A.U. Shout out to Anna for being my first reviewer and giving such positive feedback. I was starting to doubt my story and writing.

Chapter 6

Marinette did her best to listen to Tikki's advice by not doing anything miraculous related for the rest of the weekend. Her Saturday was taken up with helping her parents out in the bakery and then baby-sitting Manon in the afternoon. Marinette would have preffered to just hang out in her bedroom for the rest of the day but Nadja had been desperate, as her previous baby-sitter had bailed. Besides, if Marinette stayed by herself with nothing but her thoughts to accompany her, her brain would wander into the temporarily out of bounds area of her mind. Plus, Marinette could really use the money. She had been saving up. She was nearly seventeen and soon she planned to get her own house. Her parents weren't overly happy about Mari's decision but they knew that it would happen one day, and they wanted their daughter to be happy.

So overall Saturday was a fairly laid-back, until Marinette heard a 'ping' from her phone at around diner time. Expecting it to be Alya, Marinette casually picked up her phone and moved her eyes to its screen. Her eyes then bulged when she realised who it was from. The text read;

'Hi Marinette, it's Adrien. I was just wondering if you are still available to hang out tomorrow.

Please text back

Adrien'

She had completely forgotten about the 'date' she had arranged with Adrien in all the excitment from that 'thing' from the other day.

Drat. Now her thoughts were on that 'thing'. She tried to redirect her thoughts but now it was in her mind and it would need some serious strength to get it out, thankfully the thought of Adrien taking the time to type out the message for her was definitely strong enough. She carefully typed out her response, checking it five times before clicking send.

'Hi Adrien, yes I am still available. What would you like to do? I am free all day.

Marinette'

A minute later Marinette heard a ping from her phone. The message said;

'Awesome Marinette, how about we meet at the park. Do you know the one with the Ladybug and Chat Noir statue in it? (sorry I don't know what it's called) If you don't I'm sure you'll find it. Then we can decide if we want to do anything else. Is 4 o'clock ok?

Adrien'

Marinette squealed out loud. Tikki flew up to her.

"What is it Mari?" Marinette nearly shoved her phone into her kwami's face in her excitment. Tikki's face slowly lit up as she read down Marinette's texts of the past three minutes. By the time Tikki had finished, she was positively beaming.

"Oh Marinette. I'm so proud of you. Your first date, and it's with Adrien. Don't forget to reply."

'See you then Adrien.

Marinette.'

"YES! I can't wait!" Then they were both bouncing up and down squealing to their hearts content, till Marinette felt sense hit her like a bull doser. She stopped her jumping and felt her face drop.

"Tikki the only problem is that I can't talk to him without turning into a blubbering fool." Tikki nodded understandingly knowing that this was a serious problem.

"Well" began Tikki, "Usually the best strategy for when you're nervous is to picture the person naked bu-"

"TIKKI! I can't picture him naked!" But of cause now she was picturing him naked. A combination of all his model pictures. No shoes, no socks, no jacket, bare chest, no pants. Thankfully his most private area was currently covered by a cloud unthankfully she could feel an imaginary wind that was slowly blowing it awa-

"NO!" She was breathing very heavily.

"What's wrong?" Tikki said startled.

"Sorry. My mind was just getting a little... distracted."

"Distracted?" replied Tikki with a smirk and a lot of suggestion in her voice. Her chosen's face turned the colour of a tomato. She chose to ignore that question.

"So what am I going to do about my 'communication issues?"' Tikki didn't miss the desperation in her voice.

"Marinette stop stressing. Just be yourself- and I know that you're going to say that 'yourself' is a stuttering mess but you can also be a funny, sassy, talkative girl. You are beautiful and kind. Don't forget that." Marinette smiled.

"Thanks Tikki, you're always as cool as a cucumber." Tikki giggled,

"And you're always as lucky as Ladybug. You got a date with the most famous model in Paris and Gabriel Agreste's son." she grinned "Chloe would be so mad if she found out." Marinette rolled her eyes.

"First of all I am Ladybug. Second, it doesn't matter that he is famous or his father is my ultimate idol. Third, Chloe isn't going to find out. My life would be over." They nodded in agreement.

"Marinette! Dinner's ready!" called Sabine from the kitchen. Marinette ran down to the kitchen. Her mum had cooked Celestial Soup, newly named Marinette Soup. After Marinette had made the soup with her uncle after it was sabotaged, as a thankyou he had given Marinette the recipe to Marinette. Sabine and Marinette usually cooked it together but Sabine, having seen that Marinette was preoccupied, had made it in hopes of clearing her daughters mind.

Marinette sat down at the table and a minute later was joined by Tom and Sabine. There was a pleasant silence while they ate but once they began to get full the silence became more awkward and Marinette felt that someone had to break the silence.

"Um Mama, Papa, I'm going out with a friend tomorrow at around four." Her parents looked mildly interesting.

"With who?" Inquired Tom

"Well, it's a friend from school." Her mother raised an eyebrow "Ok then, its a boy" said Marinette releasing a little more detail.

When Tom and Sabine had sat down at the table Marinette felt as if someone needed to break the silence.

"Um Mama, Papa? I'm going out with a friend tomorrow at around four." Her parents looked mildly interested."

"Who with?" Inquired Tom."

"Well, its a friend from school" Sabine raised an eyebrow "Ok then, it's a boy." Her parents exchanged surprised looks, now very much interested. They stared at their daughter with wide eyes.

"WHO?" They both practically shouted. Having her parents getting involved in her love life was obviously very embarrassing and for what seemed like the hundredth time over the past few days Marinette's face became a strawberry.

"It's ok, you know him, sort of. It's um adrienagreste."

"Who?"

Marinette braced herself then repeated her line more slowly. "It's Adrien Agreste." She winced as her mother squealed louder than a steam train.

"Oh I always knew you two would end up together. All these years of hearing you fawn over him and seeing you plastering those photoes of him all over your walls. I'm so glad that he's finally looking at you the way you look at him." She squealed again and Marinette gave a shy smile before sliding her gaze to her father who had a half smile, half frown on his face.

"Is something wrong Papa?" Her face donned a worried expression as her mothers response went right out the window.

"Nothing, I like Adrien but, if he hurts you in any way then he will have to answer to me."

"Don't worry, it's only one date and besides Adrien is too kind, he would never do that to me." Tom smiled

"Well then there's nothing stopping you two. Have fun and enjoy yourself."

"Thanks Papa." Tom and Sabine shared a smile.

"Mari why don't you go upstairs and rest, you've got a a big date tomorrow." Marinette waved goodbye and went upstairs. Who knew what would happen tomorrow.

The next day began with Marinette having a nice long lie in till 10 o'clock. Followed by breakfast and then a swing around Paris to burn off some excess energy. That stopped when Ladybug saw the time on the clock tower. It was 2 o'clock! She nearly fainted. She raced back home as fast as her yoyo could carry her. She detransformed and grabbed her phone, thankfully Alya was on speed dial. Her best friend answered after 2 rings.

"Hi Mari wha-"

"HELP ME ALYA!"

"What's wrong?"

"ALYA I HAVE A DATE WITH ADRIEN IN 2 HOURS AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR!" In her mind Marinette could see Alya holding the phone as far away from her ear as possible.

"HOLD IT. You have a date with ADRIEN FUCKING AGRESTE. Girl I'll be at your house in 10 and then your going to tell me EVERYTHING!" Then Alya hung up and the line went dead.

10 MINUTES LATER

"Marinette, Alya's here!" A second later a brown head burst through her trap door.

"ALYA! I need your help." The reporter nodded and bustled Marinette to her closet. For the next twenty minutes they were rumaging into the deepest parts of Marinette's ever lasting closet.

"How many clothes do you have?" Exclamed Alya holding up the 50th dress that was awesome but not date with Adrien Agreste worthy, at least in Marinette's opinion.

"Well half of them are bought and half of them I made but hardly any of the ones I did my self turned out any good." She held up a random dress from her closet in demonstration "See look at this, uneven stiches, the waist looks to small, and the arms are longer then I wanted them.(I don't know a thing about sewing) After I saw what I had created, I didn't find it worth fixing or working on even longer, so its been in here for a while." Marinette looked ashamed as she stuffed the dress back in the closet but Alya gasped.

"Mari, that dress is amazing. How could you doubt your sewing skills so much." She stole the dress back from the wardrobe and held it up against herself then against Marinette. "As your best friend I demand that you put on that dress right now."

"But-"

"If you don't put that dress on right now, I will make you go on this date in nothing but your underwear." Knowing that Alya wold stick to her word, Marinette reluctantly went into the bathroom, she didn't want to be seen getting into her 'tacky' dress. When she emerged two minutes later Alya screamed and pulled her phone out of her pocket faster then should be possible.

"Gurl you look soo HOT. With your hair done and a little makeup, Adrien won't be able to keep his hands off you." Marintte blushed and Alya pushed her into a seat in front of her vanity. "Hair first then makeup."

A while later after a lot of Alya pulling and tugging on hair, a few attempts at makeup and some big decisions on shoes, Marinette stood up in front of Alya, held up her arms and span around

"So how does your creation AKA me, look?" Alya knew her BFF was pretty but she felt as if her breath had been knocked out of her. Marinette's hair was let down and lightly curled for a change, she wore a saphire blue dress that finished slightly above the knees. The mesh and lace sleeves went just past her elbows anda little bit of cleavage was visible. The waist loosly drew together and the bottom slightly poofed out. There were streaks of light blue and the occassional bit of turquise littered throughout the dress. Her shoes were a cute pair of light blue flats and obviously she wore her Ladybug earings, but what really set it off was how it brought out the colour of her eyes. (Sorry I SUCK at describing clothing of any sort, forgive me.) After staring at Marinette and her beauty for a few more moments she shook her head and laughed.

"Mari, you are so beautiful. Adrien will fall for you the moment he has a glimpse of you." She looked on her phone, "It's 3.30." Seeing her friends' look of horror, Alya rushed over and laced her hands on Marinette's shoulders "Don't panic, there's no need to be nervous. You go to school with him. True, you do have a habbit of stuttering every time you see or speak to him", Marinette's look of dread became ten times bigger "-But just be yourself, the self that everyone else knows, the on that's funny, smart, sassy, kind and friendly. Gurl you got this." She smiled and Marinette reflected it. Tikki and Alya, her two best friends, were great motivaters.

"Thanks Alya."

"But first, PICTURES!" She whipped her phone off the table and began moving around taking pictures, just like Adrien's photographer had at the photoshot that they had crashed with Manon.

"Perfect. Now with passion." After 100 snaps she finally put down her phone "Ok one last check. Makeup done?"

"Check."

"Hair sprayed?"

"Check."

"Purse? With Phone, money just incase and-" She fished a packet of mints out of her own handbag and handed it to Marinette "Just in case" she said cheekily with a wink. Marinette rolled her eyes.

"Check"

"We're good then." She gave her one last once over "Perfect." She then escorted Marinette out of her room, down to the kitchen where her parents immediately pounced.

"Oh look at my baby, she's all grown up and going on her first date." Cried Sabine with tears in her eyes. Tom side hugged his wife and gestured for Marinette and Alya to join them. "What a beautiful dress. How long did you have to look through the mall to find it.

"Tom. She made it herself." Answered his wife for Marinette. "She has her own style of stiching and plus remember when she was working on it 24/7 for at least a week?"

"Well of cause I do. It's just that my eyes are so fall of happy tears that I can't see clearly." This obviously wasn't true as Sabine was the only one crying in the room, plus Tom hardly ever cried. But proudness and happiness radiated from him like frost from the freezer. Sabine insisted on doing another round of photoes despite Marinette's protest that she would be late and that Alya already had about a thousand photoes on her phone. A while later after they were all photoed out, a final-final make up check and an argument discussing if Marinette should have a croissant before her big date, so that she didn't starve, and she was ready to go. She glanced at the clock, and screamed.

"IT'S 1 MINUTE TO 4! YOU'VE ALL MADE ME LATE." She rushed to her parents and gave them each a quick peck on the cheek. Then she moved to Alya and gave her a fierce hug. "You can do this Mari, just remember what I told you. Be yourself." She nodded "Go get him girl." She nodded again. A second later she was out the front door.

"Marinette has left the building."

Thankfully the park that the had agreed to meet at was literally just across the road from where the bakery was so Marinette managed to get there in just under a minute. She checked her phone 4 o'clock and 57 seconds. She slowed to a walk and began scanning the park for Adrien. She found him by the statue, staring up and it. She followed his gaze and remembered what Alya had told her about the day of the unveiling. She had been busy hacking- trying to hack into Adrien's phone but Alya, being the best friend ever, had filled her in on 'the latest cause of an akuma attack.' Back to the problem at hand. Adrien. He isn't scary, he's just a super hot famous model. Just say 'Hi Adrien'. Ok Hi Adrien, Hi Adr-

Adrien beat her to it. He had seen her before she had managed to get a word in, which wasn't really surprising.

"Hi Marinette. Nice to see you." She managed to keep her blush to a minimam but the goofy grin on her face probably gave her away. Just say 'Hi Adrien'.

"H-Hi Adrien." Congratulations, you just said two words. She heard a small gasp and looked to Adrien to find his eyes slowly raking her body. His mouth was open and he brought his hand through his hair, successfully getting it out of his eyes and messing it up. She stared down at herself. what was wrong with her? Had she somehow spilled something on her dress? Was her dress obviously badly made to him, living with a famous designer and all? She began to stress. He probably thought she was an insult to fashion designers. She silently cursed Alya for suggesting this dress and then her for agreeing to it. There was always the option that he though she looked beautiful. Alya's words wrung in her head. But compared to the models that he worked with she knew that she didn't even compare. So that wasn't it. Time to find out.

"Adrien?" The pair of vivid green eyes snapped up to meet her worrried ones. His eyes were glazed but she didn't know what that meant.

"Marinette. You look. Beautiful." And quick as a flash, Marinette had a face the colour of Nathaniel's hair. Marinette's speech went out the window and she once again became a spluttering fool.

"Y-you are beautiful too- NO, I mean hot NO NO NO, I mean, Thankyou?"

He razed a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.

"Anyway. So thanks for agreeing to meet with Mari" He called her Mari!

"Thanks for i-inviting me." He smiled.

"So ah what do you want to do? We could get something to eat or we could just stay here?"

"Um I'm don't mind. You should choose, yeah you should definitely choose."

"You sure?" she nodded "Well seeing as you're so insistent. How about we get a snack now and then come back here. Maybe later we could go out for dinner?" She nodded in agreement.

"Well because I chose what we're going to do, you have to decide where we're getting our snack." Stated Adrien in a smug tone.

Eurgh, this boy really was impossible. Sought of like Chat Noi- This is no time to be thinking about that alley cat, you're on an important-date! Stay focused.

She came to with Adrien waving a hand in front of her face.

"Hello, anyone in there?" He's so cute.

"Yes there is and she is currently connecting all her brain cells to figure out a good place for snacks," She said in a mock angry tone.

Adrien lifted his arms in surrender.

But Marinette's mind wasn't on winning a war, it was trying to figure out where to take a rich, model boy for a snack. He was probably used to expensive, top quality food.

Which was exactly why they weren't going to get that.

"Follow me"

A.N. So sorry for not updating. My friends Aunt died and so did my great grandfather. This isn't my best chapter.

I have a question for you all; HAIR OR MAKEUP FIRST?

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