Chapter 1: A New Place
Marinette's POV
Warning- Some Sentences are in French. I have translations in the Next Quotations after. If you can read french and see that what the French says and the English words dont match, dont blame me, i got it from Google Translate.
I was thinking about moving to Paris for the longest time. Ever since I was a little girl. It took 13 and a half hours to get from Utah to Paris on Plane. I loved to design clothes and make stories. My main job was Photography. My camera was in my luggage. While I was on the plane I worked on a new story and drew some clothes. When the plane landed I was a little confused since this was my first time out of the states. I took French class in High school so I was better at French than in any other language. I can speak little in some other languages. Once I got off the plane I got my luggage and I walked down the terminal and was glad to find a Starbucks. I walked in, ready to order a Small Strawberry Frappuccino. I got my drink and walked around while calling a taxi to come to pick me up. The Taxicab came and I asked "Bonjour, pouvez-vous m'emmener à un hôtel 4 points?" which in English was "Hello, can you take me to a 4 points hotel?" The driver welcomed me and told me he could. "Bonjour à vous aussi. bien sûr je peux t'emmener" also in English "Hello to you too. Of course I can take you." She was a pretty lady. She was what I assume to be around my age. 19 or 20. She drops me off and I pay her. She drives away and when I walk into the Hotel, there are three girls behind the front desk. A short girl with short blonde hair, a girl just a few inches taller than the blonde girl with red hair, and a taller girl with long black hair with purple tips. "Bonjour!" I say smiling at them. They turn to me and after looking at me for a moment the short, blonde girl smiles back and greets me "Bienvenue!" she says "Welcome!". "Comment puis-je vous aider?" the Redhead asks. "How can i help you?" I walk up closer to the Counter "Puis-je avoir une chambre ici?" I asked, "Can I get a room here?" They smile at me and one of them tells me "Oui, voyons ce qui est disponible" the girl with Black hair. "Yes, let's see what is available" they go to the computer and look and see what rooms are available. "La chambre 34 est disponible" redhead tells me "Room 34 is available." She hands me the key and tells me what floor to go to. "Combien de temps prévoyez-vous de rester?" the tall girl asks. "how long do you plan to stay?" I shrugged. Not sure how long till I would be here to find a new place to stay. "Je ne sais pas." I told them "I don't know." and started to walk away towards the elevator. I turned and waved. They waved back with a smile. I walked into the elevator to go to the first floor. When the elevator stops and opens I see that a party is going and they just so happen to be my neighbors for the time being. I walk into my room and begin to unpack. When I got some clothes and my Pajamas out and hung up, I was ready for bed. I get into my Pajamas which are black booty shorts and a tank top. I lay down on the bed only to realize I won't be able to sleep with the music from the neighbors. I get up and pull on a black and green oversized Hoodie. I pull my hair into a messy ponytail and walk next door and knock on the door. A girl with orange hair opens the door. "Bonjour?" She asks "Hello?" she looks me up and down then with no warning pulls me into the room. "HEY!" I yell. She looks back at me and gives me a small smile. " Est-ce que tu chantes?" she asks "Do you sing?" I looked at her a little confused. "Euh, oui?" i tell her "Um, yes?" her smile grows bigger. "Parfait! Nous avons besoin d'un autre chanteur!" she tells me "Perfect! We need another singer!" she pushes me up to the mini stage full of boys. "Euh, Bonjour?" I told them "Um, Hi?".They turn to me and smile. "A group of boys and one girl. Yeah. I feel just at home." I whispered in english hoping none of them understood what I said. One of the boys laughed. I look up at the one who laughed. He was a rather tall boy in the back. Behind all the boys. He was looking at me with a smile on his beautiful face. His green eyes shone like emerald in the dark neon lights. I looked at him and held contact for what felt like forever till he looked away, still smiling. I looked down at my black flats that I slipped on, on the way out the door. My face was very warm. Another boy walks up to me. "Hé, tu vas chanter avec nous?" he asks "Hey, so are you going to sing with us?". "Euh, ouais je suppose." I tell him "Uh, yeah I guess so." He grabs my hand and pulls me to the middle of the stage. "Génial!" he says "Awesome!" He hands me a Microphone and a stand, then he yells "Tout le monde se prépare!" all the boys turn to him "Everyone get ready!" and they start getting into their possessions. The boy with the green eyes comes up to me. "So, You here to sing?" he asks me. I turn to him with confusion. He bends over slightly laughing "Haha, yes I speak english too." I sigh. "Pf. great. I'm not alone then." I look up at him through my lashes smiling at him. "So, I presume you don't know what song we're singing do you?" He looks out at the crowd of people roaming the room. "We?" I ask him. "Yeah, me and you." he states, pointing at himself and me. "Oh well then, No." I told him honestly. "He. that's what I thought." He said with a smile on his face looking down at me. "Oh my, how rude of me." I jump at the sudden prosperity. "I haven't introduced myself now have I? Well I am-" with a bow he says and grabbing my hand "Adrien. Adrien Agreste." He says his last name with a roll of his tongue, and he kisses my hand. I look at him surprised "Well, Sir Agreste," I say and I curtsy. "It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Marinette. Marinette Dupan-Chang." I giggle at our little act. We stand up straight smiling. "Well, Miss Marinette. We will be singing Rewrite the Stars by Anne-Maie and James arthur. You know it?" I raise my eyebrow at him and put my hands on my hips. "Pf, of course i do" He then raises his eyebrow and smirks "Ok then…" He walks to the other boys to tell them. "Well, no stress. Hopefully after this I can go to my room and get some sleep. The faster we start the faster I can get to my bed. The sooner the better." I whisper to myself. Adrien walks back to me. "Kay, you ready?" He brought his own mic and stand. "Pf, I was born ready." I tell him, turning to my own stand. "Haha, yeah sure thing." We turn back to our stands and he gives the okay to start. As they start, I freeze. "Wait, are we singing in French or English?!" I whisper to Adrien. "Ha, well we are in France so." He turns to me, smiling, then see's my face and freezes. "Wait. you can't sing the French version?" he asks me. "Well they are just words with a tune. Possibly, I don't know I just moved here!" I told him. "Crap." he whispered to himself. "Fine, we will sing in english." I look at him "No no it's okay. I'm sure i'll keep up." I told him with a smile on my face. He rubs his brow. "No, it's okay we'll just do it in English." His eyes are closed but i can tell he's irritated. I look at him. And in my mind I tell myself "Okay well he's obviously stubborn so if he wants to sing in English then we will "I roll my eyes and whisper to him. "Have fun with that." I feel his confused gaze. And we tell the band to start again.
~Adrien
"You know I want you, It's not a secret I try to hide. I know you want me, So don't keep saying our hands are claim it's not in the cards. Fate is pulling you miles away, And out of reach from me, But you're here in my heart. So who can stop me if I decide, That you're my destiny? What if we rewrite the stars? You'd be the one I was meant to find, Say you were made to be mine. It's up to you, and it's up to me, No one can say what we get to be. So why don't we rewrite the stars? Maybe the world could be ours, Tonight."
~Marinette
"You think it's easy, You think I don't want to run to you, But there are mountains, And there are doors that we can't walk through. I know you're wondering why, Because we're able to be just you and me within these walls, But when we go outside, You're going to wake up and see that it was hopeless after all. No one can rewrite the stars, How can you say you'll be mine? Everything keeps us apart. And I'm not the one you were meant to find. It's not up to you. It's not up to me. When everyone tells us what we can be. How can we rewrite the stars? Say that the world can be ours, Tonight"
~Both
"All I want is to fly with you, All I want is to fall with you, So just give me all of you"
~Marinette
"It Feels Impossible"
~Adrien
"It's not Impossible"
~Marinette
"Is it Impossible?"
~Both
"Say that it's Possible"
"How do we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine? Nothing can keep us apart. 'Cause you are the one I was meant to find. It's up to you, And it's up to me. No one can say what we get to be. And why don't we rewrite the stars? Changing the world to be ours"
~Marinette
"You know I want you. It's not a secret I try to hide. But I can't have you, We're bound to break and my hands are tied."
We finish the song and I stand there for a second. "Hey, you-" Adrien starts, and I walk out to my room. I can hear Adrien calling out for me and struggling to get through the crowd. "Marinette! Marinette, Wait!" I can hear him yelling but I just have to get out and away. I get out the door and to mine within a few seconds and before Adrien can get out the door i get into my room. "Phew." I made it without any more contact. "Marinette? Marinette?!" I can hear Adrien calling my name through the door. Hopefully he doesn't know where i live right now. I look through the peephole to see Adrien running to the elevator. "Phew. He thinks I left the building." I push against the door and go to bed. Pulling off my Hoodie and throwing off my shoes. I sigh as I pull out my Hair from the hair tie. I climb into bed and fall asleep.
~The next Morning
*Yawn* It's morning already? Hm weird. I feel like I didn't get any sleep last night. Well it's time to get up now. I walk to my closet and look through the clothes I have hanging up at the moment. I decided on black for that day. Leather jacket with a belt, black crop top with high waisted mini skirt, tights and ankle boots. I look in the floor to ceiling mirror. "Nice." I go to the bathroom with my curler. A few years ago my hair was short. Around my shoulders. I let my hair grow out and now they are long chocolate locks. I finish curling my hair and go onto my make up. Light brown eyeshadow, eye liner, Mascara, and light brown-pink lip gloss. I debate on accessories and go with earrings and a necklace. Small necklace with a few hearts around it. Light pink earrings. "Ha. ready." I grab my camera and handbag. "Wallet? Check. Money? Check. I.D.? Check. Map of paris? Check. Sunglasses? Check. Phone? Check. All right, I think I have everything." I pull my bag on my shoulder and my camera around my neck. I start to walk out the door. "Wait!" I walk back in and grab my key. "Can't get locked out now can we." I tell myself. I walk out the door and start to walk to the elevator when I hear my neighbors door open. 'Crap. please don't be Adrien. Don't be Adrien.' I turn around. Phew. it's the Redhead/Orangehead who answered the door last night. Okay. we wait at the elevator door waiting for it to get to our floor. Her phone rings. "Pouah." she says as she diggers out her phone "Ugh." "Hey -... ouais je suis juste en train de partir ... je suis désolé ... Oui Chloé, je prends tes vêtements du nettoyeur sur mon chemin ... oui je sais chloé ... bien sûr ... ok bye." She hangs up "Hey-... yeah i'm just leaving... i'm sorry... Yes Chloe, I'm getting your clothes from the cleaner on my way over... yes I know chloe... of course... okay bye.". The elevator opens and out walks one of the girls from the front desk. The one with Red hair… with a boy? "Haha, oh Kim. Tu es un idiot" she tells him "Haha, oh Kim. You are an idiot." The walk past us and the girl with orange hair rushes into the elevator. I rush in before the door closes and wait. We land on the ground floor and she rushes out the doors. I look at her back running away very confused as to why she needs to rush for this Chloe girl. "Hum." I shrug. I walk out the elevator doors and walk to the front doors. I turn to the girl still behind the desk and wave with a smile. "Okay Marinette. A new day. New people. New place. Time to start fresh." I walk out into the busy streets of Paris in the early morning light.