Heartbreak - [COMPLETED]

Origins: remix

Bridgette was terrible as an apprentance. It didn't look anything like it does in the Anime! Given her life wasn't an anime no matter how much she wished it was.

"What kind of idiot burns bread? Oh wait that me... "

It was only 7:40. She should have at least another hour or so before school was supposed to start so at least she can start on preping the dough for tomorrow. Bridgette found that since she lost memory that lifting heavy things like a few bags 10 lbs. of flour was nothing to her. She wasnt sure how she got this toned and firm body. Should she be scared?

[Crash!!"]

Bridgette jumped as soon as she heard crashing up stairs. She tried not to notice how much her fingers clenched the crumbling bread in her hands as she posed for a fight. She unclenched her fists slowly and let the crumbs fall from her hands with a shaky breath. This is why she was in Paris she reminded herself. The Parisian Amnesia and Reasearch Recovery Center was possibly the only clue to what happen the day she collapsed. Marinette was possibly the clusmiest person on the planet but that doesn't explain how jumpy she was...

"Bridgette!! Good morning"

"Good morning uncle. Your up early."

"Yes. Marinette wanted to bring macaroons for class. And look at this... this is my Mari's design."

"Wow she's really talented. Wish I was too."

Again my pitiful black bricks were getting me down. I felt a hand on my shoulder and found a warm smile. Uncle Tom was a amazing baker and the best uncle I ever had.

"You will be greatest baker Paris has to offer. You just need practice and a just as amazing teacher."

I couldn't help but smile. He was right. One day I'm going to look back at these baguettes and laugh. I have to keep up my confidence and one day I know I will do better. I gave my uncle a big hug forgetting I'm still a doughy mess.

"But. As much as I love your enthusiasm for baking. You should probably get ready for school."

"Huh? Doesn't school start at 9?"

"... My dear. School starts at 8 in Paris."

Bridgette heart jumped into overdrive. Looking down at her apron and found that she was covered in flour and wet dough. As she rushed past her uncle she tossed her soiled apron in the hamper. Doing her best not to fall going upstairs she found her Aunt and younger cousin already sitting at the table.

"Chloe is evil mom."

"She's not evil dear. she's just. she's.... She's special that's all."

"Yea. Special pain in my-"

"Bridgette! hello darling. Did you sleep well?"

"Y-yes ma'am." ('Lies...')

Really because your mother told me about th-"

"-Um sorry auntie but we really have to hurry if I don't want to be late."

Marinette jumped up from her seat and jumped up to her feet. She looked down at her self and realized she was still in her pink pajamas. I tried not to laugh as she looked behind her to the ovan's clock. We had about 15 minutes before school. She rushed to get dressed as I went to take a shower.

...

Marinette watched her cousin rush upstairs to shower their shared room. Bridgette had a small twin where her desk used to be. But she didn't mind. Her room was still pretty large even with the two of them. She was so excited for her cousin coming over from America.

Marinette pulled off her pink sleep shirt and shorts. She was really glad she set out an outfit ready. Quickly she pulled up her pink pants and her personal designer jacket. She grabbed her purse and decided to check on her cousin. From outside the door she still hears the shower going.

[Knock. Knock]

"Bridgette. Im going to get the macaroons from the bakery. Meet me outside ok!"

"Okay! I'm almost done!"

Marinette went down to her families bakery for the sweets her papa prepared. The macaroons were a wonderful green and had special logo she personally designed. Her parents asked where her cousin was and she told them she was almost done. Marinette decided to wait outside the bakery for Bri.

There were a few people waiting at the crosswalk. Mist were distracted with their phones or each other. Marinette saw an old Chinese man struggling to make it across. Poor old man didn't even see the red car. Marinette looked back and forth hoping mabey the old man would see the car and turned back. He was already past the point of no return and Marinette couldn't help but move.

She ran into the street and pulled the man to safety. Sadly she tripped on the curse and dropped her sweets. Her poor poor macaroons were all over the floor. Didn't stop people from stepping on them and ignoring the whole scene.

"I'm so sorry miss. Ah what a disaster."

"Its ok. Disaster is kind of my thing."

[Riiiing]

Marinette didn't have time to talk to the man or even ask if he was ok. For a second she jogged in place waiting for Bri to come ok out from the bakery. The schools bell rang had already rung and she didn't want to be late.

Time skip

Bridgette felt a rumbling explosion coming from the school. Like a trance she ran outside to see a rock monster. She felt th e need to follow the monster but wasnt the only one. A girl with firely red air and glasses ran from Marinettes school.

That feeling again came back but more curious in nature. She caught up to the girl easily which was surprising. She was terrible in P.E so how. She found the mysterious and possibly crazy girl hiding behind a car.

"Who are you? Shouldn't you be inside?"

"My name is Bridgette. And I could be asking you the same thing."

"I'm Alya. Future journalist of Paris. Nice to meet you."
"Thanks. It's nice to meet you."

Both girls dunked down behind a car when Ivan turned around. His large rocky body left deep foot prints in the streets. Ivan yellow eyed glowed with anger and continued heading toward the stadium.

"Say you wanna be my camera girl. I need a good shot that doesn't look like a selfie."

"Yea! Sounds fun!"

Both girls ran for the monster that was heading in an odd direction. Still one step behind the monster they saw him scream a boys name. The boy with a red shirt heard the monster and started running.

"Who's the wuss now!?"

Bridgette and Alya set up in one of the entrances to the field. Bridgette blamed the nerves for her heart beating so fast. Alya and herself watched as Kim was saved by...

'Chat'

Bridgette saw a blonde boy in black leather and could hear the blood in her ears thump. Everything was burning and it was getting harder and harder to breath. Her vision was going in and out.

"Bridgette! Are you ok?!"

Alya found her new friend sitting on her knees along the wall. Alya tried to move to help the pigtails girl but she held out her hand.

"I'm ok. It's nothing. Do this one without me. Trust me. You don't wanna miss this."

Bridgette felt a strange guilt but why? Who was this boy. Her vision finally blacken when a red blur hit the field. Her head hit gravel and she couldn't help but sleep.