Thank you so much for following, favoriting ,and,as promised here is chapter 2.(I will use a different format tell me how you like it! BTW: this is going to be marichat or ladynior.)P.S. Sorry for the long wait.
"I can't believe I actually caught Chat Noir on tape!" A brunette squealed as she walked to her apartment with her best friend."This is the best day of my life." The brunette's friend covered her mouth with her hand.
"Shh! What if Chat Noir hears you! You could really get hurt."
Alya rolled her eyes."Don't worry, Chat Noir won't know because he didn't even see me! Plus, the T.V. Station promise to keep me anonymous. So,stop worrying."
The blunette angrily glared at her BFF. "Alya this is serious! Chat Noir has seriously hurt people for just insulting him. Imagine what would happen if he found out your the one who splattered his face across all of Paris." Marinette shuddered at the thought of her friend in a ditch with claw marks all over her.
"Marinette, your such a drama queen. I am going to be perfectly fine. Okay? So chill."
Mari knits her face in worry. Alya sighed.
"Okay, if it makes you feel better, the only reason why I posted it was because me and La Verite News made a deal."
Marinette narrowed her eyes to slits at her friend. "Alya, don't tell me you risked your life for a job. Again." Mari knew her friend would do some of the most insane stuff for a chance to prove that she deserves to work for La Verite. Once she almost got kidnapped trying to get a scoop for the million dollar corporation. Thankfully, Nino noticed that Alya was late for their date at Andre's ice cream. He called the police, who saved Alya before it was too late. Nino had a heart attack over the situation and put Alya on 'house arrest' for two months to make sure Alya didn't do something like that again. But, it seems Nino's tactic didn't work... unfortunately.
Alya grinned,"Nope, I risked it for an internship."
"WHAT! That's even worse."
Alya silently pulled a orange envelope out of her brown purse.
Mari gave Alya a questioning look."What's this?"
Alya's eyes gleamed with pride. "Just read it."
Marinette opened the letter and silently began to read.
Dear Miss Césaire,
Congratulations! You've pulled off the scoop of the century. After careful consideration of your video and letter,I have decided you would be a perfect asset to my team here at La Verite. You've got potential and a fierce will. Unfortunately, you are too young to work at the T.V. Studio. So, until you are of age, you will study under me as my protege. You start Monday 8:00 A.M. sharp. See you then.
Sincerely, Trina Lockhart
Marinette's jaw dropped."No way." Mari looked up to see Alya smiling so big she was shocked her face didn't crack.
"Yes way! I am so happy." Alya squealed in delight."I can't believe they even accepted me. Plus,I'm going to be working under Trina Lockhart. The Trina Loackhart!"
Despite herself, Mari grinned. She was right. This is a big deal. Trina Lockhart is legendary. She's covered major news and can make the most dullest of stories interesting. Sometimes she would even cause a firestorm between some of her guests, which would get rave reviews. Marinette didn't really like some of her tactics,but Alya loved her, you could even go as far as to say she idolized her. When they were little, Alya used to stand in front of the television and pantomime her every move. Marinette was shocked that the girl hadn't passed out from the news. Mari knew that if Gabriel Agreste had offered her something like that, she would have died and gone to heaven.
"Oh,my gosh. This amazing Alya!" Marinette hugged Alya and squealed. "Does this mean you'll stop running around Paris trying to take pictures of wanted criminals?"
Alya gave her a Cheshire grin as they walked up the steps to Alya's apartment."I don't know. I think next time I'll go for an interview."
"Alya.." Mari said her voice laced with a threat.
Alya laughed."Kidding. Want to come in?" Alya walked through her door and put her stuff down.
Marinette sighed and shook her head. "I wish. I have to go meet Bridgette at the Buttered Baguette."
Alya rolled her eyes,"Probably, has to talk about some fashion design."
Marinette nodded,"Definitely."
"Text ya later okay."
" K. Bye Alya.
"Bye, girl."
As Marinette turned to walk of the step she fell right on her face. Alya burst into laughter."Are you okay?"
Marinette picked herself up and walked on with the little dignity she had left."I'm fine!"
Marinette walked down the road and called a taxi. She hopped in and told him where to go.
As she headed down the road to the cafe, she saw something catch her eye and gasped. It was Chat Noir in broad daylight. He looked at her and smirked.
The taxi driver looked back at her concerned,"Are you okay,miss?"
Mari turned to look at the burly taxi driver and then back at the window and sighed with relief. No Chat Noir.
"Yes,everything is fine."
The driver shrugged, "What ever you say,miss."
Marinette laid back in the worn leather of the seat and relaxed.It was just in my head.
Phew! Okay, I'm done! And let me clarify, when I say I finished a chapter that means I finished it on paper. By the way La Verite means 'out the truth'. Corny? I know. It was the only thing I can think of. This story is going to be in Mari's POV and every once in awhile I will do a different person. Please review!
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