Hey beans!

I really want to take a moment to thank everyone who has been there for me during the creation of the original story and to all of those who decided to read both the original and the new rewritten story. I was given the amazing suggestions to keep the original story online so people could see just how far this story has come. Thank you to my new bean fran, frustration. (that's their user name not my emotions… I don't make friends with and talk to my emotions...)

However, because I am now keeping the original, the name for the rewritten version will be, 'Promises' instead of 'The Promise' as you can see.

Also HUGE thanks to two of my best friends, Chrisassy and LadyoftheBirds for helping me out with the plot details and game plan for the storyline for this story! I love you both!

Anyways I think we should get on with the story.

Without further ado, I bring to you, the first chapter of Promises, 'Fate'.

(Fate) that which is inevitably predetermined; destiny:

Adrien's POV

Pretty much from the day mom died until I met the girl who became my life long best friend, I had always been a loner. I never really opened up to anyone and to be honest I never liked attention. I never liked people's prying questions because none of them really cared about me. They just wanted the juicy gossip for their magazines.

I guess I never really had someone to connect with until she came along.

I met her in our last year of primary school. I joined the class after being homeschooled up until that point. We were forced to sit next to each other in class and she seemed pretty nice. All the other kids knew exactly who I was but she didn't. She didn't know the juicy gossip about my family, she didn't know I was rich, or that I lived in a big fancy house. It was entirely refreshing.

We passed notes throughout our classes and during lunch Marinette looked around nervously as we sat alone at our own table.

"Why is everyone staring at us?" she asked as Chloe snuck up behind her.

"Are you kidding me? Don't you know who this is? It's Adrien Agreste, son of only the most famous fashion designer in all of Paris, and my best friend!"

I groan.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Marinette asks.

"Don't you think it's a little weird that a pathetic baker's daughter is hanging out with one of the richest guys in all of Paris? You're just a commoner Marian." Chloe sneers.

Marinette takes a look at me for a moment. "Just because his dad's rich and mine isn't doesn't mean we can't be friends and it doesn't mean everyone has a right to gossip and stare at us. Adrien is a person just like everyone else." She turns to me. "I don't see why a rich kid and a baker's girl can't be friends, can you?"

I beam at her and shake my head. "Not at all."

Chloe huffs and storms off.

Right in front of me, with her dark blue hair and bluebell eyes, was a girl who understood me in a way nobody else ever had, however It didn't take very long after that before the other kids started making fun of Marinette and mocking her every time I turned my back. When she walked away they would come up to me and try to convince me not to be friends with her. I quickly became protective of her. A couple months went by and the other kids would spread rumors about us and twisting our words to try to hurt the other so we'd split apart. It almost worked a few times during the first couple months of our friendship. It was painful when it happened but after we talked it through we understood what the other had really meant by what they said. We got through it, and each time it happened our trust and faith in each other became so much stronger. By the end of primary school, we were inseparable.

Marinette's POV

When we moved on to Lycee, our class mixed with a few others and we ended up meeting a bunch of new kids. Both Adrien and I instantly took a liking to Alya and Nino, and I ended up gaining a new popularity I had never had before. Before I knew it I was named class president. Of course Chloe still hated me but I pretty much ignored her unless she was picking on the other kids. At that point I'd just help them get away from her.

One boy in particular ended up being her most frequent target. His name was Nathaniel. He was super shy and really sweet and he had really bright red hair. He was pretty adorable if you ask me. My friendship with him was different than my friendship with Adrien. I always felt energetic with Adrien, everything was new and exciting. Almost like even seeing him shot electricity through my veins. Things with Nathaniel were warm and comfortable, yet mysterious and inspiring.

I grew to become quite fond of the feeling Nath brought to my life. On new years eve Nath stopped by my house with a bouquet of flowers and asked me out.

Of course I said yes.

Things got really busy over the next few months with my school work, sewing projects, and dates with Nath, and I didn't really have time for my friends after that. Eventually Adrien stopped texting and calling me.

I became distracted in class, distracted during dates, and distracted during pretty much everything else. All I could think or talk about was the emptiness in my life Adrien had left behind.

Adrien's POV

I didn't know what it was, this burning pain whenever I even think of her with him. I could have sworn the guy used mind control or something to tear her away from me.

Ever since Marinette came hurtling into my life we'd been best friends. Anyone could tell you we were inseparable, tied together by the strings of fate, since primary school.

But after a while of me trying to reach out to her and realizing she wasn't and won't be there hurt. A lot…

The last day of the school year came around. Marinette made it to class early that day and came right up to me. She wasn't wearing her usual smile. In fact I couldn't think of the last time I had seen it.

"Adrien? Can we talk?" She mumbles.

My heart aches and words tumble out of my mouth before I could stop them. "What reason could you possibly have to talk to me now but not when I needed you? You ignored my texts and calls for literal months so you could make out with your precious boyfriend." I snap.

"It's not like that Adrien…"

"Then tell me why Marinette. Why did you shut me out?" I demand.

"Nathaniel needed me," she responds in a defeated tone, successfully stabbing me in the back.

"I needed you and I trusted you Marinette, but you weren't there." I scoff, Marinette stands there, stunned as I storm off to class leaving her behind.