𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑, miraculous au

Chapter 7

"What's got you looking so anxious, Mar?" I shot my head up and bit back a sigh as Zoé sat down beside me.

"I'm just hungry and can't wait to eat lunch, that's all." I answered surprisingly quick. I was doing my best to avoid looking at her, but she wasn't making it easy.

She had that look on her face she got whenever she was thoroughly annoyed about something and I happened to be one of those things she was annoyed with. It wasn't that I was avoiding her or that I didn't want to hang out with her or anything. I actually kind of missed her and the girls.

It was just that I had a bit of a more pressing matter at hand. And to say that I had made little progress where Adrien was involved was putting it lightly. In fact, I hadn't actually moved anywhere at all with him. He still continued to be as unpleasant as always and the permanent scowl printed on his ridiculously handsome face never left.

I wasn't so sure if he was always this angry or if his rude attitude was just because I happened to be following him around like some sort of lost puppy.   

I didn't expect him to take me back to his grandmother's house. Like, ever. I doubted I would ever get to see Charlie and Charlene again— who I did happen to like very much. And I probably would never get to meet his little cousins, Cadence, Shane and Kai. 

To be honest, I was beginning to feel like a bit of a stalker. But it wasn't like I'd been given exact instructions or anything.

Colt had basically said, "You are the only one that can keep him out of trouble." which I let myself believe, so that was a rather daunting task resting on my shoulders, I was a little more than stressed out at the moment. And now I was having best friend troubles, too? Luck was just so not on my side at the moment. 

"I think you're lying." Zoé had said right after I broke away from my thoughts. I let out a groan and rubbed my eyes for a moment.

"It's not a lie. I am hungry and I am stressed."  

She did not look convinced at all. Her glossed lips pressed in a tight line as she straightened out her designer coat, i'm guessing Chloé made her wear, giving me a stern look. 

"You're stressed and can't tell me why?" She asked in a slightly offended look. "But you can share it with Adrien Agreste? Right." She added pettily and looked down at our conjoined desks.

For some odd reason, my guard instantly went up and I became insanely protective over Adrien whenever she mentioned him. It was a little weird, considering I didn't know him all that well and I had no right to feel that way, but I felt like it was my job to shield him from all that was said about him.  

That was stupid, of course, because Adrien clearly didn't care about what people thought of him. Or maybe he does?

I have no clue.

"Zo, you don't even know him," I reminded her stiffly. "He's not that bad of a guy."

Zoé snorted, rolling her blue eyes up at the ceiling. "He's about as empty as a person can get, Mar. I don't think you see that. Do you have a crush on him or are you actually in love with him or something?"  

I felt a blush immediately speed to my face and let out a squeak only capable of Minnie Mouse and nearly knocked my history book off of the desk.