1 Chapter 1: Today Is The Day

Alya has always told me to do it and today I told her that I am going to do it. I can see him and I look over to Alya and see her give me a thumbs up. I walk over to Adrien. I have been getting more comfortable around him. He is standing with Nino.

"Hey, Adrien, Can I talk to you?" I ask before losing my nerve, there is no backing out now.

"Sure, what is it, Marinette? Is everything okay?" He says and Nino winks at me before managing to get away to Alya.

"I have a confession. I need to tell you something." I say hesitantly.

"Really?" Adrien looks at me with a frown. He thinks that this is going to be that I lied or something.Oh, well. I wish it was that simple.

"I don't know how to say this any other way, " I pause and look away because of the shock in his eyes, "so I am just going to say it."

"Say what?" He asks, I know that I am doing this to come up with an excuse to not say the three words.

"I love you." I tell him. His face goes into even more shock, If that is even possible.

"Marinette..."

"I have felt this way since the umbrella incident."

"I wish I could say I love you too, but I love someone else. I am sorry." He says, crushing me into pieces. I feel tears building up.

"It's okay, I understand." I turn and run. Tears falling down my face faster than I could vanish.

"Where are you going, Marinette?" I hear many voices yell after me. I run home and lock my door. My parents knock and I tell them that I will tell them later. They relent and go away. My phone starts ringing. Alya, Nino, Alix, Alya, Adrien, Chloe, Alya, Sabrina, Max, Alya, Lila, Kim, Alya, Luka, Juleka, Alya, Rose, Ivan, Alya, Mylene, Nathaniel, Alya, Kagami, Marc, and Alya. They all had my number but not once did I answer. After school hours, I hear a knock on my door. I open it. Alya and my parents come in. I explain what happened and my parents give me permission to stay home until I get better.

"I will not allow Adrien to get away with hurting you." Alya says as she goes to leave.

"Alya, don't tell anyone. Tell them I felt faint and I should get better soon. And leave him alone. It can't be helped if loves someone else." I ask of her.

"Alright, if that is what you want." Then she leaves. About an hour later, I get a bunch of text messages telling me to get better soon. I lay down on my bed. My mom brings up my dinner but I don't eat much of it. Minutes turns into hours, hours into days. Until a week goes by, I decide that I am going to go to school tomorrow. Alya has come everyday and I am expecting her in about 10 minutes.

Speak of the devil, she is early.

"Hey, Marinette. How are you?" She asks with worry.

"I feel different but I am gonna go tomorrow." I tell he, earning a confused look, "School, I plan to go to school tomorrow."

"Oh, that's nice. But what do you mean you feel different." Alya says.

"I guess you'll have to find out."