The following no-school days, you spent it alone in your room. Your parents were working, so they don't really have time to be with you. You would occasionally just listen to music while they're gone, or just play with your phone.

It's really sad.

You sighed and went outside for air. It was really dark inside your room, as you were too lazy to open the blinds. You donned a blue jacket and put your hands on the pockets. You hummed a familiar tune and admired Paris' neighborhood; it had really tall chimneys and roof, perfect for Ladybug and Chat's swinging across the town.

And right on cue, they came running on the roofs. You spotted the one behind Ladybug, Chat Noir. You saw how his almost neon-green eyes glinted with excitement and happiness. You were caught off guard when he saw you looking at him. He gave you a smirk before running off to where his partner went.

Hours of mindless star counting, you figured that it was time to go inside. You went and turn on the lights, revealing the majority of your favorite color in your things. You yawned, although you didn't do anything this whole afternoon, it's really tiring to stay awake. You didn't bother changing, as you were already comfortable. You plopped on the matress and let the fatigue took over.

What you didn't realized was...

.... school starts tomorrow.

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You woke up to your mom pulling your leg.

"Y/N, just wake up already! You're going to be late on your first day!"

You groaned, anxiety crawling up at the back of your head. You scratched your head and sat up, your mom finally leaving. You scoffed at your worst bed head that you can feel birds laying on it. You yawned one more time before completely standing up and stretching. Feeling satisfied, hearing your bones pop, you went downstairs to your mom combing her wet hair.

You sat down and ate breakfast, saying good bye to your parents. You checked the time and decided to take a bath before regretting it later.

Luckily, you weren't late at your first day at school this time. It was filled with newer students that you haven't met before. You went to your new classroom, and fortunately, Ms. Bustier was still your homeroom teacher.

You waited, until the bell rang. The new and old students came to sit down. Nathaniel sat beside you, just like last year, Chloe and Sabrina were still here. The new students introduced themselves, and you tried to remember their names this time. One was named Alix and the other was Kagami. They were both girls. Oh! And there was this Luka guy? And he was secretly Juleka's brother all along!

Though unfortunately, Nino had to move to the other room because of the exceeding number of students per section. This made you all sad, especially Adrien; they've been friends from the very beginning.

The table now required atleast 3 seats. Luckily, you and Alya were seatmates, along with Nathaniel. Adrien sat together with Marinette and Alix. Chloe and Sabrina still sat together, but now has Luka with them. You were really happy with Alya and Nathaniel beside you, and in front of you was your blond friend. During class, he turned around and gave you a wink, which you smiled at. He always managed to brighten your day this year.

The class finished, and you and Alya decided to walk home together. Marinette already went home with Rose and Juleka earlier.

Exiting, the two of you saw Adrien's car. And on cue, you felt his hand ruffling through your hair again. You reached for his hand and twisted it, hearing him whine. Adrien shook his hand, gently caressing it. He sheepingly smile. "Sorry," he said.

You shook your head. "You never learn, do you, Agreste?"

Adrien laughed, though it was interrupted by his driver's countless of honking. He looked at its direction before turning back to you. "See you tomorrow,"

You kept your focus to him going towards the vehicle, until you were snapped out of your thought by your best friend beside you. "Well that was amusing and painful to watch. He didn't even acknowledged me," you looked at her sour expression. "It's like we didn't even met--"

"Hey!" Adrien called out. The two of you responded with a look. "Do you guys want a ride home?"

Alya's attitude took a 180 and smiled. "Sure!" She pulls your wrist before you even said something. You saw Adrien's smile nearing you and flicked his hand inside, as a sign that 'ladies should go first'. Alya went inside and you followed, with Adrien going in after you and closing the door.

The car turned and first went to Alya's house since it was closer. The whole ride was only filled with her typing. You passed the time by tapping your thighs and mouthing out the lyrics of the last song you've listened to. Adrien looked out the window. After a few minutes, Alya's house was now in view. The car only took a minor turn before abrupting into a stop.

Alya smiled before hiding her phone away and lifting her bag up. She opened the car door and waved good bye. "Bye guys! Call me, Y/N!"

The three of you said your good byes and she finally closed the door. Gorilla immediately turns the car and was now driving to your street. The silence was so uncomfortable for you, you're practically sweating without you knowing it. You tried to look out the window. You then steal a glance at Adrien quickly, and he was staring outside the window.

Suddenly, you felt your hand go warm. You were surprised to the point that you folded your toes and your fist were closed. You looked at your thighs but actually you looked at your hand that was held by your friend. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion and took another glance at Adrien. He was smiling.

Your cheeks were flushed as you panicked. You tried to be positive and quietly released a deep breath. While doing so, he tightened his grip on your hand, even rubbing your pinky finger.

Stop. You though. Stop. STOP. S T O P.

The car stopped, suddenly sending you forward.

Gorilla grumbled and you got the idea that you were home. You immediately jerked your hand back and smiled at Adrien, pretending nothing had happened. "Thanks, dork."

He laughed. "Yeah, see you."

You stood up and responded, "Yeah. Y-you too." You closed the door and turned around, facing the house door. The car left, before you brutally slapped your forehead. ""You too'?! What kind of a response it that? Ugh, stupid Y/N!" You kept telling yourself while internally punching yourself.

Luckily your parents weren't home yet, so you just did your homework while waiting for them, and hopefully they bring home dinner. While doing so, you had called Alya, who was also doing her homework. You were in the middle of your story-telling of earlier.

"Shut up!" Alya shouted, the smile was clearly in the tone of her voice.
"No. No way. He held your hand?!"

"Yeah, I mean." You shrugged. "What's the big deal? He just touched my hand and-- he-he uh, he smiled, and---"

"Big deal? Y/N, when a guy holds a girl's hand, it's clear the he likes her!!"

"So..." you wrote the formula on your notebook. "You're saying that..." You let her continue.

"Adrien likes yOU!!!"

"Dude, no. There's no way." You rolled your eyes as you closed your notebook. After that, you rolled in your bed, not caring if you messed your hair up.

"What?" You heard. "What makes you say that?"

"I don't know." The other line was quiet, as if Alya was waiting for you to continue. "I-I don't know! He could be like do it as a friendly gesture or something."

"Y/N, there is no such thing!

You sighed. "Okay, Alya. I'll think about it."

"No! Do something about it, girl! You should like kiss him or som---"

You ended the call.

You scoffed and threw your phone beside you. It took a long minute before you thrashed around in your room.

"FRICK!" You yelled. "These feelings aRE CONFUSING ME!" You jumped on the bed and punched the wall. "ADRIEN AGRESTE WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE AN AIRHEAD. DON'T BE SUCH A FREAKING FLIRT!"

end of chapter eight

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