Pretend
She twirls in her dress around him, and Marinette sighs. She wished she could be her, in the golden yellow dress dancing with Adrien. Of course Chloé would be dancing with him, but he looked beyond uncomfortable with her.
Alya was dancing with Nino, and the two didn't even see their friend up on the second floor. Gripping her dress, Marinette turns and moves into a classroom, and without Tikki, the girl was completely alone.
She closes her eyes, and envisions her dancing with Adrien, and her red and black dress swishing between them fancily. She smiles, and opens her eyes, finding the disappointing view of an empty, dark classroom.
She swallows, and turns, exiting the room and going down, and much like the Cinderella effect, almost everyone stopped and stared. Everyone but Chloé and Adrien, as she constantly kept twirling around him to keep his attention on her.
Her dress was custom made, by her own hands, a long ball gown styled dress with a red top that was lightly spotted, and as it went down, progressively got even more spotted until the very bottom, where the black spots were so closely packed together, it turned it black. She went with a simple sweetheart top, as to have more accessories.
Alya smiles at her, waving her over, and the girl goes to her friend, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "You look amazing!"
Marinette grins, and Nino nods in agreement, "you really do, Mari. Where'd you get it?" She brims, "I actually made it. I styled it after Ladybug."
"Girl, you've got to make me one. But, maybe a bit shorter?" She nods, and that's when Adrien had finally managed to pull away from Chloé.
He turns, and stops, staring at her as she speaks with Alya and Nino, and he blinks. Part of him thought he say a bit of Ladybug in the way she stood, confident and brave, and the other half said that she was just Marinette, her own unique person.
He moves over to her and smiles at Nino, and Alya, then at her, and she lightly flushes pink, "you look amazing, Marinette."
"You so do. I mean... So do you." She squeaks, and he chuckles, "hey," Alya chirps, "why don't we have a dance off? See whose the better ball room dancer, me and Nino vs you and Marinette. How does that sound?" She looks at Marinette, and he does too.
The sudden attention causes her to flush, but she keeps her cool, or tries too, "okay.. if it's alright with Adrien."
"I don't mind."
"Okay then! Next slow song they play, we'll see whose best!" Marinette nods, and Adrien grins at Nino, the two talking. She smiles softly at Alya, and then glances at Adrien. It wasn't the dance she was hoping for, but, she'll just have to pretend that the two are dancing together because they want to, and not because Alya had once again helped her get set up with Adrien.
