I own Nothing

Entering class was normal, all of my fellow classmates greeted me as usual including my best friend Alya.

"Hey Alya." I greeted as I sat in my usual seat.

"Hey girl how are you?" Alya said as she set down a manga she was reading.

"I'm good, and you?" I replied as I pulled out my binder and textbook. She smiled at me as she also had her supplies out.

"I'm good had a good breakfast and a good day's sleep." She started telling me about her day as we waiting for the bell to start class. Alya started the College division the same time I did. She is the same age as me and we have a lot in common though some things are different, such as our life goals, where I want to be a fashion designer, she wants to be a journalist, she even started her own blog, though she talks about it I have never read it because and I quote. 'Sorry girl, your not ready for its awesomeness just yet.' Yet another secret people are hiding from me but that's ok because I have always had strong instincts and they have never failed me including how I feel about the community I live in.

"So you excited about today?" Alya asked me and instantly my thought went away as my face went blank.

"Somewhat." I said feeling heat go to my cheeks.

"It's ok Marinette. Its only once a year." She said lightly rubbing my back as I looked at her with big sparkly eyes.

"Right." I replied brushing my hair from my face as I suddenly heard her heels clacking down the hall.

"She's coming." I said as I straightened up and prepared for her arrival, and upon which was swept her expensive perfume with a strike of her blonde ponytail she slapped her book down on her desk and stuck a pose.

"Welcome to technologies 101, I am Chloe Bourgeois your professor for the semester, and if you don't like it well i don't care because I don't have a problem failing each... and every... one of you..." She said looking around the room and glaring at certain students but landing on me and giving the worst 'Go to Hell' Look. I never understood why she doesn't like me but she has been my teacher since I was young always teaching a lame class when I was really young it was Social studies and she taught us how about the different cultures of the world and how equality has changed over the years to make us all equal in God's eyes. Then as a teenager she taught Sex education which was embarrassing to say the least considering all she talked about was sex and boys in excruciating detail and it was a wonder why she never got in trouble for teaching teenagers about what a blow job is. But I know that is something I will never do.

But now in college she is the lead teacher of technologies so here I am watching her go over the syllabus for the semester and how I will learn all interesting knowledge about... a cellphone.

"A cellphone are you kidding me?" I ranted after class heading to my next class which was fashion studies. thankfully it was part of my curriculum to be a fashion designer.

"It is a part of the main studies." Alya said laughing at me.

"Yeah but at any other school they don't have such unusual classes." I said opening my locker and changing out my books.

"Marinette, you're not thinking about leaving us are you?" Alya said with worry making me give her a look of incredulousness. She always ask that question whenever I talk about what is outside Paris.

"No, Alya, Where am I gonna go?" I said with a smirk.

"Oh good. I don't wanna think about what would happen if you did." Alya said patting her chest. I didn't comment after that and just stuffed my fashion book in my backpack, but actually I had thought about leaving at least wondering what was it like in the outside world. You see when i say Paris I mean this large gated community just on the outskirts of Paris, France. I have lived within its walls ever since I was a child and my parents moved their business here it was its own small city within the walls, we all sleep during the day then we work and live in the night. When i was 10 it was midday when I tried to venture outside of the wall, I climbed a vine and had just made it outside I could see cars and lights but before I could pass the long forest path I had been captured by the city guards and brought back home. My punishment wasn't bad but it wasn't good either and it wasn't even given to me by my parents all they did was give me hugs and kisses glad I was safe. But more about that later.

I entered the classroom for Fashion studies when Chloe glared at me again from behind the teacher's desk upon my entrance.

"Oh come on." I thought to myself as I went directly to my desk.

"I only have 4 classes this semester, why is it that she has my teacher for 3 of them?" I groaned at the end of the day, Alya and I were sitting under a tree after school got out as the sky was slowing brightening up, we had a good 4 hours before sunrise so we were spending a few moments rest after school ended for the day.

"Its just how it happens." Alya said as she sipped her red juice box that I was never allowed to try.

"How many classes did you have with Mr., Lahiffe?" I asked slyly instantly laughing as she began choking on her red juice.

"Marinette!." She said taking more drinks to calm her choking throat.

"HaHahaHaHHA." I laughed happily at her blush. If I had Chloe as a teacher then she had Mr. Lahiffe, though he is a busy man he has also been a teacher for a long time and only in one subject, Music. but not in the teaching us how to play music its more of Music Appreciation where we listen to the latest songs and talk about the latest music artists. which is a part of general studies, for this semester I have 2 general studies classes Music and Technologies, but I also have 2 classes for Fashion which are Fashion studies and Design both with Chloe as the teacher. Alya had it a bit better though she has 5 classes, but only one of them with Chloe. the other four are Music (which we share), Journalism 101 with Marc Anciel, Modern Living with Mylene Haprelle, and Creative Writing with Marc Anciel. But she has had the hots for Mr. Lahiffe since like ever.

"Its a nice night and a beautiful moon tonight." I said calming down my laughter. and leaning back to gaze up at the sky.

"it is, and a wonderful night for your appointment." She said reminding me.

"Yeah." I said coming back down to reality.

"I know its hard. But it will all become clear soon." She said patting my head with a caring smile like she does.

And Yeah she knows, but she has never told me. No one ever does. But even though she is hiding it from me I still trust her. But not with everything.

I heard the horn honk and looked to find the large gorilla man waiting by the car to escort me.

"Time to go then." I said standing up and brushing off my dress before picking up my bag.

"Good Luck." She called out as I left her behind.

What would have been a 20 minute walk became a 7 minute car ride, I watched the nightlife pass me by as I shuddered a breath as he drove up to the large castle. This appointment was only once a year but I always have mixed feeling about it. The car stopped in front of the grand staircase as M. Damocles stood tall.

The car door was opened and I left the car.

"Good evening Princess." He said as I ascended the stairs.

"Good evening Mr. Damocles." I said as I removed my blazer baring my arms and neck and leaving my backpack with him as well.

I walked the same hallway every year since I came here all those years ago. To see the same man always checking in my how I am growing up, and how I am doing with school. I entered the large meeting hall which was also the main Church it was mostly empty except for my parents and the choice figures up at the front.. And there he was, his back was to me as he went over paperwork with Mr. Lahiffe. I walked down the main aisle keeping my breathing even I looked over and saw that my parents were already here and they smiled at me happily. I looked back up at him, I viewed his figure as I had remember each dip and curve. This year he wore dark green moto boots, tight black jeans showing off a sexy ass, a dark green leather jacket and his blonde hair was shaggy. Remember when I said that someone else punished me for leaving when I was 10? it was him that punished me. My medicine that I take? He prescribed it for me. My school schedule? He has to approve it. The place where my parents do business? He put us there. Everything about my life is laid out and planned by him and I don't fully know why, they always try to be nice when saying that I will understand someday even if it does come out a bit condescending but I always feel that they want to tell me but something is holding them back, or someone.

The most confusing thing that I could never figure out was that ever since I was a child almost everyone around me has ever aged a day. Not even my parents. and theirs is the world I am trapped in, small children had grown up but stopped by a certain age. I remember being a small child the first time I met Alya and Nino and neither have changed since then.

But the one constant understanding that was never hidden from me came from 2 things...

"You're Majesty. Princess Marinette." M. Damocles said upon my arrival to the front. That was number one, I watched as he turned, his eyes bore into mine the moment he laid eyes on me they were green and enchanting, his handsome face smiled before he laid down his paperwork and descended the small staircase towards me, his rippled muscular body was hidden behind a slightly tight V-neck white shirt with a grey pattern of the world. He stood before me a half head taller then me. This impossible man who saved and controls every aspect of my life, is The King. But The King of what i don't know considering France is a democracy and hasn't had a Monarchy since the 1800s, but everyone in the community worships, listens, and obeys him like he is.

"Welcome Back Marinette." His smooth voice sang making my heart beat out a samba of romance.

"Its good to be back Sire. You look well as always." I said as he began to circle me slowly.

"You have grown in the past year and you have been doing well in school I hear." he said as I felt his smooth hand graze my neck as he took a tress of my hair to run his fingers through it.

"Thank you Sire. I only wish to please you." I said with all honesty and a bit of fear.

"And I appreciate that my dear. I know you have a lot of questions..." He said coming back around to my front and we gazed at each other, another thing that I have tried to have control over and even not have at all was how I felt about him. I felt the electricity as he reached up and held my cheek in his warm hand. I couldn't help but lean into his hand and hold it with my own.

"But all will come to light soon," he said coming closer and making me look up at him with dreamy eyes. I haven't seen him in a year and he is as handsome and gentle as always.

"Your 21st birthday is in a few months and only then will you get all of your answers, my Princess." He said as he backed up from me and I was already missing his close presence.

But that was the 2nd understanding. I was his Princess though he and I are not related, but my title is known throughout the community and everyone respects it. I was only 7 when he gave me the coronation and I was crowned the Princess and I as raised spoiled but taught to be humble because...

"I look forward to the day" I said happily as my parents came up and they gently pulled me away from him.

On my 21st birthday I will enter this same Church walk the same aisle wearing a gown of white, King Adrien will wait for me at the altar then take me his Precious and fragile Princess Marinette as his own bride and my Princess tiara will turn into the crown of the Queen and I will become his wife. On that day all will be revealed. I sat in the back of the car with my parents I remembered each detail of his presence as I always do. I have been engaged to King Adrien since my Coronation and it has never been a secret from me. I am not afraid but excited.