𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐑, miraculous au

Chapter 12

My phone was blaring the annoying ringtone that was the chorus of one of Jagged Stone's songs at a ridiculous hour in the morning, waking me up out of a seemingly blissful sleep. I let out a groan and rolled over, slapping my hand around on the nightstand until I found my cellphone.

It took me a second to figure out how to answer the call before putting the phone to my ear and grunting as a hello.

"Would you please hurry up and get out of the bed?" 

"Excuse me?" I sighed, fighting back a yawn. It took me half a second to realize that I happened to be talking to someone I didn't even know. "Uh, who is this?" I demanded, suddenly very awake as I sat upright.

"Who do you think this is, genius?"

Great. I recognized that familiar snarky voice. Of course it had to be Adrien calling me. I should've known. It wasn't as if I'd been talking to anyone else recently.   

"Adrien?" I said, rubbing my eyes. "Why are you calling me? And hey— more importantly, how did you get my number?"  

"Charlene gave it to me," Adrien said, like it should've been obvious. "Now get over here." 

"Over where?" I yawned, flopping backwards onto my mountain of pillows. "You woke me up to give me orders?"   

"Marinette." Adrien's voice sounded amused, something I'd definitely never heard there before. "It's almost one in the afternoon, and we're having dinner at four. Did you forget you were invited or did you decide that you're too good to meet the rest of my family?"  

Right. That's right. The dinner.

I tossed myself out of bed, landing on the floor, before dragging myself up and rushing to the bathroom.   

"I am so so sorry, Adrien," I babbled like an idiot. "I'll be over there as soon as I can, I didn't mean to uh—"   

"God, Marinette, will you shut up? Get over here and let's leave it at that."  

"Oh... okay, sorry." I sighed, biting my lip. "If you're sure." 

"Stop apologizing!" That's the last thing Adrien snapped before the line went dead. 

I glared at my phone before I threw it on the bed. I now hate cell phones.   

I didn't mean to oversleep and show up late to Christmas dinner with Adrien's family. Not only was that completely embarrassing, but Adrien also happened to be ticked off because of it.   

Well, Adrien happened to be ticked off about a lot of things, so there was really no point in worrying about that one.   

I probably could've spent a good few more minutes contemplating the workings of the universe like that, but I was already late as it was, so I figured I might as well get moving.   

I rushed my way into the bathroom and yanked on the shower faucet, stripping my pajamas off before stepping in the shower.   

I showered as quickly as possible, washing my hair with my favorite berry scented shampoo and scrubbing myself down with my body wash, before yanking off the faucet and wrapping myself up in a fluffy towel to sprint out of the bathroom and to the closet.   

Of course I was going to spend a few minutes standing in front of the row of clothes in my closet, wondering what I should wear to Christmas Eve dinner tonight. This rarely happened, so I was completely baffled as to why I happened to be freaking out in a surprisingly teenage girl move.

A moment later, I chalked it up to Adrien's fault.   

I probably spent a good half hour wondering what to wear and finally getting dressed. I decided on wearing a pair of bell bottoms and a flattering pink sweater that Zoé had managed to convince me to buy one of the few times we'd gone shopping together.