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"Marinette! Marinette!"
A sharp voice interrupted her blissful sleep- her much needed sleep.
Why did she have to wake up? She mumbled something unintelligible, burying her head in her arms. The desk was nice… the classroom was warm….
Class.. room…
"GYAH-" Marinette's eyes flew open as she flailed awake, nearly knocking her books off the table and bopping Alya in the head.
"Ow! Marinette!" Alya groused, rubbing the sore spot on her head.
"Sorry, sorry." Marinette shook her head, trying to reorient herself. Through the muddle haze of her half-asleep state, she could make out a rather angry-looking Madame Mendeleiev.
The physics teacher loomed imposingly over Marinette, looking over the rim of her glasses at the girl with little mercy. She pursed her lips, tutting in disappointment.
"That's the third time this week!" the teacher snapped, harsh voice grating, "You and Adrien both! Can't be bothered to stay awake in class? Principal's- now!"
Marinette's head whipped around in surprise behind her. Adrien, too? The star-student, lauded for exceptional grades and perfect behavior? She knew her excuse- what was his?
Adrien, sporting dark circles under his eyes and mussed hair, yawned as he smiled sheepishly down at her from his desk. Offering a tired smile, he waggled his fingers at Marinette as he gathered his things.
"Marinette!" Madame practically yelled in the girl's ear, shaking her out of her thoughts. "Now!"
Marinette winced while she shoved her books haphazardly into her book bag, which she slung over her shoulder. On fatigued legs, she pulled herself to her feet and began to stagger out of the room.
Casting a glance behind herself, she saw Adrien was faring no better. He was having trouble staying upright as well, but that didn't stop him from holding the door for her.
Her cheeks flashed red, head ducked as she brushed by him.
He smiled at her.