I'm starting to get a strange tingling sensation in the palm of my hand that almost makes my fingers go numb. It feels like thousands of pine needles are stabbing me in the bottom of my foot every time I take a step.

What is happening to me?

I finally get to have lunch with the nicest boy in Mulbain middle school and now I feel like I could faint at any moment. Wow, great timing brain!

"Marinette, are you okay?" Julie whispers while holding on to my arm tight as I feel my knees go weak.

I swat the air. "Yeah, I'm fine don't worry about me!"

The three of us sit down at an empty table that's covered with mascara tubes and plum purple eyeshadow. This is a lunchroom, not a makeup room, although it seems like it mine as well be called the girl's bathroom. Hundred's of girls go to the bathroom to do one thing and one thing only. They gossip and spread rumors around like it's a jar of Nutella.

I have even been the headline of the bathroom drama hour for accidentally going to the boy's bathroom. It wasn't exactly an accident but it was the nearest bathroom and plus I had the first day of school jitters. It felt like I had the whole zoo in my stomach.

If you dare to use the bathroom then you will be shunned down to the bottom of the social ladder. Not that it matters if I am anyways, but being number 2999 is better than being number 3000 right?

The girls apply makeup at lunch to show how wealthy they're by the makeup brands they buy.

"This must be fate!" Julie says dramatically, immediately picking up a tube of mascara and proceeding to apply it without a mirror.

"let's go get some lunch for all three of us!" Adrien suggests happily and cocks one eyebrow at Julie. I guess that he found out about her makeup obsession.

We walk toward the long lunch line, I almost stumble back because of how many people there are.

"Marinette!" A high pitched voice squeals from far away. I look around the Cafeteria but I don't see anyone who looks like they were calling my name or better yet even want to talk to me.

A wave of confusion breezes over top of my head.

Maybe I'm just hearing things, I heard that sometimes you hear things that aren't even there.

"I wonder if Adrien is annoyed by how long this line is.." I say inside of my head, or at least I thought.

Why do I always have to embarrass myself in front of people? Can't I just have one day that doesn't consist of me looking like an idiot?

Adrien flashes his legendary smile, showing all of his pearly whites. "No, it just gives me more time to people watch."

The both of us take three steps forward as soon as the line moves, pick up a pink tray, if it didn't have Chloe's initials on it I would say that it was the best school tray I've ever seen.

I can't believe that Adrien Agreste likes to people watch, not that I'm shaming him for it or anything I'm just shocked that he does normal things. I mean he's filthy rich I just assumed that he would do other things like going skiing.

"Marinette!" I hear the same voice yell but this time louder, closer. Almost too close. 

I grunt out of annoyance, I realize that Adrien might think that it was towards him so I try my best to smile, but it turned out to be more of an awkward one.

"I like to look at the way they interact. If they shudder at the basic human interaction, if they hug someone like their life depends on it. I guess that I'm so blocked off from the rest of the world that the simple things are the most interesting to me." Adrien rambles on.

"It's like he's reading my brain or something!" I accidentally say out loud once again. I place one of my hands over my mouth and look at the floor. The floor never looked this interesting to me until now.

"I mean you answered my question that it's like you knew what I was going to say. I explain while clearing my throat.

(breaks out into another random cheesy poem that I made up, sorry in advance I tried)

Maybe the simple things in life are the ones that give you pure happiness.

Happiness

The bright yellow sun

Happiness

The look on my face after you hit yet another home run

The lump in your throat is non- existent

When you have happiness

Swimming in a pool of rainbows

That always seemingly outweigh the lows 

No matter how hard of a day

How much you're paid

There's nothing like going home

Then arriving to a large hot cup of happiness

I'm starting to see double of everything, my vision is getting blurrier, so I grab on to the first thing that I can get my hands on. Unfortunately, that happens to be the white-button-down collar of Adrien's shirt. He's probably freaked out and wondering why I just grabbed on to his collar, what a great start Marinette.

Instead, he shoots me a worried glare and moves one of his hands to the small of my back and uses it to hold me up.

"Marinette are you okay?!" Adrien asks as he kneels down in his teal skinny jeans, causing the jeans to crease around the knee area.

"I'm f-" Before I can answer all I see is Julie rushing over with tears rushing down her face like a waterfall. She starts to pant around like a five-year-old, not caring about what anyone thinks about her. 

I wish that I could tell them that I'll be fine, that they should stop worrying but I can't even confirm that myself. 

I never even got to find out what Adrien's hair feels like and what our children will look like!

 Before I can continue my thoughts my vision goes pitch black.