I hope all of you guys enjoy my writing more than I do. I think I stink at writing, but my friend made a bet with me cause she claims I write good stories. Long story short, I lost and now I have to write a story. All I'm gonna do is wing it! I'm only writing three chapters, unless you guys like it! The things in bold are either me saying things to you guys or point of view changed. Italics means thoughts. ALSO, the pictures at the top of each chapter have nothing to do with the story.

Adrien's POV:

Of course. I get yelled at for being five seconds late to a fucking photo shoot.

"I expect better from you Adrien!" My father sighed.

"I'm sorry that I'm not perfect!" I yelled, rolling my eyes. Storming to my room, doors slamming behind me.

I hate being perfect! Do I get a break? No! Why in the fuck do I call him father when that's the one thing he can't do right? I sighed. Calm the fuck down Adrien, you don't want to get akumatized.

Suddenly, someone knocked on my bedroom door.

"Adrien, your father wasn't done talking to you!" Nathalie states.

"Whatever!" I roll my eyes. I walk to his office, walking straight in instead of knocking.

"Adrien! Son! Don't storm off again!" He scolded.

Why? It's not like you actually parent anyway! "M'kay." I sigh.

"Adrien!" He sighed. "What the hell is with your attitude lately?"

I rolled my eyes. "Of course you don't know. You never know or care. Hell you don't ever pay attention to me!" I huff, flinging myself into a chair.

"Just go to your room!" He sighs, putting his head in his hands.

"Ok!" I walk away, locking both doors to my room once I get in.

"I need to clear my head or I might just get akumatized." I sigh.

Plagg sighed. "Fine, but I better get double camembert!"

~Transformation sequence~

I hopped out the window, heading out for some croissants and a friend.

After a few minutes, I reached the Dupain-Cheng bakery. Hopping down into a nearby ally to detransform.

"Where's my camembert?" Plagg asks.

"You'll get some at home, I want to hang with a friend!" I sighed.

"Ok!" Plagg huffed.

When I walked into the bakery, I noticed Marinette was working the cash register.

"Hello, how may I-Oh, Adrien! Hi! What would you like?" Marinette spoke.

"Well, I came for two reasons actually." I hesitated.

"And those are?" Asked a curious Marinette.

"One, I wanted a croissant. Two, I wanted to hang out with a friend." I spoke, kind of nervous.

"Well, we can hang out after I take your order if my mom will let me leave the register. Also, what kind of croissant do you want?"

"A normal one is fine, thank you."

After I got my croissant, she went to the back to talk to her mom. After a couple minutes, she came back with her mom. Marinette coming to hang with me and her mom heading to the register.

"Ready to go?" I asked.

"Yea-Wait no! My purse is upstairs! Want to come with me while I grab it?" Marinette spoke.

"Sure!" I respond. She seems way more calm than when we're at school!

We walked up to her house, her being careful on the stairs up and me being ready to catch her if she falls.

I swear, I wish you and LadyBug were the same person!

Marinette's POV:

I had been working the cashier in the bakery for my parents almost all day today and really wanted a break. Sadly, another customer came in.

"Hello, how may I-Oh, Adrien! What would you like?" I spoke, staring into his emerald green eyes.

"Well, I came here for two reasons actually." He hesitated.

"And those are?" I asked, curiosity getting the best of me.

"One, I wanted a croissant. Two, I wanted to hang out with a friend." He said, kind of nervous.

"Well, we can hang out after I take your order if my mom will let me leave the register. Also, what kind of croissant do you want?"

"A normal one is fine, thank you."

After I gave him his croissant, I walked to the back where my dad was baking and my mom was reading.

"Mom, can I leave and hang out with a friend?" I nervously ask.

"Sure sweetie, I'll follow you out!" She answered.

"Really! Thanks maman!" I kissed her cheek, then walked out to Adrien.

"Ready to go?" He asked.

"Yea-Wait no! My purse is upstairs! Want to come with me while I grab it?" I spoke, worried to leave Tikki behind incase of an akuma.

"Sure!" He respond.

I cautiously walked up the stairs to my house, worried I'd fall in front of my crush. Even though I swear he was ready to catch me at any given moment.

I love you so much, I'll be heartbroken when you get a girlfriend who isn't me.

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