Chapter 21: Cold water, Colder thoughts

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Alya looked frustrated when I informed her about Marinette sleeping in, yes we have a policy on this but half of the schools population doesn't give a flying fuck.

It was 6th period, we were in HPE, as expected the boys were playing touch, or soccer

Girls had a chance to do cheerleading for the big game, in their short skirts and short tops. Chloe, was the stereotypical captain of the cheerleading team. Unlike Chloe, Marinette prefer throwing footballs and kicking them in her face. For me, I didn't do much sport, I was downright terrible at it when I was in the 1st grade. Now, since I have a grasp on how to play a sport I'm decent.

But I'm not some quarterback in those highschool movies, I'm a bad boy, but I don't do football, touch is nice though.

Nino and Alya were having those pointless arguments, they would make a cute couple. I heard my name being yelled out from the field, I stood up and walked up to the voice.

"Adrien! We need you to play a game of touch, the teams are uneven" Kim grins cheekily,

"Can't you ask Nino?"

"He's busy flirting with his girlfriend" He snickers,

"I heard that! And I'm playing!" Nino yells, and starts running towards us.

The teams were sorted and Nino's team was first, we weren't the best at it but if there was a top 10 best players at touch, we would be around 7 or 8.

Nino passed the ball to Ivan, he soon started running as fast as he could. Max was able to touch him, our team stepped back and let them roll. Different people tagged different people, time was up before they could score a try. Our roles suited from defender to attacker, Kim got a hold of the ball and started running past the other team. One of them tagged him, he rolled and max picked it up.

He passed me the ball, and in flying colours I catches and I started running towards the trial line. I felt someone's touched and stopped, rolling the ball underneath my feet, letting the guy in my team take it and pass. We got closer and closer towards the trial line, one more and we win.

The cheerleaders started cheering, chloes ear bleeding voice could be heard yelling out my name. Alya on the other hand, was yelling "GO GET EM YOU DIPSHITS!!" It was very faint but I could still hear them. Kim had the ball and immediately passed the ball to me, as soon as I caught it my feet became light as a feather as I sped down the field. I dodged the hands that were eagerly trying to catch me, my name was being screamed and yelled from the boys.

I got to the trial line and slammed it onto the ground, cheers erupted from my team and the girls, including Alya. Sweat trickled down my face, and droplets formed on the tips of my hair. The adrenaline was still flowing into my vines, the boys took my calm form and picked me up, throwing me into the air like some cheerleader.

My body felt sweaty and gross, so as a teasing act I took off my shirt. Girls started swooning left from right, including Chloe, causing her to shut her face. I chuckled to myself and threw my shirt over my shoulder and walked over to Alya,

"Get some clothes you pervert, Mari has told me how much of a rapist you are" she cringes, one thought popped into my head,

"Well tell her how much of a sexy girl she is will ya Alya?" I smirk, wiggling my eyebrows. I hear her gag, but in the end she accepted my request.

"Speaking of Marinette that little daughter of a biscuit hasn't even woke up!" Alya exclaims before walking off the field and into the school. Immediately I go after her, putting my shirt on and my green and black jacket, on the back it has Chat Noir in cursive writing. It was hand made for me, since I requested for it to be made to my father, surprisingly he accepted.

Nino tagged along as we followed his psychopath of a girlfriend down the halls and to our dorm, she busted the door open causing it to bang. A stream of light filled the room revealing a sleepy Marinette peacefully sleeping away.

A million voices in my head started screaming, as I watched her peacefully sleep. Her hair was tangled and her spaghetti strap top was half way off revealing her stomach.

How could anyone look this beautiful when sleeping in the entire day?

As cliche as it sounds, I wanted her, I needed her. I couldn't stand the thought of her being with someone else that wasn't me. Those thoughts were shattered as a little voice in my head whispered a something,

Regret and guilt filled every inch of my heart and soul as the though of not being with Marinette, but that feeling was washed away,

Literally.

I jumped back into reality as I saw Alya dump water on her.

Cold water.

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So many bitches