Adrien's POV
I walked away like a total dumbass. She was bawling, sobbing, she sounded like she was in agony; I did nothing. I don't know why I didn't, but I simply walked to my car and drove off. That was certainly not one of the brightest moments for me.
Therefore, I was anxious to see Marinette the next day. I was expecting her to come in with a frown on her face in place of the usual smile. I expected to see bags under her eyes, and even smudged makeup like she had been up all night crying. So I was a bit shocked when she came in looking even more chipper than usual. Then something else shocked me. She ran over to Luka and he engulfed her in a hug while spinning her around. It seemed I was not the only one shocked and confused by this.
"Um, did I miss something, dude and dudette?" Nino asked with his head tilted to the side.
"Yes, Girl," Alya cheered her on.
"Get a room you two," Kim heckled.
Marinette wore a blush on her face as everybody attacked her and Luka with questions. Luka just stood next to Mari, with his arm still around her shoulder, and tried to answer all the questions. The entire group seemed to give some type of commentary. I was still frozen in my place, though. The group was getting rowdy. I decided as one of the leaders of this team, I should step in. And I was curious myself.
"Hey," I yelled, catching the groups attention. "Let's hear what their explanation is."
Marinette gave me a nod, and her blush deepened as I nodded back.
"So," Marinette began in her faint voice, "we are best friends."
The team all simultaneously started shouting out comments. Some seemed sad, saying they shipped the two. Some seemed ecstatic—myself partly included—that she was still single. Some seemed neutral about Marinette's statement. Some just made jokes about what Mari told them—not mockingly, of course. But the person's reaction I was most stunned abut was Luka's. The man looked so confused. I knew that he liked Mari. His face of confusion quickly changed as Marinette's gaze fell back on his.
"How did this newcome best friendship form over night like that?" I questioned.
Marinette's face got even redder before she stuttered, "Oh—um. . .well. . ."
"I just helped her out with something she needed help and assistance with," Luka said for her.
The group did a unanimous 'oooooooooh'. This made all of us laugh out loud.
"So, let me get this straight," I started, "you and Luka are not a couple."
Marinette nodded immediately while Luka waited to look at her reaction, probably hoping that she would say they were a couple. His face fell a little when she had an immediate reaction.
"Good," I mumbled to myself.
"Sorry?" Marinette moved closer because she didn't hear what I had said.
I waved it off, "Nothing."
Then, as if it couldn't be anymore perfect timing, Master Fu instructed us to start warmups.
Marinette groaned before joining all of us. We all laughed at her now routine reaction.
Le Time Skip
After practice, I decided that I should approach Mari. I felt that I needed to explain myself. The only problem, I still had no idea why I was so dumb and didn't just tell Lila and Chloe to fuck off.
So after practice, I walked over to Mari, and tried to mentally prepare myself. I had imagined things I could possibly say to her, but it all dissipated when I saw her face.
"Hey, Adrien. What's up?" She greeted.
"Nothing much. What's up with you?" I repeated the greeting.
She sighed, "Nothing."
The sigh was not content, and that threw me off. I almost felt like she was testing me. I gave into the sigh.
"That sigh of yours doesn't really sound like nothing to me," I expressed.
She sighed again, "I just had a rough night after practice yesterday, I guess."
"Care to elaborate?" I asked, even though I already knew what she was going to say.
What was I doing? I was there, and I'm pretending like I didn't hear what the girls said to her.
"Well," she sighed again, "Lila and Chloe. . ."
"Are bitches?" I finished for her with a chuckle.
She laughed too before putting her thinking face on.
"They. . .said some things to me yesterday. . .that did make them seem very bitchy," she exclaimed while looking down at her white cheer sneakers.
"Like what exactly?" I asked, even though I knew the terrible things they said.
She blushed like most people would. She seemed to think for a minute, and I could tell that she was contemplating what to say.
"You know," she said after a few minutes, "I'm not even going to sugar coat it because they sure didn't. They basically said that I was sucking your. . .dick so that I could get the spots that I'm getting on the team."
I was a bit astonished that she explained it like that. It made me blush a little.
I cleared my throat to try and calm myself before saying, "O-obviously that is not ture."
"I know. They were really mean about it," she bit her lip, and I just about groaned.
This pissed me off. I knew Lila and Chloe were pieces of shit, but this is ridiculous. They have no right to talk to anybody like that. And if that girl is Marinette, you better pray to god that you have a good reason for being a dick.
"Marinette, I want you to know how incredibly talented you are. The spots you get are given to you because you work so hard. You are so good. You might even be better than me," she scoffed at this comment, but I simply went on. "Chloe and Lila are good, but they know they'll never be Marinette Dupain-Cheng good. You have such a gift, and they are trying to take that away. You know what I think when Chloe and Lila say something really dumb?"
She had an expression of awe as I gave her the pep talk.
"What?" she asked.
"Who gives a shit about what you say?"
This chapter sucks ass. I'm hella tired. It's school break though. Sorry it's been so long. Thank you for being patient. Love all of you and the support.
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