*10 years later*

     Marinette was running to school late as always. Not that she could help it, being Paris' heroin she had to take on a lot of responsibility and a great deal of late nights patrolling. She hadn't been able to eat at home so she was trying to eat a golden brown croissant, that she had grabbed from her parents bakery, while running.

Meanwhile

"Ok class, today we have a new student who will be joining us for the rest of the year..." stated the teacher, beginning her slightly different lesson, using her usual cheery voice.
"Honey, if you could please come in."

  A boy around the age of 15 stepped into the classroom. He was tall, with golden hair and green eyes that you could get lost in by just glancing at them.

Of course Chloe knew who it was right away, so she proceeded ran up to him hugging him and attempted to kiss him-not that this was anything new.

  "This is my boyfriend Adrien Agreste" said Chloe in her sticky sweet voice plastering a fake smile on her face.

" We're like, totally a thing."

Adrien stood up taller, pushing Chloe aside.

"I'm not your boyfriend. I like someone else anyways." He glanced away as he spoke, looking up at the ceiling as he shocked the class with his words.

Marinette's POV

I rushed up the school steps-luckily not tripping over my own feet-but when I stepped into classroom, it was a whole 'nother story. I fell flat on my face, grabbing the attention of most people in the class-including a new kid.

I got up, cheeks red with embarrassment and brushed off my jeans. As I stood up, I looked at the "new boy." He looked slightly familiar. I could for sure recognize his eyes. I took a step towards him, trying to wave. As I did so, I tripped right over Chloe's foot. As I fell the half of the picture that had a picture of my childhood friend Adrien fell out of my bag. I carried that photo everywhere I went.

Damn it, damn it, damn it! I think. Why the hell am I so clumsy?!?!

The next thing I know I was standing face to face with the new boy, picture in hand. He seemed slightly angry for a reason that I do not know.

"How the hell did you get that picture of me!?" he snapped, looking me straight in the eye. "It belongs to someone else."

   "U-um sorry b-but t-t isn't a p-picture of you" I stammered, slightly shaking in fear.

"Then why do I have the other half?" he said taking a very familiar half of a picture out. The class gasped. I had forgotten about them.

I just starred at him wide eyed, not even trusting my own voice. "A-Adrian?"I whispered not beleving my eyes-or my luck.

He gasped, his green orbs softening as he whispered my name. "M-Marinette?" each syllable of my name was coated in disbelief.

I slowly reached for the picture he held and put it on the table next to me. The ripped edges fit tightened perfectly. I was in Cloud 9.

I gasped as he picked me up bridal style and spun me around completely forgetting about everyone around us.