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Bridgette Creatif was your average teenage girl.
Her hair was a navy blue, her eyes a dark shade of blue bell blue that always sparkled in happiness. That combination, along with her half-chinese heritage, made her very popular amongst the boys (though, she denied it every time). She lived in an art studio, as her father was a sculptor and her mother a good businesswoman.
Though Creatif Structures was a fairly new shop in the streets of Paris, France, it was already deemed the most popular. Especially because Bridgette loved to make side-projects to sell alongside her father's creations. Sometimes they were hats and scarves (anything larger was kept for the family or close friends. Only a few were sold, and people went crazy over them) and her legendary cooking skills were wild. Samples were also offered while people walked around to observe the artwork.
She was very outgoing and optimistic, placing a smile on everyone's face.
The only thing so far that no one knew about her, was that she was a bad-luck magnet.
On seemingly sunny days she would walk outside and it would start to rain. She would forget a lot of things at home, burn her tongue from 'cooled off' drinks, and even trip over her own two feet many, many times. One of the most recent ones was walking along the sidewalk, and then get splashed by a car from them driving through a puddle.
That was, until today.
When she discovered another secret.
She hadn't really taken notice of it at first, as she worked on homework and a few beanies, but eventually her eyes found what was different about the room.
A pair of earrings were laying innocently on her desk.
She placed her project down and rolled her chair over to the spot where the earrings sat, contemplating very much on just what they were and looked like. Studs, with gold lining around the outside, a red background, and five black dots in a polka dot pattern also surrounded by gold. She eyed them suspiciously.
Her parents knew that she didn't really care for jewelry, so if they got her any it was simple and not over the top like these. They also always presented them to her in person, having always told her that they love to see her reaction to the presents. She also knew that, out of the earrings that she did own, this pair was not one of them.
So why was it there?
Hesitantly, she picked them up and observed them. They glinted in the light of her lamp, shining in a way that almost transfixed Bridgette. Slowly, turning to her mirror, she put them on.
Observing herself, she noticed with much pleasure that it looked good in her current outfit, which was similar to her every-day outfit. White shirt under a black jacket and then blue jean shorts. Not very noticeable unless one was looking. She found herself adoring them by the minute.
She remembered her bad luck as she nearly tripped over herself spinning around and giving herself multiple different views. She smiled, knowing that Ladybugs are lucky, and exclaimed.
"These are now my lucky earrings!" She told herself. She was about to sit down when something tugged on one of her two pigtails, the hair reaching to about her mid-back.
She turned around, but saw no one there but herself in the reflection of her mirror.
"That's weird." Bridgette murmured. She felt the tug again and shook her head. Her pigtails came into plain view in the mirror, but there was nothing on them.
Shrugging, Bridgette turned around, only to find a glowing red creature, about the size of her hand and a half, floating in front of her. The red creature had sky-blue eyes that were beaming up at her warmly. On the center of it's forehead was a sign of a four-leafed clover, something that Bridgette could never seem to find as a child. It had antennas sticking out of it's head, and little wings on her back. It's legs were crossed in the air, and her arms were slightly behind her in excitement.
"Hello Bridgette!" The creature said, positively bubbling in happiness. "I've been waiting for you for a while now! My name's Tikki- and I'm the embodiment of good-luck and creation!"
Now, after this played out, Bridgette would swear that she had reacted in the most natural way possible.
But that was not the truth.
Bridgette stared at the creature for a few seconds, disbelief and shock on her face. Bridgette moved her hand and pointed at the creature named Tikki, hesitantly pointing it right on the four leafed clover.
"Hey! That spot's sensitive!" Tikki exclaimed.
And that was when Bridgette broke.
She screamed, jumping back in shock as she did so.
"What the heck are you?!" She shouted. "What are you doing here- in my room?! Is Papa pulling a prank on me?! What about Maman? Oh, I know, it has something to do with Liz, doesn't it? Did she send Samantha to go through my things again?!"
"No, Bridgette, no one went through your-"
"And how do you know my name?! Oh my gosh- you're a spy aren't you?! Well, I'm not having it." Bridgette grabbed Tikki, who was oddly calm as the situation played out, and remained unfazed as Bridgette threw her out the window.
"Not today, Liz and Samantha! Not today you stupid government! Bridgette Creatif is smarter than you think!" She bellowed into the calm and quiet of her room, shutting the window.
Then she promptly sat down in her seat, satisfied, and rolled her chair back over to her project-
Only to see Tikki looking very displeased.
"What- but- but I threw you out the window!" Bridgette exclaimed. "Nothing ever comes back from being thrown out the window!"
"Well, now that you know you can't get rid of me, let's start over." Tikki said very calmly. "My name is Tikki. I am the embodiment of good luck and creation. I was kidnapped from my home, and when I came to you're home I sensed your presence." Tikki floated up to Bridgette, who only leaned away a bit, before continuing. "There is a man out there- a very dangerous man who plans to use me for evil. I chose you to not only protect me- but the world from what would happen."
"M-Me?" Bridgette asked.
"Yes." Tikki smiled, the optimistic-ness of her coming back as she explained things, the serious and upset tone slowly ebbing away. "You're the only one in the world that fully awakened me from my vessel- the Ladybug Earrings. As such, you have been bestowed with the power to become a superhero, and fight alongside your partner. Together, you will protect the world!"
"The earrings…" Bridgette muttered, her hands coming up to feel the said stones. "But… why me?"
"Because you're special, Bridgette." Tikki said. "You're personality, even with your upbringing, is just the type that my chosen have."
"Ok." Bridgette nodded. Tikki was about to say more, but Bridgette shyly continued, smiling at the kwami. "Do you mind if I sleep on this? It's… a lot to take in."
"Of course!" Tikki beamed. "I'll go and find a place to rest- I'll see you tomorrow, Bridgette!" Then the kwami disappeared.
'I'm going crazy.' Bridgette thought to herself as she turned off the lights and hopped in bed.
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