Marinette*

Adrien called me almost an hour ago, asking me on a date. Most of what I said was meant for joke, but about two percent of it was what I really meant because I still had feelings for him.

I put on a red dress with black stripes that goes from top to bottom. It was knee height and with a thin red belt around my waist. I did not design this dress because I did not expect this before I go. I thought it would do the work since I did not have a lot of time left.

I left my hair down since I had no time to do it anyways. It was still the same length and style since the first year of high school.

I put on a light five minutes make up before going down stairs with a purse with Tikki and told Mom and Dad that Adrien was going to pick me up. I had no idea why, but Mom was grinning from side to side after hearing me.

Soon later, Adrien was here, right on time, with a glossy black Porsche 911 Targa 4S.

'Good morning, Mr. Dupain and Mrs. Cheng. Hi, Marinette!' Adrien said coming through the door.

He wore Agreste's brand navy blue suit with white shirt and the same collection's navy blue trousers.

'Hi, Son! Just how many time do I have to tell you to just call me Pops?'

'Until I'm married, I guess,' Adrien replied jokingly.

'Nice come back! You know that I really like this guy, right, Mari?' said my Dad.

'We both like him, darling,' said my Mom.

'Mom, Dad, he did not said who he was marring to. Let's go Adrien. I'm starving,' I said, storming out the bakery.