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(Marinette stood in front of a mirror, admiring a feather hat on her head)
(Alya, Rose, & Juleka watch her across the room, frowns on their faces)
Alya: (sighs and shakes her head) What has Adrien done to her?
Marinette: Adrien? Why Adrien?
Juleka: Maybe she's just dressing up for us.
Rose: (bows) Merci, Mademoiselle.
Marinette: Rose, Alya, my adorable friends, can you keep a secret?
Alya: I'm hot for secrets.
(Rose, Juleka and Alya stand up and lean in to hear the secret)
Marinette: (puts the hat on Alya's head) No, I won't tell you.
Alya: What?
Marinette: (mockingly) What?
Juleka: The poor girl is out of her mind.
Marinette: (puts a bow on her head) I am crazy.
Rose: She might be that. She looks somehow different.
Marinette: I do?
Rose: (points a knowing finger at Marinette) And I think she is up to something.
Marinette: I am?
Alya: I do, I am, she talks like a parrot.
Rose: What's going on with you, Marinette?
Marinette: (turns around) "I feel pretty, oh so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and bright.
And I pity any girl who isn't me tonight."
(She twirls and leans in front of Alya)
"I feel charming,
oh so charming,
it's alarming how charming I feel,
and so pretty that I hardly can believe I'm real."
(she skips towards Rose and points at a mirror)
"See the pretty girl in that mirror there.
Who could a more attractive girl be?
Such a pretty face,
such a pretty dress,
such a pretty smile,
such a pretty me!"
(She runs to a corner of the room and catwalks in a straight line)
"I feel stunning, and entrancing,
feel like running and dancing for joy,
for I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy!"
(She grabs a fan and dances around herself as she waves the fan in a ladylike manner)
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "Have you met my good friend, Marinette?
The craziest girl in town."
"You know her the minute you see her,
She's the one who is in an advanced state of shock."
"She thinks she's in love, she thinks she's in Spain,
"She isn't in love, she's merely insane."
Rose: "It must be the heat."
Juleka: "Or some rare disease."
Marinette: (clicks her feet together) "La la la."
Alya: "Or too much to eat."
Juleka: "Or maybe it's fleas."
(Marinette dashes across the room and flings clothes and sewing supplies everywhere)
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "Keep away from her, send for Adrien!"
"This is not the Marinette we believe in!"
(Marinette goes behind a clothes rack)
(The girls watch her with curious faces as she tosses ribbons and fabric back and forth)
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "Modest and pure, polite and refined,"
Marinette: "La la la."
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "Well-mannered and mature, and out of her mind!"
(Marinette walks out of the clothes rack, and strikes a pose, wearing a satin sash on her chest and a crown on her head)
Alya: Madame France!
Rose and Juleka: (clap) Speech! Speech!
(Marinette stood on her bed and raised her arms)
Marinette: "I feel pretty,
oh so pretty, that the city should give me it's key,
A committee should be organized to honor me."
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "La la la la la la!"
Marinette: "I feel dizzy,
I feel sunny,
I feel frizzy and funny and fine, and so pretty,
Madame France should just resign!"
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "La la la la la la!"
(Marinette throws her sash and crown aside and steps off her bed. She points at the mirror)
Marinette: "See the pretty girl in that mirror there?"
Alya, Rose and Juleka: (look around) "What mirror? Where?"
Marinette: "Who could a more attractive girl be?"
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "Which one? Where? Who?"
Marinette: "Such a pretty face,
such a pretty dress,
such a pretty smile,
such a pretty me!"
Alya: "Such a pretty me!"
Rose: "Such a pretty me!"
Juleka: "Such a pretty me!"
Marinette: "I feel stunning,"
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "I feel stunning,"
Marinette: "And entrancing,"
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "And entrancing,"
Marinette: "Feel like running,"
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "Feel like running,"
Marinette: "And dancing for joy."
Alya, Rose and Juleka: "And dancing for joy."
Alya, Rose, Juleka and Marinette: "For I'm loved, by a pretty wonderful boy!"
(Marinette wraps fabric around her torso strikes a pose, the girls gesturing at her as they pose themselves)
Author's Note: Bonjour, beautiful readers. I was watching West Side Story one day, and I can imagine Marinette and her friends doing this scene. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Anyways, favorite this story, follow me for more content, and have a wonderful day.