¡Hi everyone!
This is our first fanfic and we hope it is to your liking. It will be an Adrienenette with bits of Lukanette, and lots of laughs in between!
The new chapters will be released after the ones in Spanish.
DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to us, except Charlotte Agreste and Olivie Verau
WARNING: Contains swear words, not intended for children.
Enjoy!
Chapter 2: May the best win
It was the last hour of class, the group of Madame Bustier was in Literature class with their tutor.
—Well, guys, today we are going to make groups for a school project about World Literature— said the teacher.
Many students complained, others rolled their eyes.
—Yes, I know. Boring. However, we are in high school. Next year you will enter the lycée, and you have to be prepared— sighed the teacher. —Well, the groups ar…
—Miss, can we use headphones in class?— interrupted Adrien.
—Of course not. Why do you ask?- questioned the teacher.
—Then, Why is Miss Vereau using them?- the blond asked slyly.
—VEREAU!— throned the teacher
—I..I…I'm sorry, Madame— said Olivie, embarrassed.
—I was going to pair you with Mister Couffaine so you could spend more time together, since you've been separated for so long, but not anymore—proclaimed the teacher. —I'm sorry Couffaine, but you will not be able to be with your best friend— she continued.
She approached Olivie.
—I'll keep those headphones until next month. I'd tell you go to the headmaster's office, but since you're new I'll forgive you— declared the teacher.
—Go die, Agreste— she whispered when the teacher returned to her desk.
—Now the groups— said the teacher.
—Group 1: Agreste, Charlotte; Césaire and Vereau— she said
—Group 2: Bourgeois; Lahiffe and Rossi— immediately, Chloe and Lila looked at each other with hatred and Nino gulped audibly.
—Group 3: Agreste, Adrien; Dupain-Cheng and Couffaine, Luka— Adrien smiled at Marinette, and she smiled back.
—Group 4: Bruel, Haprelé, Kanté and Lavillant.
—And finally, Group 5: Couffaine, Juleka; Kubdel and Lê Chien.
—Now, Let's assigned the topics— asserted the teacher.
—Group 1: Contry: France. 2000 Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne.
—Group 2: Contry Russia. Crime and Punishment by Fiódor Dostoyevski.
Lila growled, Chloe snorted and Nino fainted.
—Alya, please take Nino to the infirmary. Group 3: Contry: England, Romeo and Juliet, by William Shakespeare— Marinette smiled.
—Group 4: Greece: The Odyssey by Homer, and Group 5: Contry: Germany. Anna Frank's diary by Anna Frannk.
Alix and Kim growled.
—Well, guys. The presentation must last a total of 20 minutes approximately. It must include the biography of the author, the summary of the book, the rhetorical figures used and why, the message towards their society, impacted on them, impacted on us, and how does it helps us to understand the culture of that country. For the Odyssey, the last topic is not necessary, and for Romeo and Juliet, include both England and Italy.
—Now, you guys are going to go to the library. I HOPE you will behave yourself since I've got to go to a meeting with Mrs. Blanchette and Ms. Bravillard. Kanté, you are in charge until I come back— said the teacher.
Library of the François Dupont, 2:45 pm
Everyone went to the library as a group. Some students took the time to work and actually do their projects. Others, the majority, took advantage of it for "other things".
—Sooo…Who do you like, Luka?— asked Olivie to his friend. She had noticed, for some days now, that he seemed to be with his mind in the clouds. It could have been a million things. Maybe he was not concentrated because of a song, or maybe he had problems with a chord. However, both of those things unusually happened. Besides, she had never seen him that bad before. Like a car has crushed his heart…yep, he had a crush.
Luka refused to answer, but she insisted, just as Lila, who had stuck to them like chewing gum.
The Agrestes and the Bourgeois, on the other hand, had already finished collecting the books they needed, although they did not read them.
Charlotte smiled mischievously.
—And ... Adrien, my dear brother— she said, using the tone she used to get information from him. From time to time he liked to scrub his brother, but with love... mostly. —Any beautiful girl, besides Chloé and me? — she said.
On one side of that area of the library, behind a shelf near the Agrestes, Luka steeled himself.
Adrien put on a dreamy look.
Both sighed.
—Marinette— they said in unison.
—Luka, Lila, Olivie, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? — said Charlotte.
—Breathin'— Lila answered.
The other 5 looked at her really annoyed.
It was not the time for jokes.
—So you like Dupain-Cheng, huh, Agreste? — Olivie said.
—Yes, so what? — he said.
—Well, Luka here does too— she replied
—And what does oil hair have to do with this? — He said.
—Hey! — said Luka.
—Shut up, Adrien! — Olivie snapped. —Look cheap goldilocks, Luka is going to get the girl.
-We'll see about that…
— DO YOU WANT A FIGHT? — exclaimed Lila. — Well, let's fight!
Immediately afterwards, she began to throw the books she found to the three Parisians.
She only hit Chloé, causing a bruise on her forehead.
—Ouch! — Chloé hissed. — Now I will not be able to pose with daddy! HOW DARE YOU! This is ridiculous, UTTERLY ridiculous.
Lila kept throwing books, but only to the Agrestes.
Again, she did not succeed.
She grabbed another book to throw at Charlotte, when suddenly the librarian started yelling.
—You three! — said the librarian, Madame Noregarde, pointing to Luka, Olivie and Lila. —Leave the library, NOW!
-Hey, don't you know who I am? - Lila spat - I am Lila ROSSI, daughter of PIERRE ROSSI! - She continued - If you don't take back what you just said, I will...!
—Lila, let's go— Luka said, his eyes apologizing to the librarian, but not before throwing an accusing glance to the other three spectators.
Lila snorted.
—You're right, we can't be seen together with these FREAKS! — she said. —Sorry for interrupting the meeting of the motherless club! — she shouted.
—Lila, that was cruel— Olivie said. Even though she was seen as a bad rebellious girl, Olivie had a good heart and she knew no one deserved to be treated that way.
—SO WHAT? They deserved it— she said
While they were leaving, Luka stood up, turned around, and solemnly proclaimed:
Adrien, you may have won this battle, but you won't win the war.
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