I swear to gawd i posted this chapter yesterday smh
But I basically know what happens so here's a lil heads up
Insults, Adrien and Marinette Moment, Flashback. I mean I enjoy writing chapters as much as the next person, but I'm not sure if I can make it the same as the other one. I MEAN THE OTHER ONE WAS 2200+ WORDSSSwell here's the crappier version of my original chapter may have also changed a few things
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Chapter four
Nicknames
✕♛✕♕✕Marinette's P.O.V
I walked down the halls, the last few days of this week haven't been bad. Glares and rumours died down after I had clearly shown no emotion to Adrien, besides hating him. People have told me I hated him for no absolute reason, he was in a 'phase'.I mean I completely understand what it's like to have someone so dear to you die like that, and at such a young age. When your young you don't have a true grasp of what life is really like besides happiness and peace. I don't necessarily hate him to the point I want to rip his throat out, more like I can't look at him the same way.
I didn't even know what the hell I did! I was just trying to help him, and he just went cold to me. Of course after kindergarten we didn't see or acknowledge each other until he became the player of the school. That may also be the other reason I hate him.
Boys are confusing, they can be so nice and happy until the get hit by a truck and become this new person with a new personality. Well in my case, it could be different for other people, but for me that's my exact representation of what boys personalities are to me.
Last Period had just finished and I was making my way to the lockers, I could feel my red and black flannel cardigan slowly falling of my shoulders. I was wearing this cardigan with a black strapless bustier crop top, that showed a little bit of my belly, with waist high jean shorts, the cardigan ended roughly half way of my thighs. Then some thigh high black stockings and some red sneakers.
My hair was originally in a low ponytail, but it must have slipped out. I could feel stares I got from the boys, and whispers from the girls. This was a normal thing, it was because I had used to be so close to Adrien when we were kids, his friends made rumours he likes me, you know what I call that? Bullshit.
I held my books to the side of my waist, gripping them so they won't fall. In the distance, I could see a very familiar brunette running to me with her ombré hair flowing in the air. From what I could tell, she was wearing an orange and white flannel, with a pair of leggings and a halter crop with a wifi symbol on it, and a few words on it.
"Mari~ Nino did something to me! While I was asleep! He gave me this!" She shoved her wavey ombré hair out of the way to show a bruise on her neck. "He punched you in the neck?" "No you dumbass! It's a hickey! And he's been following me all day!" She whined and complained.
I started laughing, "This isn't funny! For all I know I could get raped!" I doubled over by her comment. I couldn't, take it. This was too funny. "Great support Marinette, no wonder your my best friend" she sarcastically commented, before rolling her eyes.
I wiped my tears away, "You love me, admit it. I'm the only person here that can keep you sane and understand your gibberish" I giggled. She looked away and crossed her arms, I chuckled and started walking to my locker "I love you too" I shouted.
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FanfictionC O M P L E T E D ✕♛✕♕✕ "What about the promise we made when we were kids, Mari," He smiled. I felt shocked he remembered my nickname. That smile.. A sudden wave of realisation washed over me, taking my wrist back. "That promise died on the day you...