I wake up slightly sore. "Ugh...I hate mornings," I grunt. I pull myself up and get dressed. I pull on my black shirt with my favorite band's name on it, my dark blue ripped jeans, leather jacket, black cap with a white badger print, and black sneakers. Seeing as I have nothing to do today until noon, I might up date my Badger outfit before France. I grab my phone and wallet and call Bella. "Hey sis, I need your expertise. I'm going to up date, my uh, outfit..." I lower my voice, hoping no one hears me. "Yea! I'll help!" She grabs her stuff and follows me outside to my jeep. "Will Mom and Dad let you drive the jeep?" She asks as we climb in. I shrug. "It's my car." We drive to the mall nearby and hop out. "What do you think about this?" Bella asks. She holds out a soft, loose fitted black shirt with the white badger print that shows my stomach when I raise my arms. "Certainly not as hot as my sweatshirt," I smile and grab it and a white sports bra. "These work?" I ask my sister and hold out a pair of lighter sweatpants that are solid black with a yellow stripe running down the side. "Perfect! Cooler so you don't melt and looks great!" She grins. "I need a hood," I tell her. "Uh...what about the cap your wearing?" "Humm..." I take it off and examine it. "Yea! Let's go try this on!" I grin and head to the dressing rooms. I pull on the costume we set up and look at myself in the mirror. Perfect is right! The shirt fits perfectly and so do the pants. They also keep the 'Badger look' so I still look like myself. I study myself and decide something isn't right. I take my cap off and turn it backwards. Now it's perfect. I take a picture of the mirror and change back. "Check it out!" I say as I show Bella the photo. "It's absolutely perfect!" She thrills. I have to leave soon so we pay for the outfit and head home.
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I sit on the plane to France alone with the other transfers. As I look out the window of my two seat row with out anyone but myself, my mind drifts to Black Dragon. He's my best friend. One of my only friends. I sigh and put in my earbuds playing my metal music. After a while I hear something slam onto the seat beside me. Alex sets his bag by his feet and looks around. He sees me looking at him with an emotionless expression and jumps. "Oh my god, Bri. You scared the shit outta me," he laughs. "Better go change then," I chuckle. He laughs and shakes his head. "What?" I ask suspiciously. "Nothing," he smiles. "You just remind me of someone." "Who?" I ask curiously. "A close friend." We sit in silence as we take off and I pull a cookie from my pocket. "Want one?" I ask when I see Alex eye balling them. "Yes please!" He grins and licks his lips before devouring the cookie.
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After we landed in Paris, France, we're picked up by the families letting us stay at their place during the year. I'm with the Doupain-Changs. I protectively roll my suitcases behind me and pull my hood off my brown and purple hair. "Are you Bri?" A pale girl with dark blue hair in low pigtails asks me. "Yup. That's me," I nod. "Doupain-Chang?" "Yea! I'm Marinette!" She smiles. "Sweet. So you're a student at the dance school too?" "Yes. I take ballet." "I'm gonna be in ballet too." I think living which this Marinette chick is going to be alright. Out the corner of my eye I see Alex talking to a kid with blond hair and bright green eyes. We head to a taxi who takes us to a bakery which I think is where we're staying. That is alright with me! "Woah. You live here?!" I ask happily. "Yea. It's pretty neat sometimes," she smiles. "This is Momma and Papa," she smiles and points to a small Chinese woman with short blue hair and a large French man with brown hair and perfect mustache. "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Doupain-Chang," I wave. The two adults look me over suspiciously, which doesn't surprise me considering my dark clothing, colored hair, and multiple ear piercings. They decide I'm okay and smile at me. "You can just call us Tom and Sabine," the woman smiles. I smile back and Marinette continues the tour. "This is the kitchen. Do you cook?" Marinette asks. "Yea I do! I love baking!" I grin. "Great! You can help us out down here!" She climbs up a ladder and we come out in a pink room. "This is my bedroom. You'll stay here too. We have your bed right here, a bathroom over there, and the balcony is just here," she explains, pointing to different parts of the room. "It's getting dark soon and school starts tomorrow. We better get to sleep," she says and I nod, heading to the bathroom to change. "By the way, Bri, the dresser beside your bed is yours. You can put your clothes in that." "OK. Thanks." Last night me and Dragon decided to try to meet at Club Miraculous the second night. After classes. "See ya on the-" I clear my throat. "In the mornin." "Good night Bri," she smiles. "Night Marinette. By the way, that is the coolest name ever," I grin. "Thanks! I love yours too, and you can just call me Mari!" "Thanks, Mari," I smile and scurry off to the black and white sheeted bed, and fall straight to sleep.
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The alarm goes off and I fall out of bed. "AH! Ugh...why so loud..?" I ask myself. I look at Mari who is still sound asleep. "Mari?" I walk over to her bed. "MARI!" I shout in her ear as I shake her shoulders. "WAH!!" She screams as she springs up. "Mornin sleeping beauty," I smirk as she rubs her eyes. "Good morming Bri," she smiles and starts to pull out her clothes. She grabs a pink leotard and a brighter pink small tutu. I search through my bag and find my black long sleeved one with a longer bottom that goes to my knees, my leather jacket, the one without the print, and my cap. "Ready?" She asks. "Yea," I reply and grab my black backpack with my extra clothes and follow Mari downstairs. Mr. and Mrs. Doupain-Chang hand us a bag of donuts. "Thanks!" I say happily and stare at the homemade donuts hungrily. They laugh and the two of us head to school. "So, do you have any siblings?" Mari asks. "Yea, a younger sister and brother. What about you?" "No, I do have a cousin that lives in America though. He studies dance too, and I think DJs," she smiles. Hey! Spinit DJs and goes to dance school, and he has Mari's blue hair. "I think I've seen him, one way or another," I smirk as we walk up to the school. It's massive. "Oh my god. GIRL!! YOU ARE ON TIME!! NINO! THIS IS HISTORY IN THE MAKING!!" A girl shouts, tackling Mari in a hug. "She gets exited," a boy in a blue shirt and red cap explains. I nod, "I see that." "Are you responsible for this magic?" The girl asks me. "You're talking, to me?" She nods. "Uh...yea..?" She hugs me too. "OMG THIS IS A MIRACLE!!" She thrills. I laugh. "It's Miraculous," the girl lets me go and all three of the stare at me wide eyed, and laugh. "You better stick with this ray of sunshine," she winks at Mari. "Oh, Bri, this is Alya," she points to the girl. "and this is Nino," she points to the boy. "That's Plagg and this is Tikki," a boy says somewhere around us. "Hey Alex," says another. I finally find the people talking. The blond boy with green eyes from the airport, a pale boy with black hair, black plaid button up shirt, dark jeans, a lip piercing, and sneakers, a tan girl with bright red hair, freckles, a red and black spotted sun dress, and red heeled shoes. "Ah! It's ADRIEN!" Mari squeals. "Crush?" I ask and Alya nods. "Hey! Alex!" I shout. Alex turns his head and sees me. "Hey Bri! Guys this is my friend Bri. She's a transfer too," he smiles. "Glad you made it okay!" I say. "You too." "Alex, this is Alya, Nino, and Mari. I'm staying with Mari over the course of the year," I explain. "Neato. I'm with Agrest here," he points to the blond. "This is Plagg and Tikki." I smile and we all talk. Well, Mari kinda babbles. The bell rings and we head to our first class. Me and Mari have ballet with Alex and Adrien. We walk through the crowded halls and I pull my cap further down my face and keep my head down. The four of us find the classroom and walk in. "Alright students! We have some new students with us today," Madam Bustier gestures to me and Alex. Alex waves and I sink further into my jacket and cap. "This is Alex and Bri," she smiles. "Okay now get ready for warm ups!" I sigh and reluctantly remove my jacket and cap. "How long have you two been dancing?" Madam asks. "We attended a dance school in the states and have taken ballet since, uh," Alex thinks. "First grade," I mumble. "Yea! Bri has been taking jazz, tap, and ballet," he nudges me with his elbow and I raise my shoulders in attempt to cover my blushing face. "Great! So I doubt we will have to go over anything," Madam claps her hands and starts some slow music for warm ups. As much as I do enjoy ballet, breakdancing is defiantly where my heart belongs. Plus, ballet music is so slow! As we do our warm ups, Madam Bustier begins to make an announcement, "For our beginning of the year recital we are doing a production of Snow White." The students already seem to be making bets on who will play who. "Today's lesson will be your audition. I will decide, based on how well you do today, who will play who." "I have a good feeling I know who will be the Evil Queen," some blond spits at me. I shrug, "Acting is one thing, but I have a good feeling you won't need to act." She looks outside outraged. "Just because you're new doesn't mean you have any authority! Do you know who I am?!" "Um..." I pretend to think a moment. "A brat who thinks she runs the place?" "NO!" "Oh! Of course! I forgot! Spoiled Brat," I smirk. She glares at me and stormed away. I laugh to myself, before I notice everyone staring at me. "Uh...did...did I do something wrong?" I ask nervously. "Girl! No one stands up to Chloe like that!" Alya grins. "Chloe huh? That sounds like a bratty name," I nod.
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After forever class ends. "Okay! I have everyone's rolls here," Madam says, looking at a list. "Adrien will be, Prince Charming, Marinette, Snow White-" "WHAT?!" Chloe screeches. "Sh! I'm trying to listen!" I glare at her. "Chloe, Nathan, Meline, and Ivan will be woodland animals, Alya, Nino, Kim, and Alix will be ball guests and servants, and Alex will be The Mirror and Bri will be the Evil Queen. Good job everyone," she smiles.
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After class me and Mari head home. "Exited to be Agrest's princess?" I smirk. "Huh?! Er um...yea..?" She stammers. I laugh, "Too bad Snow! I shall be the fairest!" She laughs. "What about you and that Alex kid?" She smiles. "Oh. We just know each other. That's all. Stop looking at me like that!" I laugh. We both fall into a laughing fit. "We better head to bed," she breaths once we finally calm down. "Yea. Big niiiiii- day! Tomorrow! Rehearsals!" Ah! I almost slipped! AGAIN! "Uh, yea. Night," Mari says, confused. We change into our pajamas and head to bed. I plug in my headphones and play my music. I have an alarm set to go off when it's time to go. After an hour or two it goes off. YAY ITS TIME!!! I stuff a pillow under my blanket so Mari won't notice I'm gone. I grab my new costume, make up, and chalk dye. I creep silently to the bathroom and change. After that I sneak to the balcony and climb down. I run, which is abnormal for me, all the way to the Club with the letter from Becca that her and Draac gave me and Black Dragon. She didn't tell me what's in it but did say to give it to the owner. "Name?" The bouncer asks. "Yea about that...I need to see the owner," I say, scratching the back of my neck. He raises an eyebrow, "Follow me." He walks around to the back of the old warehouse, "Through that door," he grunts and I walk through the door to an office, and I knock. "Come in!" Calls a happy voice. I open the door and tentatively walk into the room. "Hello!" The red head girl grins. "Hey. Are you the owner?" I ask and she laughs. "One of them. Plagg took off a moment ago," "Are you Tikki?" I ask and she nods. "I'm guessing you're here about your identity?" She asks. "Yes. I have something for you," I reply and hand her the envelope. "Oh!" She grins after she reads it. "You're friends with Becca! Quite the dancer from what she says here. You're partner was here I think,with Plagg. Alright, let me take a picture, and I need both names." "Bri. Honey Badger," I smile. She takes a picture with a pink Polaroid camera and pins it to a file. She opens a cabinet and puts mine with three others, one of a girl with blue hair and red makeup, a blond boy with a smirk and black makeup, and Black Dragon. "Cool! Thank you Bri! Now let's head downstairs. I think we're about to start.