~~Marinette~~

So let me just tell you abit about my self, I love art that means drawing, painting and expressing my emotions. I enjoy maths and history and sometimes science as I like to think I have good grades. However I do think that I am the most shy but cleverest person in my class which is nice to think. I really like rock music and most my clothes are band tops 😂. I have a lot of hoodies which cover my face and have a mountain of hair (a fringe) covering my eyes ( a cool emo look) sorry if you don't like that.Anyway back to the story

My alarm goes of at 6:am on a Monday morning for-goodness sake! I really don't want to do to school. I got up from bed nearly falling over; as I am rather clumsy, looking at myself at the mirror. I looked absolutely awful and I only have a little time to do my hair, get dressed, do my face and teeth. I decide to get dressed first and put on black skinny jeans, a black sleeved long top with a sleeping with sirens band top on top and put a black  baggy zip up hoodie on and my black conserves. I run to my bathroom brush my hair, straighten my hair and making sure my fridge covers my right eye and most my forehead, and apply some eye liner and black eyeshadow on my eye lid and some black eyeliner under my eye. I quickly run down the stairs with finishing everything  and grab my lunch, my bag and no breakfast as I don't care about food.

I arrive at school rather early so I can go to my locker and get my books out. And that's when I see the one and only playboy.... the model and  second most popular person in Paris it seems like. I quickly turn my head acting as if I don't exist like usually. Crap he saw me!! He walks over pushing past every fan girl who are near him. I can't help but smirk because of how arrogant and cocky he is. As soon as he approaches I try to slam my locker door but obviously he blocks me.