Chapter 3: Chloe's Mad, Marinette's Crying!

After last night, I feel a bit better about staying in the Agreste mansion. I have decided to wear my new design to school today. I am really happy that I get to intern under Gabriel Agreste. Though it is still weird that I am living in the same house as Adrien right know. Currently, we are in his family car pulling up to the school. Alya and Nino both are waiting for us on the front steps. I see Chloe standing at the bottom of the stairs. Adrien gets out of the car and turns to help me out. Chloe notices me and rushes over.

"What do you think you are doing, Mari-trash?" Chloe screams. Nathalie gets out of the car to help me out. Adrien is yanked to the side and Chloe reaches out and snatches my arm.

"Chloe, Marinette is an intern for Mr. Agreste. Let her go," Nathalie tries to force her to let go.

"You trash, you can never become a fashion designer. You even wear ugly clothes. Just look at what you're wearing right now," She says.

"Chloe, knock it off," Alya says. Principal Mr. Damocles walks out. I wrench my arm away from Chloe. I feel the tears start to fall. I run up the stairs, I hear everyone call after me but I don't stop. I run to the bathroom alone. Tikki flies out in front of me.

"Chloe's right, Tikki. I am worthless," I say tears full streaming down my face.

"No, she is not. You are a great designer and you look amazing. I am sure everyone else believes that as well. In fact, Chloe is probably just jealous," Tikki says and hugs me the best she can.

I hear the bathroom door open and Tikki hides. Alya's voice echoes into the bathroom, "Marinette, are you okay? Chloe is so wrong. You are very good and I bet the cute shirt that you are wearing is your design."

Her shoes appear under the door of the stall I am hiding. I open the door and hug her. I know for a fact that she can tell I am crying. She wraps her arms around me, "Well do you think you can come to class. It is about to start."

"Yeah," I croak. We walk into class and I set my head on the desk.

"Dudette, you okay?" Nino asks, I hear Alya whisper something to them both.

"So you actually want to show your face in class with such an ugly outfit," Chloe says slamming her hand right next to my head. I have had enough.

"What, are you jealous that I am interning under Gabriel Agreste? That I am actually a great designer. That I have been asked to do other types of design for famous people. What is your problem? Can't you see that just because your dad is mayor and you are rich, you can't get everything in the world. You can't buy all your friends, or love. Jeez, lay off. I sick and tired of hearing all your insults. It might hurt me but I know better. I have friends because I am kind. Because I don't use my status to get out of every situation that comes my way. Because I can actually do my work. I am willing to put blood, sweat, and tears into everything I do. So go ahead and tell me I look ugly. That I am stupid, and alone. Just know that I know better. I might be crying know but in a minute I won't. So please, shut up!" I rant. Everyone looks so shocked. Even Miss Bustier, who I didn't see walk in.

"Marinette," Miss Bustier says.

"Sorry, I just am tired. Not myself," I say grabbing my bag to go to the principal's office.

"Marinette, I have never seen you like that. Don't worry, I am not making you go see Mr. Damocles," Miss Bustier states. I look at her wide eyed. "It wasn't your fault. Chloe is going to Mr. Damocles and we are all going to be witness."

"What, I am not at fault," Chloe says. "I'll call my father. You have no proof."

"I believe that we do have enough proof," Adrien stands up.

"Adrikins, what do you mean?"

"You going to through your status, I will throw mine onto the table as well."