Today was easily one of the worst days in Marinette's life. Now, most days could be a little difficult being the class nerd. Especially when Chloe Bourgeois was in your class and wanted to make your life a living hell. It had started off as a normal bad day for Marinette. Chloe tripped her as she walked to her seat. Aly got mad at her and got sent to the office again. She almost broke her glasses for the millionth time. And she almost had a panic attack over a pop quiz in physics (even though she knew all the material anyway).

It wasn't until after school that her day really got bad. Marinette had promised to help Alya film the boys' basketball practice for her film project. Now this wouldn't have been such a bad thing if it wasn't her extreme bad luck that seemed to follow her around.

She was trying to set up a tripod for Alya while the girl interviewed the coach. Marinette happened to tilt her head just enough for her glasses to once again fall off of her face.

"I really should get new glasses, I feel like Velma; losing my glasses like this all the time." Marinette mumbled to herself as she knelt down to try and find where her glasses had fallen to on the gym floor.

"Hey! Watch out!" Marinette looked up at the sound of calling out, only to get hit right in the head with a rogue basketball. Marinette fell backwards and rubbed at her head.

"Ow…"

"Marinette, are you ok? I'm so sorry about that, I should've paid more attention. These are yours right?" Marinette took her glasses from the hand holding them out for her and put them on. She gasped and her face grew red at the worried face in front of her.

"A-A-Adrien! I'm…I'm ok! I think…" Marinette's mind started going a mile a minute.

Oh my god, Adrien Agreste is right here. And he's talking to me! He knows my name! Oh my god, what do I say? Did he hit me with a basketball? Oh god his worried face is so cute I might die. What do I do? Damn his eyes are gorgeous, I could stare into them forever. Uh oh, is he talking to me? What did he say? Oh no, now I'm gonna look like an idiot.

"Marinette! Can you hear us?" It was Alya's voice this time from next to her.

"Oh, um, what did you say?"

"Ok, you need to go to the nurse. I'll walk you there." Alya went to start packing up her film equipment when a hand stopped her.

"Don't worry Alya, I'll take Marinette to the nurse. It was my fault she got hurt in the first place. I wouldn't feel right if I didn't make sure she was alright," Adrien explained as he held a hand out to Marinette, "As long as it's ok with you, of course." He smiled down at Marinette and she almost explode from sheer joy. She took his hand and let him help her stand. He wrapped an arm around her to support her as she walked. As they started off to the nurse, Marinette turned back to see Alya giving her a thumbs up.

As they walked to the nurse Adrien talked about basketball practice and other things that Marinette didn't really understand since she didn't pay much attention to sports.

"I guess this is kind of boring you, huh? What about you, Marinette? What do you like to do?" Adrien asked, flashing a smile that could've knocked the wind out of Marinette's lungs.

"Oh, um, I like video games I guess. That's kind of lame though, isn't it?" She was blushing and her voice was quite.

"Not at all! I love video games; I don't know many teens that don't like them. What kind of games do you play?"

"Oh, um, Zelda is probably my favorite…"

"I love Zelda! What is your favorite game?" Adrien's face was one of an excited child. Marinette has never seen him look like this and was shocked at how excited he was. It was still adorable though. The rest of the time they talked about their favorite Zelda games and other games they've played recently. When they finally got to the nurse's office, Adrien helped Marinette to a nearby cot to lie down. Unfortunately, he was soon shooed away by the nurse telling him he was missing too much of his practice. Marinette smiled sadly. This was probably the first and last time she would get to have a meaningful conversation with her crush.

"Oh! Before I forget," Adrien quickly wrote something down on a scrap of paper and handed it to Marinette, "we should hang out some time. I have lots of games we could try! See you late, Marinette!" Adrien ran back off to practice and Marinette looked at the paper in her hand. On it was Adrien's phone number, and it was signed with a heart and his name.

The nurse started freaking out when Marinette suddenly passed out. Alya would later ask if it was from getting hit in the head, or Adrien's number. Though we may never truly know the answer.