Chapter 2: Chapter two
Marinette ran into the bakery, giving Sabine, Marinette's mother, a kiss on the cheek, and Tom, Marinette's father, a hug, before she ran upstairs, overly excited to find an outfit for the movies tomorrow.
Marinette placed her hand-made, polka-dotted satchet on her polka-dotted chaise, then made her way to her closet.
Tikki, Marinette's kami, flew out of the bag, and over to her owner, "
So what are you going to wear, Marinette?"
Tikki asked, watching as Marinette pulled out an outfit, then tossing it onto the ground with a look of disgust.
Marinette shrugged,
"I don't know yet.
All I'm looking for is something that would impress Adrien."
She sat on the ravenette's shoulder, batting at one of her pigtails,
"What's the style you're looking for?"
Marinette pulled another piece of clothing out of her closet, tossing it to the ground.
Marinette slightly turned to look at her kwami, who looked up at her with her bright, big, blueberry blue eyes.
Marinette smiled, "I don't know. Have anything in mind maybe?
" Tikki smiled at her owner, batting her pigtail once again,
"Maybe something cute! If you dress cute, he'll never be able to take his eyes off of you!
Maybe you'll catch him blushing at one point! "The kwami flew off Marinette's shoulder, doing a little backflip in the air as she landed on Marinette's head.
Marinette reached to pat the kwami on her head, and Tikki giggled.
A knock was heard on Marinette's hatch, and Tikki squeaked, flying over to Marinette's bed, hiding in a nook between Marinette's pillow and bed.
Marinette watched as Alya barged herself into her room, running to her as she hugged her,
"You left my ass at school to deal with Nino."
Alya pulled back from Marinette, her hands on Marinette's shoulders.
Marinette gave a sheepish smile, twisting her toe into her carpet as if she was trying to make a small hole form,
"Yeah, sorry about that, Alya.
I was eager to get home so I could find an outfit for tomorrow.
"Alya walked over to Marinette's chaise, stepping over the clothes that lied on the floor, moving Marinette's purse to the side as she sat down,
"Oh?
And what have you found so far?
" Alya smirked, already knowing the answer. Marinette crossed her arms, looking at her friend, her eyes half-lidded, "Really?"
Alya giggled, placing her hand over her mouth to stifle it.
Marinette rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to her closet.
Alya stood up, only to place herself on the floor, right behind Marinette.
She let her legs sit out in front of her, as she crossed her right ankle over her left, letting her arms rest back behind her to hold herself up from falling, "
What style are you looking for?"
You could hear a small giggle Coming from Marinette's computer area, and Alya turned to look back at it.
Marinette shot around, looking for the kwami who was still tucked in her little hiding spot. "What was that?"
The brunette asked, almost standing up to go look when Marinette plopped down into Alya's lap, earning a breathless groan from her friend,
"Do you have anything in mind, Alya!?", tackling Marinette to the ground,
"What was that for!?"
Marinette stood up, not before pushing Alya off of her,
"Because I need an outfit to impress Adrien." Alya fixed herself to sit up, looking up at the ravenette,
"So like .... Hot? Cute? Sexy? Sexy cute? Sexy hot?"
Her Marinette turned around to look best friend,
"I'm liking the sound of sexy cute, Alya. All though, please don't make it too revealing, and NO see-through.
"Marinette said pointing Alya in her chest. Alya frowned,
"That's the fun part, you pussy.
" Marinette crossed her arms, giving a huff as she let her nose stick up into the air,
"I am NOT a pussy ... I just don't want to get in trouble with my parents.
Also, I don't want to make Adrien uncomfortable.
"Alya shook her head, standing up.
"Go grab your purse, girl."
UwU
Alya held the store door open for Marinette, who walked in, only to stop square in her tracks.
She looked around, her eyes sparkling with shock and amazement.
There was clothing everywhere, hung up on racks around the store, some sitting on the top of little shelves that sat in the middle of clothing everywhere, hung up on racks around the store, some sitting on the top of little shelves that sat in the middle of some racks and beside aisles.
Alya grabbed the oblivious ravenette, pulling her to the main counter that sat in the middle of the store.
Alya shook her head looking back at Marinette.
Why is she so amused?
She knows dann well she's been in a clothing store before Alya rested her arm on the counter, still holding Marinette's hand so she doesn't wonder if touching random clothing A man, not too tall, about 5'11 shot up from under the counter, a huge smile on his face. His hair was coffee brown and had blonde streaks on the tips of his hair, starting from his left ear to his right.
His lips were puffy, almost as if he did the Kylie Jenner challenge.
His eyes were a beautiful crimson blue, and Alya swore she felt heat rise to her cheeks, but then Nino, Alya's boyfriend, crossed her mind, and she cleared her throat
She looked at the earring that was in his left ear, shining every time the light caught it.
Alya's eyes trailed down his body, no lower than his chest when her eyes landed on his name tag.
Bevan? Alya squinted her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows Alya thought he was gay, but she shook it off, not wanting to judge a book by its cover.
Bevan's attention trailed behind Alya to look at Marinette.
Alya wasn't surprised that he was looking at Marinette like she was crazy She didn't blame him one bit.
Marinette looked like a 5-year-old who magically ended up in a house made of candy, Bevan focused his attention back onto Alya, waiting for her to ask him something.
Alya waited for a greeting something nice and basic, but Bevan just stared at her blankly. waiting for her to say something.
Alya shook her head,
"My friend over here wants to impress our friend Adrien Agreste with a sexy but cute outfit.
Got any? Bevan's eyes up, and he started clapping like a kid on Christmas morning"
The Adrien Agreste!?
Oooohhh, bitch! w Yall lucky as shit! "Yep.
Gay Alya nodded, her eyebrow raised,
" Anyways, do you have any cute but sexy outfits?
"Bevan pursed his lips. Making them look twice as big as they did before.
Alya cringed, but stopped when he spoke up again, looking back at her,
" I don't know, sis.
But try those racks over there.
"He pointed to an area not far from the entrance of the store, and Alya nodded, pulling Marinette after her once again.
Marinette let the brunette pull her away, almost dragging her, by her arm, until Alya let go of her arm, letting Marinette flop to the floor.
Marinette stood up, dusting herself off, "Rude. "Alya rolled her eyes,"
The worker at the counter said that the outfits should be over here.
"Marinette nodded, walking across the aisle to look at a shelf full of see-through shirts and skin-tight shorts.
Marinette looked through the clothing, not having the thought to pick anything, but she only looked through them to make Alya believe that she was interested in the clothes.
Alya shrieked, and Marinette turned around to look at her best friend, only to see her jumping up and down with an outfit tucked into her arms as she tightly housed it Marinette raised an eyebrow. in the clothes.
Alya shrieked, and Marinette turned around to look at her best friend, only to see her jumping up and down with an outfit tucked into her arms as she tightly hugged it.
Marinette raised an eyebrow walking over to the gleeful brunette,
"Whatcha 'find?' Marinette asked, watching Alya's eyes lighten up as soon as she locked eyes with her.
Alya held the outfit up for Marinette to see and Marinette's stomach flipped when she saw the outfit.
It was a black crop top that looked as if it would hang off your shoulders, with green writing on that read
'Meow on it in cursive.
Then there were shorts.
Shorts, that if on Marinette, would stop mid-thigh. Not only that, that looked tight. Tight shortlists were black, a jet black to be exact, and had a small green paw print that sat on the right side of the shorts.
It had a green waistband, and it had an already sewn bow on it, with a small baton hanging off of it.
Under the baton read Kitty 'where Marinette's "bikini area" was located.
Alya pushed the outfit into Marinette's arms, pushing her towards a dressing room area that was down an aisle from the main counter Alya pushed Ma ringette into the dressing room stall, pulling the curtain over it so she could change in peace,
"Hurry, girl! I really wanna see what this is gonna look like
"Alya exclaimed, seating herself on a small cushion that sat on the side of the stall.
Marinette turned to look at herself in the mirror.
She pulled her blazer off letting it rest on the bench That was in the stall.
She pulled her shirt off, then her jeans, letting them rest next to her blazer.
She pulled her flats off, setting them under the bench. She pulled the shorts on first, and of course, they were tight on her, but Marinette didn't let that bother her considering she wears a red, black polka-dotted spandex suit almost every day in public.
She fondled with the baton before tracing her fingers on the shorts, smiling at the word that was backward in The mirror as she thought of her partner in crime.
She shook it off, grabbing the crop top, and pulling it on.
It did indeed expose her shoulders, and she shivered to the cold air coming from the air conditioning in the store that found its way into the stall poked her stomach, giggling from tickling herself.
Alya was tapping her foot impatiently at a rapid pace, trying to obtain herself from barging in when Marinette walked out.
Alya turned to look at Marinette, and she jumped up in a heartbeat to hug her friend. Alya pulled away, letting Marinette's hand fall into hers as she spun Marinette around to see what she was dealing with.
Marinette giggled, and Alyalet goes of her hand, pulling Marinette into another hug.
"Bitch! You look good!" Alya pulled away once again to look at Marinette's figure, Marinette laughed, "Stop staring! You have a boyfriend, hello?" Marinette joked.
Alya rolled her eyes, "At least you look better than him." Marinette giggled at the compliment, and let herself walk down the aisle and back.
"Damn, I see you bitch! Lookin 'good as fuck over there, bao! Lookin' like a whole damn snack period till Bevan yelled from the counter, snapping to finish his sentence.
Alya and Marinette shared a glance at each other, falling to the floor in a fit of laughter, Bevan joining in as well.
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I know this chapter is really short, and I'm super sorry that I haven't written anything.
I have this good enough chapter to give you guys, so please enjoy it.
Even though this may never be read, I hope you guys like this book so far, even though there arere only two parts so far, smh. Anyways thee, the next chapter will be longer, I promise!
No spoilers on what's going to happen, but let's just say some shit is ABOUT. TO. GO. DOWN. Ha ave nice day, night, morning, evening, whatever!
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