Chapter 4: Marinette!

Chloe takes her phone out and Adrien grabs out of her hand. "Adrikins, please. She started it all. It is all her fault."

"I don't think so," Alya also stands.

"Stop," I say. "It doesn't matter. I am the one who caused a disruption. It is my fault."

I get up and walk to Mr. Damocles' office. Everyone just watches me walk out. I knock on his door.

"Come in," Mr. Damocles looks up. "Marinette, what brings you to my office?"

"I caused a disruption in class," I answer. Miss Bustier walks in with Adrien and Chloe.

"What is going on, Miss Bustier?" Mr. Damocles questions.

"It wasn't Marinette's fault. She is just planning to take the fall for Chloe's misbehavior. Adrien can attest to that," Miss Bustier answers. Soon, Chloe is given a warning and I get off scott-free.

We walk back to class and Chloe just sits down, so unlike her. I am sure that she has become pretty startled but so have. I never once thought that Adrien would ever stand up for me.

At lunch, Alya and I both sit at a table. Quickly joined by Nino and Adrien.

"So, Marinette. What inspired you to create this beautiful design?" Alya starts off.

"I just loved a simple but wide open the Agreste Mansion is," I answer.

"Wait, you were inspired by my house?" Adrien asks shocked.

"Yeah, I even have a few that are inspired by the cafe and my old room. I get inspired easily," I chuckle.

"Marinette," Chloe says behind me causing me to jump.

"What do you want, Chloe?" Alya answers for me.

"I wanted to talk," She says with a low voice.

"Well, if you want to talk to her then you can say it right here and now," Alya smirks.

"I need to talk in private."

"How long do you think it will take?" I ask, Alya looks at me like I am crazy.

"A couple of minutes," She answers. I get up and we leave the others at the table.

"What do you need?" I ask.

"I wanted to tell you that my father wants you to design my dress for prom. I normally would decline but if you can make something that is beautiful enough that I will wear it, then I will take back what I said," Chloe hands me a piece of paper.

"What is this?"

"What I would like you to incorporate into my dress if you can."

"Sure, I can do it. Also I am sorry about earlier."

"Hey, it is okay. You said yourself that you are tired."

I walk back to the group. I can't believe that she actually asked me to design her dress. I mean, I am already designing 5 other dresses and 4 suits: Alya, Alix, Rose, Juleka, Adrien (per his request), Nino, Max, Nathaniel, and Mine. I only have a week and a half. Crap, I forgot about that.

"Hey, guys. Do you have anything special that you want for your outfits for prom?" I ask. They laugh knowing that I had almost forgotten.

"Don't worry, I took the liberty of asking everyone you are design outfits for what they would like," Alya says hanging me a piece of paper. "When do you want us to come and get our fittings?"

"This weekend. If it comes sooner I will tell you," I answer, and I start to eat faster.

"Dudette, you are going to choke if you eat like that," Nino says and they laugh.

We walk to class together and I start my designs. Soon the end of the day comes, Adrien and I meet Nathalie and the bodyguard at the car. We wave goodbye to Nino and Alya. Adrien holds open the door for me and I climb in. At the mansion, I head to the room that they are lending me. I quickly get to work on all the designs while looking at the two papers.

Juleka: Purple or Dark Blue, long, simple.

Rose: Pink, short or medium length, incorporate flowers.

Alix: Red, long, silky

Alya: Bright color, short, paw prints

Adrien: Green tie, black suit.

Nino: Bright color tie, gray suit.

Max: Blue tie, green suit, incorporate codes.

Nathaniel: red suit.

Chloe: yellow, layered, medium length, bees.

Before I know it, dinner is ready and I walk downstairs to eat. I see Adrien but as I expected No Gabriel Agreste.

"Marinette, after dinner Gabriel would like you to talk with him in his office," Nathalie says as if she could read my mind.

"Thank you, ma'am," I look at Adrien. I know that a part of him is jealous of me because his father actually wants to talk with me. I feel so bad for him. Not only is his father very distant, he lost his mother a few years ago.