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The second the bell rang, she only made it just past the door before he rushed up to her.

'Man, he must be excited for that jacket.'

"Hi Adrien!" She greeted happily.

"H-Hi Marinette!" He said, practically bubbling with excitement. "So, uh, I won't be able to do anything today- so I was wondering if, uh, you could make a list of what you'll be using? That way I can buy them."

"Oh, you don't have to do that." She said, smiling up at him happily as she remembered the fabric that would be in her room by the time she was home. "I already have all of the materials over at my house- you don't need to buy anything. Could you come over tomorrow so that I can get your measurements?"

"I'll see what I can do." Adrien replied with a smile.

"Alright- I'll see you tomorrow Adrien!" She said, turning to leave to go home and get started on her project, waving goodbye.

"B-Bye Mari!" Marinette smiled and giggled at the small stutter, walking home with a small skip in her step.

However, before she could get to the fabric that was awaiting her in her room, she crashed into someone in her family's shop.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Nathaniel!" She exclaimed, looking up at the redhead with wide eyes as she recognized the shy boy from her class. "I'm such a klutz…" She knelt down to clean up what he had dropped- some chocolate chip cookies. Nathaniel kneeled down to help her as well. While they did, their hands brushed once. Marinette wasn't affected, but Nathaniel's face exploded with red, although the bluenette didn't notice.

"I-It's alright, M-Mari." He said.

"Here, I can go and get you new ones from the back." She said, taking the cookies that he had picked up, and moving to go behind the counter.

"O-Oh, you don't have to-"

"I insist- nothing but the best of the best here at our shop." She said determinedly, throwing the ruined cookies away and grabbing him some new ones as he walked over to her.

"M-Marinette, I-I was w-wondering…"

"What is it, Nathaniel?" Marinette asked, looking at him curiously. Nathaniel blushed and looked away, his face resembling that of a tomato.

"If… If you.. If you could give me a cupcake to go with that." He said hastily. Marinette smiled and nodded, reaching for a cupcake that she knew was his favorite and putting it on top of the cookies bag, handing it to him. He took it with an embarrassed smile.

"Th-Thanks, Mari."

"No problem! Have a good day Nath!"

"Y-You too, Mari." He said with a smile. Then he took the baked goods and walked out of the store. Glad that one of her friends was satisfied yet again with her parent's work, she moved to go upstairs and begin to work.

She couldn't properly prepare to make the jacket for Adrien until she had his measurements, so this time was spent finishing past designs and drawing new ones that came to mind. She even worked on her homework, finishing it right after dinner. Then she went back to work on her designs for another hour.

Now, this was her normal schedule for school. Normally, she would finish or decide that enough was enough and hop straight in bed. She stood up to do so, moving toward her desk to place her notebook down and stretch.

This time, though, something knocked on her window.

She jumped, practically running over to the window. Sometimes there was a rare pigeon that would leave a feather or so there- she loved to collect their feathers.

However, when she opened the trap door, a new sight of a bouquet of flowers greeted her.

She blinked.

She blinked again.

She pulled herself up and onto her roof, picking up the flowers as well as she began to look around nervously.

These weren't her flowers. Yes, she had some plants on her rooftop, but these weren't the kind that she grew.

"Hello?" She asked the empty rooftop, looking around. She could hear her voice echo slightly as a gentle breeze brushed passed her cheek. "Anyone there?" A small pause. "I know someone put these here…"

When no one answered, she gave the flowers another look- a closer look. There was a note among the flowers. Gently, and with the utmost care, she pulled the note out and opened it, reading it's contents out loud.

"I hope you enjoy these flowers. From, Chat Noir." She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Chat Noir? Huh."

'Black cat?'

'Doesn't kitty have black cat ears?' The voice from before asked.

'Yes, but that doesn't mean it's him.' Marinette smiled and shook her head. 'Probably just a prank from some boys at school.' She turned and crawled back inside.

"Alya's gonna flip when she hears about this." She closed the skylight behind her and placed the flowers on her desk, picking up her phone and opening her texting app. A sudden shouting, though she could not hear the words, seemed to echo around the room and made Marinette freeze.

'What was that?'

'I don't know.'

'I think I'll sleep on the couch tonight.' Marinette stood up, grabbed a blanket and a pillow, the flowers, and her phone to take downstairs with her.

By now, her parents would be fast asleep, and she wouldn't be waking them up on accident.

Fashion Queen: Hey Alya, guess what just happened.

Blogger Addict: Marinette…? What is it this time? Even I need to sleep…

Marinette placed the flowers in front of the camera and took a picture of it, and then a picture of the note, and sent it to Alya.

Fashion Queen: I think it's a prank from some boys at school.

Blogger Addict: I'll look into it- but no one would come up with a name as plain as Black Cat. If it was a prank, they probably wouldn't have put anything down for the name. Unless their that confident that we can't find out who they are.

Blogger Addict: What're you gonna do about the flowers?

Fashion Queen: I'll put them in a vase and bring them to school tomorrow. Maybe we can find out who it is that way.

Blogger Addict: Good idea, but what if it's not a prank?

Fashion Queen: Then it won't last more than a week. Two at most. You know how the guys at our school are.

Blogger Addict: Yeah, good point. Besides, it's not like they're gonna do this every day. I mean, honestly, who would be that commited?

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'Famous Last Words, Alya.' Marinette thought to herself the next night, when the mysterious 'Chat Noir' delivered yet another gift. This was of her favorite chocolate that she had been craving recently, but it was so expensive that it would cost her entire allowance just to buy a single bar.

Chat Noir had gotten five bars, nicely wrapped in a green bow.

The note was similar to last night's.

Enjoy the chocolate! From, Chat Noir.

Marinette grabbed the chocolate and did a good, thorough look around the roof.

No one.

She frowned and went back down into her room, calling Alya.

"Marinette…? What's up?" Alya's sleepy voice called from over the line.

"It happened again."

"What did?" Alya yawned.

"Chat Noir left another gift." She could hear Alya sit up in attention at the mention of it.

"What?! What is it?"

"The chocolate that I told you that I had been craving."

"The expensive kind?" Marinette nodded, looking down at the chocolate.

"Yeah. Five bars of it." Alya whistled across the line.

"Man, whoever it is is loaded, girl."

"I still think that it's a prank."

"Please." She could practically see Alya roll her eyes. "Who would buy someone five bars of expensive chocolate for a prank?"

"I-I don't know- an experienced playboy!" Marinette threw out randomly. Then she snapped her fingers. "I know- Chloe."

"Please explain your logic to this sleep-deprived mind." Alya said sarcastically.

"She probably wants to get my hopes up and then crush them into smithereens with some random guy who likes her."

"Girl, you haven't been Chloe's main target ever since…" A noise that sounded like Alya shaking her head, not finishing the sentence. "And besides, why would she have a sudden interest in you?"

"I… I don't know." Marinette admitted softly.

"Well, why don't you sleep on it?" Alya suggested, yawning. "We can talk about it tomorrow, alright?"

"Alright. Goodnight, Alya. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Marinette hung up and looked at her desk, where the beginnings of Adrien's jacket lay.

She sighed, for once not having the heart to do anything but lay in bed and think.

'Chloe? Seriously?' The thought from before asked.

'What? It's a real possibility!' Marinette exclaimed in her mind. Then she frowned. 'Wait, why am I talking to myself?'

'I don't know.' The voice said, a bit too hastily.

'You… you aren't apart of my conscious, are you?'

'...Maybe…' The voice acknowledged.

'Then what are you?!'

'Now's not the time. Ask later- we both need our sleep.' The voice said hurriedly.

'No, I'm not going to sleep until you tell me what's going on.' Marinette paused. 'Hello? Hello~?'

"I'm going crazy." Marinette concluded, pulling the sheets up and laying on her side, determined to go to sleep.

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