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That song above is perfection. Long chapter. 15OO+ - edited.

MARINETTE:

"Tikki, Spots Off!" I said as I jumped through my window.

Tikki fell in my hands, looking tired.

"Marinette! Time for dinner!" I heard my mom call me.

"Coming, Maman," I shouted back. "I'll bring cookies, be back in a minute," I told Tikki then bounded down the stairs, grabbed a couple of cookies then went back up.

"Here," I said, placing them on the desk.

"Thanks, Marinette. You should probably go have dinner. A super-heroine needs her strength," Tikki told me, munching on a cookie.

I giggled and went to eat with my parents.

After dinner, I went to go do my homework for English, which was to write a poem, Since we were currently taking poetry.

I ended up writing about Hope. Cliché and stupid, maybe, but that's me.

For the Unwanted, I thought to myself as I began to scribble down words. (a/n: I don't own this poem. It belongs to Erin Hanson [e.h.])

You tell me that your hopeless,
You want your life less than death,
But if you jumped into a pool right now,
I know you'd hold your breath,
So I known that it's not hopeless,
But that your hope's just hard to find,
And if I showed you all you can become,
I know you'd change your mind,
You might have hit rock bottom,
But it's the perfect place to start,
Where the only thing that you can hear,
Is the beating of your heart,
You have to almost lose it,
To remember what you've had,
And that there's been a share of good times,
Mixed in between the bad,
So don't wait for the ending,
Until your last breath starts to leave,
Before you finally remember,
How much you like to breath.

After editing it multiple times, I finally finished the poem and sighed in satisfaction.

"I did it, Tikki! Finally. And the best part? It's only eight and this is all the homework I have. Now I can catch up on all my missed sleep," I said joyfully, getting ready for bed despite the early hour.

"And you deserve it too," was the last I heard before slipping into Morpheus's dark realm.

ADRIEN:

"Plagg, would you please stop nagging me? I have to finish this stupid poem and you already have your Camembert."

"But, Adrien, you can't seriously (siriusly) expect me to just stay here, bored out of my mind, can you?" He responds in an annoyed tone.

"Then go do something," I snapped and focused on my poem. I had nothing except this:

A forced smile is all it's taking,
To make everyone think I'm okay,
Because even though I'm breaking,
I'm a laughing person each day.

And I'm not sending that in, because One: too short and Two: can I be anymore obvious?

I decided to just relax for a bit and immediately started thinking of Ladybug, my true love. Even though she might not like me back, she's everything to me.

Maybe I could write about soulmates? Or my love for Ladybug ... an anonymous love.

I wish that I could hold your heart,
Cradle it gently in my hands,
But my arms are just not strong enough,
To hold what I don't understand,
My eyes have seen a lot of things,
And I thought I'd seen them all,
But the way your smile ignites my own,
Makes me think there's so much more,
These walls around my heart of mine,
Have stood collecting dust,
But it's as though you've found the gate,
That leads right to my trust,
I've never really liked my name,
But on your lips it sounds so sweet,
And your voice is my new favorite song,
That's forever on repeat,
But even though I feel all this,
I can never let you see,
Because your heart deserves a whole lot more,
Than a broken boy like me.