The day felt never-ending. From the realm of abstract computation, to the depths of unfamiliar literature; Marinette felt trapped by the demands of such unnecessary erudition.

She searched the room, hoping to find even the slightest fraction of excitement amongst the immeasurable depths of apathy.

With her mind still lost within a mysterious dimension, she was suddenly brought back to reality.

"... Which equates to mass multipled by acceleration, Marinette."

"Huh, yes?"

The teacher looked down through her spectacles as she waited for a response.

"You weren't listening. Were you?" Ms. Mendeleev questioned the confused student.

"Yes, of course I was! You were talking about motion and..."

Marinette wasn't actually listening to anything that the teacher was saying. She had already learnt about Newton's laws, which was the primary reason for her loss of interest.

As she was about to continue, another student raised her hand.

"Yes, Kagami?"

A short Japanese girl glanced over at Marinette before answering the teacher's previous question, "You were talking about Force, Madame. And force is equivalent to acceleration times mass. Hence, the the heavier you are and the faster you go-"

"Yes, that is correct. Thank you, now please sit down and listen!"

As Kagami obeyed, the teacher seemed to loose her patience a little. She forced her spectacles up the bridge of her nose before turning her back to the class.

What was that all about?

Marinette was left confused and slightly annoyed. Was it normal for students to act that way? She wasn't sure, but she assumed it to be true.

With her questions left with no answers, she just sat alone amongst the other students as she tried to listen to what Ms. Mendeleev was saying.

Her attempts were meaningless. She quickly forgot her surroundings, and drifted back into her own world.

Before she knew it, class was over. She quickly gathered her belongings and headed out of the room.

She was relieved to get away from everyone. It was only her fourth day, but she still had difficulty fitting in. Most of the students in her physics class seemed rather arrogant, which made her feel uncomfortable.

She sighed, and just hoped that things would get better with time.

She walked down the busy hallway. There were students everywhere, which was a little overwhelming. She tried to ignore them, but it became increasingly difficult.

One of the school jocks accidentally bumped into Marinette. Without a second to even think, she felt herself being thrown across the hallway, until something hard broke her fall.

She groaned in pain as she tried to help herself up. There was no one in sight, which was a little discouraging.

Despite her predicament, she eventually managed to stand to her feet.

With her back pressed up against a door, she heard a faint sound coming from the other side. She placed her ear on the cold wood, hoping to hear the song a little better.

With her ear resting against the door, she began to listen very closely. Whoever was behind there, was definitely a talented musician. She didn't recognize the tune, but she could tell by the way that the song was being played, that it was done so with a lot of passion and emotion.

She was curious and decided to take a slight peak.

She reached for the doorknob and began to slowly push the door open. As the door swung open, a loud crash followed by silence entered her eardrums.

She froze as her eyes trailed around the room. At first she didn't see anyone, but as she looked to the right side of the room, she immediately became paralyzed with anxiety.

There, in the far corner stood a teenage boy with light blue hair. He was holding onto a guitar as he just started at her.

The silence that filled the room was deafening, and Marinette didn't know what to do. She merely looked at him, hoping for the awkwardness to disintegrate.

"Uhm... Hello?"

Marinette felt awkward. She didn't mean to intrude.

"Uhm... Hi. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to bardge in like that. I'll just leave and-"

The boy's response took her by surprise.

"Hey, don't worry about it. If you are interested, you are welcome to watch us rehearse."

"Us?" She asked a little confused.

"Yeah. Adrien and I," he pointed towards the piano that stood in the far left corner.

Marinette felt faint. She didn't see him before, as he was hidden away by the grand piano.

Great, he probably hates me even more now...

"We're actually looking for someone to join our band. You don't happen to play any instruments, do you?"

Marinette was still thinking about the fact that Adrien was there. He would probably not want her to join his group.

She looked at the boy whose name was still unknown, and frowned.

"Uhm... Yeah, I play the violin. But I don't think I'm any good," she seemed very unsure of herself as she shyly hid her face from him.

"Don't say that. If you want, you can play something on that violin over there," he pointed towards an old looking instrument. "Besides-"

Before he could continue, a blond head popped up from behind the piano.

"She clearly doesn't want to play. You can see it in her face, Luka. And I haven't told you yet, but I've already found someone. A drummer, and he's a professional," Adrien's voice was laced with annoyance as he looked at both of them.

Marinette instantly felt like a failure. Her expression changed from one of uncertainty to one of disappointment. She was right. Nothing she did would ever be enough for Adrien. She should have just accepted it while she had the chance.

"What? But we haven't even heard her play. She's just nervous, that's all," Luka gave Marinette a small smile while ignoring the blond pianist. "Would you like to play something?"

Marinette was quiet for a moment. She was contemplating her options. She wouldn't loose anything either way. After her mind was made up, she walked over to Luka.

"I'll give it a try," she gave him a slight smile without looking at Adrien.

She went over to the violin and picked it up. She sat down and took a deep breath. She hadn't really played for anyone before, and felt really nervous all of a sudden.

Without thinking too much, she positioned the instrument correctly underneath her chin.

With the bow in her right hand, she began to play a familiar tune.

For a moment, the world seemed to stop spinning. As she began to pour her heart out into the music, a sense of mystery filled the room.

Luka had never heard anything quite like that before. He was left dumbfounded. His jaw had practically hit the ground as he continued to stare in awe.

The girl who he had just met, who seemed super clumsy, was beyond no doubt exceptional.

The way her emotions seemed to tell a beautiful story through the music, was something indescribable.

Adrien felt his heart tighten. He wasn't ready to feel anything just yet, but the way she played the violin with so much desire, made him feel something greater than anything he had ever imagined.

He couldn't describe it, but he knew at that exact moment, she had something special.

As both Adrien and Luka continued to watch Marinette play the violin, they couldn't help but smile at her ability.

Adrien didn't even realize what he was doing until Luka looked at him.

"See, I told you! And look, even you enjoyed it," Luka gave Adrien a playful smirk.

Adrien quickly looked away, "Yeah, whatever. She's a good musician, okay!"

Adrien tried his best to cover the slight blush. He felt embarrassed. He had really misjudged her ability.

The blond just stood there with his arms crossed. His expression was unreadable.

Marinette's solo eventually came to an end. Luka looked a little sad, but he still smiled nonetheless.

"Wow... And you said that you weren't good!"

He went over to her, while Adrien stayed behind. Marinette looked up at Luka and blushed. She felt a mix between embarrassment and excitement.

"Thanks..." She mumbled.

"Wasn't she great, Adrien?"

Adrien was silent, and his glance looked deadly. Did he hate it? Marinette didn't know what to think as she tried to search for the right answer. She didn't know why, but she just couldn't take it if he hated the performance.

"Yes. She was great," his tone seemed to lack any type emotion.

He gave her a slight nod without meeting her hopeful eyes, then turned around. Luka and Marinette just watched as he left them alone.

"Does he hate me?"

Luka looked a little surprised, but he shrugged it off.

"I don't think so. He acts that way towards most people, so don't worry about it... I'm sorry, I didn't get your name..." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Uhm... My name's Marinette."

"Well, Marinette. You are an exceptional violinist. When you said that you weren't that good, I was expecting you to be about average. But you are very advanced. When did you start playing?"

Marinette though for a second before responding. "I think I was about three."

"Well that's incredible! Anyway, I'm sorry but I have to leave. I have something important to get to. Would you like to be in our band? I understand if you don't-"

She immediately interrupted him, "No. I want to!"

Luka was surprised at her extremely quick response, but he quickly smiled. He was overjoyed that she wanted to be apart of their band.

"Well that's amazing, Marinette. I'll give you my number and Adrien's, and you can just send one of us a message or something."

Marinette looked at him with an unreadable expression.

"Why Adrien's? I know that you said he doesn't hate me and everything, but I don't think-"

"Well it was his idea to form the band in the first place, so you might want to talk to him about it."

Marinette nodded as she took the piece of paper that had two numbers on.

"Well okay. Thanks, Luka."

With that, Luka gave her a slight tap on the shoulder and left.

As Marinette watched Luka leave, she brushed the edge of the paper with her finger tips. Did she make the right decision? She felt unsure and just hoped that she knew what she was doing. Luka seemed like a nice guy, but Adrien... He was something else.

Maybe she could help him overcome his issues, even though he didn't seem like he wanted any help.

She had made up her mind. She would do it. She would become part of their band. She would do it for Luka, but mostly for Adrien.

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