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Facts: Emilie lives. Gabriel is nice. Nathalie doesn't like Gabriel. 

Now let's start on this adventure of a story.

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"WAKE UP!" Tikki yelled in Adrien Agreste's ear, making him jump up. "What?" he mumbled groggily.

Tikki sighed exasperatedly, "You are late for school. Again."

"OH NO WHAT TIME IS IT?!"

"7:32. Two minutes late, Adrien. Come on! Get up!"

"WHAT?!" Adrien screeched causing his parents to come rushing into his room. He shoved his kwami into his pocket and rubbed his neck sheepishly. "Sorry, Mom and Dad. I hope you weren't doing anything important."

"Honey, you're more important than anything," Emilie Agreste, Adrien's mother, gave him his neatly folded clothes. 

"And, you're late for school," Gabriel Agreste added and Emilie elbowed him. "Come on, it's true!" Adrien's dad protested. (AWWW THIS IS SO CUTE(Btw, I'm going to keep commenting like this))

Adrien was already showering and brushing and wearing and packing his backpack and running out of the room. "Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad!"

His parents shook their heads and walked back to their room. Unfortunately, they lived in a small house so they had 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. They were bakers which caused Adrien to live a bullied life. 

Meanwhile...

Adrien dashed through the streets and ran up the stairs.

Suddenly, a black limousine pulled up, and out of it stepped Marinette Dupain-Cheng, the most famous model in Paris. His jaw dropped and he quickly put it back up. All he could do was stare as she sashayed up the steps. 

Suddenly, she tripped on the step which he had been informed was under repair. "AH!" Adrien's hands gripped her hips and he pulled her back up. He quickly let go as soon as he saw his hands on her waist. "Um...you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks by the way. If it weren't for you, I would've lost my life," she smiled at him, turning him into goo(not literally, you get what I mean right?).

"Uh...welcome you, I MEAN, YOU'RE WELCOME!"

Marinette laughed and offered to walk him up the steps. He immediately accepted and she walked up the steps with him trailing behind her, giggling at this opportunity. (aww I can imagine Adrien giggling behind Mari, aww)

"So, what do you do?"

"Oh, I am a model so busy life!"

"I-I am-" Adrien couldn't bear the thought of her leaving him if she found out he was a baker so he lied. "I'm a model too!"

"Nice!" They walked to class together since they went to the same class. Marinette sat right behind his seat.

 He panicked and thought, 'She's going to see my every move! My every embarrassing move!'

***Time Skip to Recess Cause I Don't Think Y'all Wanna Read Thru a Boring Class***

Adrien ran through the playground, taking in deep breaths of fresh mint air. "Mmmmm!"

"Enjoying?" A voice behind him said. His reflexes took over him and he punched the person behind him.

"OW!" Marinette cried. Adrien gasped and immediately helped her up, apologizing many times.

"I am so sorry!" Adrien cried. "I will never ever-"

"It's ok!"

"Really? There's a mark on your face-"

"WHAT OH NO MY DAD WILL KILL ME WHY DO YOU HAVE SUCH QUICK REFLEXES AND SO MUCH STRENGTH OMG OMG OH NO OH NO!"

Adrien shuffled his feet and said, "I'm really sorry. Really. Could I help you?"                                      

"How?" Mari sniffed.

"I don't know, you tell me."

"Ok, could you house me for a while? You did say you were a model so I could get comfortable."

"Oh! Um..." He couldn't house her! Then all her impression of him would be lost. "Please?" she begged so pleadingly, he couldn't say no. The truth came pouring out of him. "But I'm not a model. I'm a baker."

Her reaction made him wince. "WHAT THE HECK! DIDN'T YOU SAY YOU WERE A MODEL?"

"I lied. So you could get a good impression on me."

"Why did you lie! I love sweets and pastries! Oh, come on, if you had told me sooner, I would've ordered a dozen macaroons and croissants and this and that! ADRIE-EN!"

"Wait, you're happy?" He was surprised. Most of the kids bullied him because a baker isn't super-rich and popular. 

"Ok, I'm gonna go get some ice for my face." She glared at him playfully and sashayed to the principal's office.

"Oops."

Suddenly, someone behind him punched him and said, "Oh look! It's the little baker boy! He's hanging out with a model! Wow! As if. She left you. She doesn't need ice, she just said that to get away from you."

"No, she didn't!" Adrien turned around to see Nathaniel, Ali, and Bumba sneering at him. Ali pushed him to the ground and Bumba sat on him, eating a sandwich(Yes, he's the eat boy. There's always an eating boy in the team of 3). "Ow!"

Nathaniel mocked him and punched his face. Adrien wanted to punch him back so badly but that would ruin the reputation of his parents' bakery. At least...the eensy bit of reputation they had.

"Oh yes, she did. Did you see the way she smirked and sashayed?" Ali said.

Adrien was at a loss for words. He had been tortured every day but he had never felt this much pain before. Where was Ladynoir or the police when you needed them? 

He couldn't hold it back. He sobbed, pushing Bumba off and curling up into a ball. 

"Oh, don't cry little baby! Your mommy will come and pick you up!" Bumba harrumphed. 

He cried even harder, not caring about the way Ali and Nathaniel were beating him black and blue. 

Finally, Marinette came out and when she saw the sight, she gasped. She ran over to Adrien and death-glared the boys. She scolded, "Don't you know manners? You idiots! Why must you hurt him?! You group of idiots should be punished for this!" And with that, she called the principal who took Nathaniel, Ali, and Bumba and dealt with them. 

"Oh, are you ok?" she cupped the crying boy's face and pulled him into a hug. "I-I'm f-fine. T-th-those boys, they h-hurt me a-and," he hiccuped, "they told m-me that y-you left me."

"I didn't leave you! I actually went to go get ice!"

He hiccuped again and responded, "Why did you smirk then?"

"I was going to drop some of the ice on you as revenge for giving me a punch mark! I have photoshoots ya know! But you have more punch marks than me!"

"Well, th-that didn't wo-work out," he stuttered out, coughing up blood as Nathaniel hit his back so hard, it made blood come up. (My poor baby)

She gasped and immediately proceeded to call 911 but she was stopped. "No. I don't need the a-ambulance. Please. I just want to c-curl up in your arms and rest. That's it. No ambulance."

"Alright. But I already asked the teacher to let me leave with you, so we can go to your house." Adrien slouched against her and asked, "How? I can't walk. I think I broke my bones."

"You did no such thing. How much do you weigh?" 

"99 pounds last time I checked." (Btw, I do not know how much an average weight for a teenager is)

"I think I'll carry you to my car."

"But-" 

"No buts!" She swooped him up in her arms and struggled to get to her limo. Adrien didn't know whether to smile at her generosity or to frown at her struggling. Finally, he buried his face in her neck and tickled her with his breath. 

Marinette giggled, "No tickling! It'll be harder for me to walk!"

He took long breaths of the honey scent that emitted from her. "Do you use perfume? If so which one?"

"No perfume. This is my normal scent."

"Welp, your normal scent smells gooood~" He didn't mean to say that, but he was getting dizzy which was making him say things.

Ok, y'all, that was long so I'm going to end it here and continue it on the next part. I don't want my whole story to be 5 long chapters!