((Chapter 7))
Adrien's PoV
Chat watched the streets of Paris from the rooftop he was on top of. "This is amazing!" he whispered to himself breathlessly. He could see the whole city from an entire different perspective as his alter ego. The busy Parisians were as tiny as ants, scurrying around in every direction. The park looked as though it came straight from the pages of a storybook, the grass a brilliant emerald green, with the trees a darker shade. And above it all stood the Eiffel tower. Having lived in Paris all his life, Adrien had always overlooked the Eiffel tower, considering it as just another thing sticking out of the sidewalk. But now that he was looking at it, like actually looking at it instead of just quick glances, he was speechless.
Suddenly, he noticed an old woman crossing the street, about to be knocked down by an incoming van. He swooped down, pulling the lady out of reach, gently setting her down on the sidewalk. "That was a close oneā¦"
"HELP!" Chat was suddenly interrupted by a high pitched scream.
"Well, duty calls again." He grinned eagerly before leaping into action. This day is becoming a lot more exciting than I thought it would be."
*
"Today was the best day of my life!" Adrien exclaimed as he swung into his bedroom window and de-transformed. He had spent most of the day helping civilians as Chat Noir, the new and fearless hero of Paris!
While his owner was busy squealing, Plagg flopped onto the king sized bed and groaned. "Tired kwamii here, ya got any food?" Adrien tossed the him some cheese and looked out the window. This was the first time he had ever gone out without his bodyguard and Nathalie, and it felt awesome. Being a superhero gave him a lot more freedom, plus a totally clawsome suit and powers!
"Beeeep!" the sound of a car horn snapped Adrien out of his thoughts. He looked down and saw his car pull up just before the steps of the mansion. The Gorilla jumped out to open the car door, before a short bluenette girl daintily stepped out. "That must be the foreign exchange student Nathalie was talking about." He murmured. The Gorilla handed her a pale pink suitcase from the trunk, and Nathalie led her into the house. Adrien hastily stepped away from the window and began to play the piano, as if he had been doing so all along.
"Adrien?" Adrien stopped playing when he heard a sharp knock. He threw a blanket over Plagg, despite the kwamii protests, and unlocked the door.
"Adrien, This is Marinette."
