arriving in France

Disclaimer: I don't own miraculous or American dragon.

"Jake, you forgot your Skateboard." Fu Wang shouts up to his grandson.

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming." Jake says, coming down the stairs of the living quarters over his grandfather's shop.

"Here. And I'm expecting a customer soon, why don't you get something to eat before unpacking. There is a good bakery nearby." Fu suggests, meaning Marinette's bakery while giving him the skateboard.

"Fine." Jake sighs annoyed, not understanding why he had to move half across the globe to live with his grandfather in France, despite him not even speaking it actively, having been taught by his mother because of her family ties in France.

Jake takes his helmet of the coat rack in the shop before leaving and going looking for the bakery his grandfather mentioned.

While he's skating down the streets of Paris, he hears a voice in his head say "get something with honey."

"Still haven't tasted enough? If you keep up the requests, I'm gonna get fat." Jake thinks back to his Kwami Longg with whom he has a symbiotic relationship, the Kwami living inside a birthmark of ying and yang on Jake's left shoulder.

"No you won't. You are active enough to go along with my requests even without us training our powers." Longg says.

"Whatever you say man." Jake thinks back and stops at a corner, looking at his phone for the location of the shop.

"I hate French street names." The green-haired teen grumbles staring at his phone intensely.

"Uh, he- hello can I help you?" He hears a female voice ask timidly in English with a heavy accent.

"Yes. Thank you, I'm looking for a bakery nearby." Jake replies in French, making her relieved she doesn't have to stumble around with her English skills, already beating herself up for offering help in the first place.

"There is a good bakery just down the street my classmate's father runs it actually." The girl with long dark hair and purple-pinkish accents tells him, pointing in the direction.

"Thanks. I'm Jake by the way." He says, offering a handshake.

"Juleka." The timid girl replies, shaking the hand, wearing black fingerless lace gloves, purple leggings and a black top with short black lace sleeves.

"Maybe I'll see you again." He says, letting down his skateboard and waves goodbye before taking off in the direction she pointed to with her looking after him for a moment, before heading to the park where she is planning to draw the nature scenery.

Jake arrives at the bakery maybe 4 minutes later and buys a few treats, due to Longg shouting at him internally to get more.

'Thanks Longg, now I have 6 baked goods to eat and I only wanted 2 you glutton.' Jake thinks, often annoyed he literally has to eat for two.

'Come on, it's not bad. Now find some place to eat. I'm starved. How about that park we passed earlier?' The Kwami suggests.

'What park?' Jake asks.

'The one across the street from where you met that girl you were checking out.' Longg replies in a teasing voice inside his head.

"Shut up you magikarp." Jake says out loud, with no one around to his knowledge but actually Marinette was standing on her balcony just above the teen and looks at him weirdly.

He then puts on his helmet again before jumping on his skateboard and rolls back to where he met the girl who helped him. He then sees the park his Kwami talked about and goes over to it, his skateboard in one hand and his bag of baked goods in the other.

When he arrives at the park, walking through it, looking for a quiet place to eat he sees the girl from before arguing with two guys older than them from their look.

"Give it back!" Juleka says, trying to take back her sketchbook, but one of the guys about 4 years older than her holds it out of her reach, the 14-year-old girl trying to reach it by jumping to no avail.

Jake sets down his food on another bench, before putting his Skateboard down and rides towards them, hopping onto another bench and jumps over the guy with his skateboard, grabbing the sketchbook out of his hand and lands behind the two guys.

"What do you want wimp?" The guy who held Juleka's sketchbook asks angrily.

"Just leave her alone. She's just a girl. If you want trouble, I'm all yours." Jake says, handing a grateful Juleka her book while walking around the older teens, his skateboard resting on his shoulder.

"Fine with me." The other guy who was silent until now shouts and dives at Jake, who jumps to the side, hitting the guy in the back of his neck with his skateboards edge, making him tumble against a trash bin with his vision blurry.

"We won't forget this asshole!" The other guy shouts, leaving while supporting his friend.

"Uh... thank you." Juleka says looking at him shyly, hiding half her face behind her long hair.

"Don't mention it. I can't stand jerks like that." He tells her, taking off his helmet and goes over to the other bench, collecting his bag of food.

"Mind if I take the bench next to you?" He asks, coming back over to the girl who sat back down, disappointed she couldn't keep up a conversation with her rescuer.

"Y-yes." She says grinning to herself a bit and opens the page she was previously drawing on.

"So, are you going to school somewhere around here?" Jake asks, starting to eat his first food.

"Yeah, to Francoise Dupont Highschool." She says, not looking away from her page to not be as nervous.

"Huh, wonder if I'll end up there too." Jake says, leaning against the bench and looks to the clear sky while munching on his food, Longg basically celebrating quietly inside his head, sharing some of Jake's senses.

"What do you me- mean?" She asks, looking at him, before focusing back on her page.

"I'll probably have to go to school here somewhere too. I had to move here because of my grandfather." Jake tells her, grabbing another treat, while offering one to the girl as well, who smiles thankfully and takes it, mumbling a quiet "thank you."

"Are you an artist or why are you drawing?" Jake asks her, trying to peek around her shoulder when she turns to a new page, but she holds her sketchbook to her chest to hide it from view.

"Fine, I like a good mystery." Jake chuckles, leaning back again, Juleka looking at him for a bit while taking a bite out of her croissant and turns back to her new page, starting to draw the teen next to her.

"Do you know if there is a skatepark nearby somewhere?" Jake asks her.

"No. I don't know sorry." She says nervously.

"Am I scaring you or something?" Jake asks surprised by her timid attitude, being used to the exact opposite from Trixie back in America.

Juleka shakes her head with a hidden sad frown.

"OK then." He says accepting the wordless answer and just relaxes on the bench a while, while finishing the rest of his food.

"I guess I can head back now if you don't want to hang out." Jake says, reaching for his skateboard.

"No. Wait, I like your company." She says, looking at him hopefully.

"Alright. Mind if I skate a bit?" He asks and she shakes her head quietly.

Jake puts on his helmet and starts to ride around the park for a good twenty minutes or so, jumping on and off the benches and other hindrances.

"You're pretty good." Juleka compliments him, watching him a bit while he performs some tricks in succession.

"Thanks. I would like to be able to say the same, but you won't let me see your drawings." Jake says teasingly.

Juleka looks at her sketchbook and closes it, before holding it out for him.

"Thanks." He says surprised she let him see after all.

He takes the book, sitting down directly next to her, looking through her drawings, most of which are drawings of nature or buildings and a couple of her classmates as she explains, embarrassed to have drawings of other people in her book.

When Jake gets to her current page he sees a started drawing of him relaxing on the bench like he was earlier.

"Damn I'm a good model." He jokes, bumping her shoulder with his lightly, before handing her back the sketchbook.

"You are really good. I'm sure you could do this for a living if you wanted to." Jake compliments her.

"Tha-thanks." She replies blushing and hiding her face from view.

"Hey, do you want to exchange numbers?" Jake asks her, getting a nod positive in reply.

Jake fishes out his phone and hands it to her with the contact menu open, Juleka doing the same, her hand shaking a bit, not going unnoticed by Jake, who puts his number in her phone with her doing the same in his.

"Thanks Juleka." He says, swapping phones back with her.

"I should probably get back to my grandfather, but you can call me anytime you want and let me know if someone is troubling you again." Jake says.

"Thank you for today. I know it wasn't long but I had fun." She says smiling while trying to hide her face.

"Same. I was really not looking forward to living here, but maybe it won't be that bad after all." He says grinning with her blushing a bit.

"See you around Juleka." He says, starting to ride out of the park, before turning back around after plucking a yellow flower from the grassy area. He rolls to a stop next to her, making her look at him in surprise and he reaches forward with the flower, brushing back her bang tentatively and puts the flower in her violet hair accents.

"It's a shame you hide yourself behind your hair, you're pretty amazing." He tells her with a smirk before riding away while waving at her.

Juleka stares after him for a while even after he's gone from view amazed by his confident, open nature and kindness.

"Welcome back Jake. How was the bakery? You were gone a while." His grandfather greets him back at his shop.

"The food was fine. The girl I met was breathtaking." Jake says.

"Marinette?" The man asks.

"Who? No." Jake answers confused.

"Marinette is the baker's daughter." His grandfather explains, keeping her Kwami a secret for now, wondering if Jake can figure out who the two active Kwami's belong to.

"Didn't see her. I'm gonna unpack gramps." Jake tells him, walking up the stairs.