Hello, here's the new chapter! I'm sorry for the long wait, but I made a few (a lot) of changes while writing this one. I promise next one will be uploaded faster and hope will be better. Enjoy ^^

CHAPTER 2

Of course she knew who that was! No wonder there was such a mess outside of school if they were all waiting for him!

Marinette knew everything about his father, Gabriel Agreste. She knew how he became one of the major fashion designer of all times, the sacrifices he made to achieve his goal. Every time one of his new collections was on display on a runway, she managed to be there, one way or another.

While opening a bakery was her parents' dream, she had her own dream too. Aside from helping her family, Marinette wished that one day she would become a fashion designer recognized all over the world, just like Gabriel Agreste.

Inevitably, knowing about the father, she learned about the son.

Marinette first saw him sitting on the front row next to his father at a runway show she succeeded sneaking in. Adrien's face glowed with the runway's lights and all Marinette could think of was how beautiful (not good looking, but beautiful) he looked.

And that's how she developed a tremendous celebrity crush on the boy. Just a celebrity crush, nothing more: she didn't know him! Sure, he seemed a nice guy, but she couldn't know that just by looking at him.

Yet, that morning she couldn't help herself from blushing so furiously, and when her professor introduced the new student to the whole class, she had to make a huge effort not to jump on her feet and run out of the classroom as Adrien entered the room.

Alya began snickering just as she noticed Marinette's instant blushing. Then Adrien did something that made her think she'd died and gone to heaven: he smiled at them.

Inevitably, butterflies filled her stomach and more blood invaded her cheeks.

But then, the glorious moment was shattered as a flash of yellow came crushing against Adrien yelling:

"Adrikiiiiiiiins!"

So much for a peaceful day.

Chloe was holding Adrien's arm as if her life depended on it. Of course she'd know him… Lucky girl. And then, she said something that made Marinette's world crumble:

"Adrien, after I heard that you were coming here I asked my daddy to put me in you class! Aren't you happy?"

Uh?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no…

… No, no, no, no!

Adrien feared she would have said something like that. He knew her well enough to expect things like those. Their friendship developed during all those parties their parents brought them along, where the only kids were him and her.

Sure, she was an amaz… a nic… a… a friend, but Adrien liked being away, far, far away, from Chloe. So, the perspective of being in the same class for the whole year kind of lessened his initial excitement. But he couldn't tell her that: he was a gentleman, for God's sake!

Keeping that on mind, he put on a smile and said, hoping she wouldn't notice his distress, how glad he was to have somebody he already knew in his class.

As soon as he closed his mouth he felt the stares of the whole class upon him and Chloe. Had he done something wrong? Before he could ask, the teacher ushered them to their seats and began the lesson.

He was sitting next to a kid introduced by the teacher as Nino, who didn't seem a very sociable person: he sat distant from Adrien and didn't bother looking up from his notes even a single time.

Then, when the bell rang, Adrien realized his desk-mate's behavior depended on the fact that he probably hadn't made a great impression on the whole class, as he watched everybody leave not sparing him a glance… even the two girls from that morning!

His almost perfect first day of school had turned into a flop.

"This is the worst day ever! After we managed to get away from that psycho, she crashes back into our lives without a warning." Alya was more than annoyed.

"And what's worse, Adrien is her friend! I thought he was a nice guy, but they had to ruin everything!"

"Yeah…" Marinette sighed, looking at the ground. Alya watched her with a smirk on her face.

"What's wrong? Did finding out that Adrien is Chloe's friend get you more upset than being in the same class with her for the whole school year?"

In sudden realization, Marinette begun chewing her nails and started rambling with a nervous pitch in her voice "Oh no! You're right! Now she's going to torture me until we finish high school! She'll be watching me, waiting for me to make a tiny mistake to have an excuse to fire my father! And everything we've worked for all our lives will be worthless! And…" and so on.

Alya thought that perhaps Marinette was getting a little too overdramatic, but then remembered who they were talking about and silently agreed with her best friend.

When Marinette arrived home, she was exhausted. All through the day the stress had developed in a huge weight on her shoulders that could only be shaken off by a good sleep. But first, she had to do her last chores of the day, which was cleaning up Chloe's room while she was having dinner.

So, with a deep breath, Marinette quickly reached Chloe's "private quarters", with the idea of getting her work done in the shortest time possible, only to find out that the other girl was still in there.

"What are you doing here?" asked Chloe annoyed.

Biting her tongue, Marinette politely told her that it was time for her to clean the room. Chloe shrugged her shoulders and went into her walk-in closet.

"And remember, don't mess up anything!"

When the closet door closed, Marinette let out a sigh and started cleaning the table nearer the windows. She picked up the junk on it then turned to fix the flower vase in the middle. The flowers were beautiful, blue and white, their fragrance put a smile on her face.

Then she noticed a little detail, a ladybug that was running around on a petal. Putting lightly a finger next to it, she let it climb on her hand. Maybe that was a sign of an incoming lucky event, Marinette thought, observing curiously the spotted insect. Maybe her bad luck had come to an end.

Marinette walked to the window and opened it. She stretched her arm towards the sky.

"Here, little one. Now you're free" and Marinette watched the little ladybug fly into the darkening sky.