as it set a light bulb off in her mind. Where had she seen that before. It looked familiar.
Agreste, Agreste, Agreste.
And then it clicked.
Gabriel Agreste.
The owner of Agreste fashion.
And a big sponsor at her college, who was also sponsoring the party. A party he was going to come to, to see if anything or anyone caught his eye.
So who was that guy? Was he just wearing a designer jacket? Or was it something else?
Marinette let out a breath and put her phone down. She closed her eyes. At least now she had a lead. Whoever that guy was, she was going to find out.
Even if it meant she would die from embarrassment.
A/N: I HOPE YOU LIKED THAT. NEXT CHAPTER WILL HOPEFULLY BE UP SOON. THESE CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN A BIT BORING SINCE I'M TRYING TO GET ALL THE BACKGROUND INFO AND STUFF OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE I GET TO THE GOOD BITS. PLEASE REVIEW!