"I forgot to introduce myself!" Emilie remembered, "My name is Emilie Agreste, Adrien's mother, i'm glad I got to meet you, it's not everyday Adrien brings a girl around, he's always stuck inside doing nothing like the boring bum he is." Emilie giggles before giving me a big soft hug as I sat on the chair, I smiled warmly and returned the gesture.

"Lets talk about fast food, and air conditioning.. Don't let me forget candy corn! It's the stuff I missed most."

"You wouldn't even let us eat fast food when we got there." Adrien rolled his eyes at his hyper mom.

"I might've not let you.. but I did leave and go eat it sometimes, when you and your little sister were asleep." Emilie confessed with a sheepish smile and I couldn't help but giggle.

"Whose side are you on anyways? Mine or the monsieur's?"

"The what?" I asked, the only phrases I knew were bonjour, bonsoir, je t'aime, merci, and oui. So no one could blame my sudden confusion.

"It's my dad.. You wouldn't believe they were together, they are very different, its like the emotion animal videos where big predators become friends with a harmless duck or something." He shrugged, taking a macaron from the box his mom handed me.

"Oh come on.. We aren't that different.." Emilie chuckled as she put her hand on my shoulder, "Now Mari.. What do you think of my Adrien." She shot a teasing smirk at him. Soon enough both me and him blushed slightly, and I even almost choked on my macaron.

I awkwardly smiled while giving the rest of the box of macarons to Adrien who looked to be in need of them. "He's been very kind to me."

"Isn't he handsome!" Emilie smiled innocently at me, she might've been trying to embarrass Adrien but now i'm as awkward as ever.

"Mother.." Adrien was now a slight shade of pink everywhere on his face.

I felt the slight blush on my cheeks darken a little too. Adrien was cute, I knew that since I first saw him. He stood out, and not just cause he was a model. His shiny blonde hair and electric green eyes, he was tall and was skinny but had a good build, and when he made his goofy grin I... Woah there let me not get too caught up.

Emilie shook her hand around slightly. "Well.. We're so glad to have you around.. Adrien has been inside all... the time other than his occasional soccer trips. I barely told him he should start going out this morning, seems like I had good timing."

"Isn't it good enough I go to photo shoots all the time." Adrien groaned, slightly annoyed his mother was putting out his business like that.

"All I know is that once a certain little lady left town for a few weeks, he suddenly had no interest in going out." I noticed Adrien getting a slight bit tense.

"I go out when I want to.. Kagami has nothing to do with it." Adrien mumbled sinking into his chair.

"Whose Kagami?" I asked.

"His crush.." Emilie whispered loudly in my ear like a child.

"Mother.. I'm not nine anymore.." Adrien growled annoyed at his mother antics.

Suddenly Emilies phone began buzzing and she sent us a wink before getting up and walking closer to the stage leaning on it before answering.

"That must be her agent." Adrien sighed in relief.

Suddenly a little girl with long blonde hair appeared in front of the double doors wearing a plaid dress with little black shoes. "I pooped." She called out to Emilie, who sent her a thumbs up before continuing to blabber on the phone in french.

Adrien groaned. "Elise (el-lyz) that is so gross, go back to the restroom, don't you see we have company?"

She ignored Adriens comment walking closer to me. "Qui es-tu?" She asks as I stare back in confusion.

"She doesn't speak french Elise, she's american."

"Are you Adrien's girlfriend?" Elise asks with a blank look on her face. Both me and him blushed.

"No, I just met him at the park." I answered, leaning down to hair size. I mean I wouldn't mind but.. Focus Marinette!

"Do you wanna come pet my hamster.. Her hairs is so soft like yours, princesse." Elise gave me a cheeky smile as she put her hand on mine.

"Sure, I love hamsters, I used to have one." I smiled at the young girl who looked at me in awe.

"Marinette you really don't want to go, and Elise its hair not hairs." Adrien stated to which Elise just shrugged.

"Why not? I like kids."

"No really, once you go into her room you won't even notice 5 hours passing and soon enough you'll be playing dress up and answering to Ms Sprinkles." Adrien sighed, holding onto my shoulder which sent shivers down my spine.

"Adrien you're so mean!" Elise huffed crossing her arms across her chest sticking her tongue out at Adrien.

"Do you have any siblings?" He asked me.

"Nope, but I did babysit the local news anchor ladies daughter." I shrugged, remember Nadja and her daughter Manon. I also remembered her mom's funeral, when Manon asked me where i've been and her mother told her that I couldn't play anymore because my mom would be sleeping for a very long time.

I swallowed my tears which were a bonus to every memory I had of my mom.

    "I should really get going, Tom is soon to wonder where i'm at.."

"Yeah sure." Adrien got up from the chair and began walking me back to the front door in the foyer.

"Hey.. Do you want to go to a party with me tomorrow?" Adrien asked once we reached his foyer.

"Umm.." I looked down at my shoes and began thinking, ever since my moms passing, I haven't been to any social events, let alone party.

"I'll have to ask Tom." I gave him a small smile straightening my back.

"Okay well if you can, i'll pick you up on my vespa, maybe a little after 8 maybe a little earlier."

"I'll call you and let you know if I can go." I answered, forgetting I didn't even have his number.

"Well to call me you'd need my number, princesse." I blushed at the nickname he referenced from his little sister, he pulled a pen from the table next to the door, cupping my hand, holding it close to his face as he wrote his number.

His breathe was warm, and he held my hand for a few more seconds after he finished writing it.

Oh no.

His electric green eyes looked back up at me as he held my cupped hand.

"Bonsoir Marinette, i'll see you tomorrow.."

"M..Maybe." I implied opening the door and beginning to walk away not once looking back, too afraid to let him see the big flustered smile on my face. Did I just stutter?