Ok so, I do have an idea where this story is going, it's just taking so long argggg

I need coffee really bad now

Anyway! Hope you enjoy this official Chapter 1!

The day after Marinette's life-changing revelation...or mental breakdown:

Warm. It was nice and warm where she was. She could feel the sunlight streaming in, hear the birds chirping. It felt like the whole world was at peace. It felt like anything could happen, anything new or exciting at any given moment.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Yeah, she should have known it wouldn't last long.

Marinette slowly opened her eyes, finally fully seeing the sunlight streaming in and the bustling city of Paris moving as if it had never stopped. She slowly sat up, stretching her limbs and flinging back the pink bed sheets. As she does this, she sees a bright red dot floating in her peripheral vision. She smiles.

"Good Morning Tikki!", she greets her little friend.

Tikki floats up to meet her so that they were at eye level. Marinette always admired her deep blue eyes and the kindness behind them. She didn't know where she would be today if Tikki hadn't been guiding her for the past two years.

"Morning Marinette!", she chirps in her usual manner. "You woke up early today, I'm so proud of you!", she giggles.

Marinette raises her eyebrows at this. She turns her head around and picks up her phone. Huh, she had woken up early. Maybe this really was the start of something new and exciting.

Before she has the chance to turn back around to Tikki and comment on this new ability to wake up at a decent time, Tikki floats back up to her and looks at her with concerned eyes.

"Marinette, I...just wanted to make sure that you were doing ok. You seemed pretty upset last night.", Tikki said as she pressed a tiny hand to the tip of Marinette's nose, offering her support.

Ah, yes. She has almost forgotten last night if she was being honest. She had come home after movies with Alya and Nino, Adrien hadn't shown. And she had worn her new dress too, one she designed herself.

Last night was probably the last straw for her. Something had snapped. All of a sudden she just began crying, ripping down posters, changing wallpapers, and thinking to herself, she needed a change. She hadn't really noticed Tikki's concerned glances from the corner of the room, but now that she thought about it, she knew Tikki had seen everything.

Shaking herself out of her thoughts, she turned back to Tikki, "Yes, I'm fine, sorry you had to see me like that last night. I….I just think last night was it for me. I was tired of trying so hard only for him to not even show up. I just wanted a change, and I want to start a new path, a new journey….do you understand what I'm saying Tikki?", she peeked at her friend hesitantly.

Tikki just smiled the smile she gets sometimes. That smile like she knows something Marinette does, a smile that makes Marinette feel like life and all her problems are so much simpler than Marinette thinks. But then again, Tikki was thousands of years old, beings as wise as her just naturally have smiles like that.

"It's ok Marinette, I understand what you going through and I think it's good that you going out and starting a new journey!", Tikki exclaimed excitedly. "But you just need to remember to still be kind to Adrien, you know it's not his fault he can't come to hang out with you and your friends, and you know he goes through a lot with his family." "You need to understand that he will always be a part of your life, even if it is just as a friend.", the little god says while smiling softly.

Marinette knew this. All of this. She could never find it in her heart to shut out Adrien because she knew how much friendship meant to him and how much he needed it in his life. But she also knew that in order to grow as a person herself, she needed to let go of the idea of being with him, of dreaming late at night about him. No more hopeless Marinette.

" I know Tikki, trust me," she said. "I will always and forever be Adrien's friend first, no matter what," she said pulling Tikki close to herself and holding her there, as if showing her the love she would always show Adrien, no matter what they were going through.

"I'm really glad to hear that Marinette but…", Tikki starts. "I think if you don't start getting ready for school now your going to be late, again." Marinette whips her head back around at this and looks at her phone. They talked for thirty minutes! "Gah!", Marinette explains springing up and practically jumping out of her bed and down to the floor, scrambling to get up and get to her closet. "Tikki wear are my pink jeans!", she shrieks sending clothes flying every which way.

Tikki stands by and just watches, chuckling. Oh, if only she could tell Marinette what she knew, everything she knew. But no, she had to make her own choices and figure everything out on her own. She wasn't worried though. She knew her and Adrien were made for each other, forever and always. She knew they were soulmates. And they were going to find there back to each other through anything. She just had to the patient now. "The jeans are over here Marinette!" she squeaked, finally flying over and helping her chosen.

Marinette opened the outside door to the bakery, after wishing her parents goodbye, and started off towards school.

Apple in hand, backpack slung over one arm, and Tikki in her purse, she took in the sight of Paris around her. It was a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky, everyone smiling walking this way and that way, soaking up the warm rays of the sun and enjoying the sights of the city. It gave mMarinettea bubbling positive feeling in her stomach, one that said clear as day, this is it, this is the day you do something amazing today. Something life changing.

As she walked, lost in her thoughts, she was unaware of the presence walking towards her, blue and black hair popping out in the clusters of people on the streets. She only shook out of her state when she softly bumped into the person, causing her apple to slip from her grip. Before it could touch the ground, though, she glanced down and saw a hand had caught it and was now holding it out to her. She followed that hand all the way down the person's arm, and straight up to there face. Her eyes widened and her smile grew as she realized who it was. "Luka! So sorry for bumping into you! "she said. "And thanks for catching my apple, you have good reflexes. ", she giggled. Luka answered back by chuckling as she took the apple from his grasp. "It's no big deal Mari, I just came to say hi. I'm taking a walk, trying to get inspiration from somewhere that isn't our boathouse, and I saw you, thought maybe I'd find my inspiration from you of all people," he said smoothly, smiling sweetly at her. Marinette could feel her face heating up and his comment. He always had his way with words. How unfair. "Awww thanks, Luka, your so sweet, and it was so nice bumping into you.", she said. Feeling courageous, she said, "I would love to come by one day, and check out the new songs your working on." "I really admire your music, especially since you are a fellow Jagged Stone fan.", she giggled. He smiled and her and she could see the excitement in his eyes. Ah, artists and their passions, they loved nothing more than talking about it. "I would really like that! Come over any time!" he said as he began to walk away from her. Giving a two finger salute, he faced her walking backwards now and calling out, "By the way, you look pretty today!", then turned around and continued along his merry way. Marinette's face was definitely red now, as she waved back and started towards school again. Maybe she could get to know Luka better. Maybe he could be the start of her new journey. Deciding to think about it later, Marinette finally reaches school tossing her apple in the trash and walking through the doors of the building.

As she walked the halls of the school, marinette began to feel panic building up in the pit of her stomach. What was going to happen when she saw Adrien? Was she going to start crying and drop down on her knees, begging him to love her? Was she going to laugh in his face like a crazy person the sprint back out the classroom door? What if puked? What if she fell? Worst of all, what if she forgot everything she had told herself last night just at first glance at him?

He definitely had that effect on her.

"Marinette," she heard someone whisper. "Your going to be just fine." Marinette glanced down and saw a smiling Tikki poking out of her purse. She smiled at the support. Tikki was right. She could do this.

Steeling her nerves, Marinette put on a face of resolute firmness and determination as she neared the classroom door. Before she walked in, however, she heard a voice next to her say, "Hey girl, no offense, but at the moment I can't tell if your really determined or really constipated." Judging by their tone, Marinette could tell they were trying to hold back a snort, and smiled a huge smile knowing exactly who it was. Her best friend in the entire world maybe? She whipped her head towards the voice and proudly exclaimed, "Alya, good day to you as well. I will have you know that I am most certainly not constipated and am merely bracing myself for the classwork to come." Alright, good lie Marinette, she thought. Just keep pretending you didn't basically give up the love of you life last night and are scared your going to pee yourself when you see him in about five seconds. Alya gave her a skeptical eyebrow in return but soon merely shrugged it off. "Yeah, I feel you girl, maybe we should all put on our constipated faces." And with that, they both walked into class laughing.

He's not here.

All that worry for nothing.

Again.

As soon as Marinette and Alya walked through the door Marinette took in the empty seat next to Nino. At first, she was relieved. There would be no involuntary peeing and or vomiting happening today. But relief gave way to worry. Why would Adrien not be at school? He loves school. She hoped he was ok.

Alya must have seen the worried look on her face, and quickly jumped in to break Marinette out of her spiraling thoughts. "Hey, girl, chill, it's ok.", she said. "He's probably just doing something for his dad again, you know how it is.". Alya patted her arm and made her way to go sit down. Marinette followed her. She knew how Adrian's family worked, and she wished she could change it.

The day dragged on, subjects and assignments galore. Marinette felt as light as a feather though. The sunlight was still coming in rays through the windows. Classmates around her were laughing and chatting. It was the perfect day.

Well, almost perfect.

She still had that nagging feeling in the back of her mind .

She really hoped he was ok.

"Marinette, can you help me number four?"

She smiled, "Sure thing."

It really was a beautiful day, what could go wrong?

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Lena was walking, or more like stomping, towards the park. In her hand, she gripped the party invite she found on a desk in the classroom. She could see the balloons, the cake, and she could hear the laughter. It sounded awful. It was high pitched and unpleasant. She didn't laugh like that. She didn't laugh at all. She was professional, always.

But even professional people should be invited to their classmates birthday party.

Especially when the entire class was invited, except for her.

It wasn't fair and she needed to do something about it.

Now coming up to the party, people began to turn to the sound of her stomping. The awful sound of their laughter finally died , thank goodness. Their smiles disappeared. But she didn't have time to relish in the fact they knew they had been caught red handed celebrating a party without her.

"Emma," Lena began, voice sickly sweet. "Can we speak? In private?". Emma looked down at the present she was just beginning to unwrap. It seemed to Lena she was hesitant to stand up. Slowly though she got up and followed Lena to a bench away from the party location. "What are you doing here Lena?", she asked quite bluntly. Ok then, Lena would get to the point to then. "Why was I the only one in the entire class not invited to your party?". "Don't you know how rude and, might i say, unprofessional of you that is?". Emma looked like she wanted to say something, but pursed her lips instead, obviously trying to keep it all in. Lena didn't like that. "Well?!" "Out with it Emma, speak your mind, because obviously only one of us has the courage to-"

"Enough Lena"

Lena jerked back, shocked. Emma had never spoke to her like that. "I'm sick of you going around and thinking your better than everyone else. Do you know why you weren't invited to my party? Because you are no fun, and you have no respect for any of us. Might I say, I truly think you have no heart. I truly think it may be just made of ice. And now, I suggest you leave my party.". With that Emma turned on her heel and didn't look back.

Lena just stood there, getting angrier and angrier. Heart of ice?!. That's ridiculous. She didn't know anything. She was taught to be professional, proper, and to not hold back, speak her mind. All they wanted was fun, that's all anyone ever wanted wasn't it?

She didn't notice the black butterfly, fluttering it's thin, small wings, in her direction.

She didn't notice how the party invite in her hand was clenched so tight it was nothing but a wrinkled up ball of paper.

She didn't notice how that black butterfly, quiet as the night, flew into the paper ball.

She only noticed it all when, out of nowhere, she heard a voice. Perfectly poised. Perfectly proper. Perfectly professional.

"Ice Queen, I am Hawkmoth."

yes , I do realize I currently have no marichat and I was going to write some but not going to lie I got tired so this is what you got. But I already have the next chapter so, if you actually enjoy this somewhat mess of a story then chapter 2 is coming real soon! (heh that rhymes)