The Storm {1}

                                    

                                          
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   "Today is the day," Marinette told herself, looking into the bathroom mirror and trying to encourage herself, "You got this."
                          
   "Marinette!" Sabine called, "You're going to be late!"
                          
   This sent the bluenette into overdrive as she began to multi-task, almost brushing her teeth with her hairbrush and brushing her hair with her toothbrush. 
                          
   The teen quickly changed into some cute clothes she set out the night before (which took almost 3 hours of talking with Alya over the phone just to pick out a shirt and Tikki watching everything in confusion). It was all worth it in the end when Marinette looked into the mirror, still satisfied with what she was wearing.
                          
   Marinette quickly grabbed her school bag and a croissant before sprinting to school. Not even the teacher scolding her for being late, couldn't change her happy and excited mood. After all, she was going to the movies with Luka tonight!
                          
   The bell signaled the end of the first class and everyone began to pack their stuff.
                          
   "Girl! Is that really you? Wow!" Alya squealed, making her best friend sheepishly smile and softly blush, "You look good!"
                          
   "Thanks! I just hope it's good enough for tonight," Marinette timidly spoke and moved a strand of hair out of her face. Alya hooked an arm around her best friend's shoulders as they made their way to their next class.
                          
   "Believe me, girl. You're stunning," the ombré teen complimented, earning a bigger smile from Marinette. Suddenly, the bluenette perked up in realization.
                          
   "Oh, shoot! I need to go grab my history book from my locker!" She panicked, "I'll meet you in class! Gotta run!"
                          
   Marinette practically ran down the nearest set of stairs and headed towards the locker room. Alya blinked her wide eyes before guilt began to take over her mind.
                          
   "Did you tell her?" A small voice came. Alya turned around to see a worried Mylene approaching. The ombré teen shook her head, replying, "No...I just don't know how to tell her."
                          
   Mylene nodded understandingly before Alya let out a long sigh.
                          
   The calm had come to an end...
                          
   ...and the two could feel an oncoming storm starting to form.
                          
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   Adrien woke to something soft hitting his face.
                          
   He didn't think much of it at first until the thing hit his face again. Green eyes fluttered open in confusion and tried to register what was happening.
                          
   That's when he noticed something black and green filling his vision and the close prominently it held. The blonde teen stared for a moment longer before being startled fully awake, shooting up in bed in fright. 
                          
   Plagg flew off of Adrien's stomach and was unable to latch his claws onto anything. The black cat flew by the bed's edge and fell onto the carpet below. The teen rubbed his eyes before looking at the grumpy cat glaring daggers at him.
                          
   "Sorry, Plagg," Adrien sheepishly apologized, scratching the back of his neck. The boy looked over at the giant cat bed to see the red cat still all curled up and spouting z's.
                          
   The ex-model removed the blankets off of him and kicked his feet off the side of the bed. Plagg managed to get back onto his feet and limp over to join his partner. Adrien stretched his arms before standing up to check the cat bowls. They still seemed fine on food and water so the blonde continued on to change clothes.