Songbird: A Luka Couffaine fan fic

Luka

"You can put your bags over there. Snacks are in the kitchen," Juleka says.

"I am a snack," I say unironically.

A few people laugh as I sink into the corner in embarrassment.

"Is Adrien coming?" Marinette asks.

"Who?" I ask.

"Oh umm I have a bit of a crush on him," Marinette whispers.

"What's it look like," I yawn.

"You were staring at him all class," Marinette laughs.

"I was sleeping all class."

"Blonde, green eyes, dreamy smile."

"Wait this sounds familiar... o my gosh is he '~Radiant, carefree, dreamy, Adrien the fragrance~'," I laugh.

"Yes," Marinette says shyly.

"He is cute but he seems like the type to never leave his house."

"He is."

"Oh well he probably isn't coming then," I smile.

"Who?" Luka says from behind me.

I look at Marinette and she's already halfway across the room. Then I spot a guitar near the couch.

"Do you play?" I ask.

"I should hope so. I'm in a band," Luka says.

Yeah he's cute and-

"Serenade me... wait I'm going to enter again. Play something dramatic," I leave.

I head out the door and trip on air a few times. I leave the boat house and fumble with the door knob again. Stop acting nervous everytime you see an attractive human, I tell myself. I waltz into the houseboat and do a few poses meeting some applause.

"The star wars theme? Really?" I ask.

"Can I have your number-" Luka asks.

"Yes," I interrupt.

I very aggressively give him my phone and call him. He smiles a little and I blush a lot.

"Now we're friends," I smile.

I take a sip of water. I don't remember getting water but if I'm holding it that means it's mine.

"The real reason I invited you here is because we need a new member of our band 'Kitty Section'," Juleka announces.

I choke on the water. This is my chance to get closer to Luka, I sing, I play guitar, piano, violin, I dance, I prance, I can even float at an angle.

"I-I volunteer as tribute," I blurt out. Then again I can barely interact with Luka already. Imagine if I was on stage in front of hundreds of people. "I change my mind."

Everyone looks at me again and I'm just embarrassed at this point. I can't function properly. I can't do conversation.

"Looks like we have a new member," Juleka smiles.

I look around for someone else who might've raised their hand. I don't see youanyone and once I realised she was referring to me the embarrassment has already infiltrated my brain. I leave. Of course I pull a Cinderella and leave my backpack there. I get home and go onto my phone for a while. Memes I've already seen. People I have to follow because, pretty. There's a knock at the door and I walk over stopping to grab one of my trophies I keep on my wall. They make me feel better about myself. I ask the door "Why and who?"

"Returning of bag, recruiting of talented girl, and Luka Couffain," he responds.

"Oh, drop off the bag at the door and you can leave the recruitment stuff in a voice memo. You have my number," I blush.

"Very welcoming but I'd like to be invited in. You've seen my habitat, I'd like to see yours."

"This is an automated voice recording. Thank you for visiting the residence of (Y/N). Leave a message at the tone. Tone," I say in the most monotone voice I can.

"I can see where I'm not welcome. Currently deleting your picture and number from my phone," Luka coos.

"Fine, welcome to my humble abode," I welcome him, opening my door. "Have a seat, you want a cookie? Bathroom on the right. Bedroom also on the right. Drawing room on the left. Kitchen in front of you."

"Wow they should have classes on hospitality with your face on it. Give me a tour of your bedroom," he smirks.

"Nah, there's probably like 5 loose bras lying around," I say absentmindedly. I gasp and cover my mouth in realisation. "I-I meant no, those are my private quarters good sir."

He laughs and gestures to the trophy still in my hand. "Were you going to poke my eyes out with your 'Second Place National Champion in Music and Other Preforming Arts' trophy?"

"I still can, if you didn't look like that anyway," I mumble and roll my eyes.

Luka laughs and asks "So what instrument do you play?"

"What instrument do you play?"

"Guitar, don't you remember me serenading you earlier?"

"Well whatever instrument you can play, I can play better."

"I don't doubt that. Play me something," Luka smirks.

"Sure, ~twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are, up above the world so br-~," I sing.

"I thought you were going to confess your feelings to me (Y/N)," Luka sighs.

"What feelings? You like Mari," I shrug.

"How'd you know?"

"Well I didn't want to notice it earlier but the only reason you even approached me was because I was next to Marinette. You were pretty disappointed when she left. The only reason you're here now is because Marinette asked you to come, and you wouldn't reject sweet little Mari now would you? She texted me you know. I mean I get that you're hot but 'I know where I'm not wanted' right?" I say leading him out of my apartment.

"Well good night then," Luka says on the other side of the door before leaving.

That could have been worse.

"What was that?" Wren asks floating out of my bag.

"Oh I forgot about you," I counter.

"Yeah, you forgot about your magical kwami and you chased away a boy you have feelings for."

"It's been 1 day. I don't think I can fall head over heels in love... in 1 day," I laugh.

"I didn't think about it like that.... just give me a blackberry I'm tired of your BS."

(A/N): That's all, comment and vote if you want more chapters.