Dear Bugaboo

The Storm {2}

Who was Lila Rossi?

He swore he had heard of that name from somewhere before. The blonde began to rethink of where he heard the name until it finally clicked.

Adrien took out his phone and opened up his Silly Social Phrase app. He remembered reading something about her on social media about a week ago. His emerald eyes scanned the history section of the app, using his thumb to scroll down.

It didn't take long to find what he was looking for.

   "Sorry, I'm taken. Not sorry, for any hearts that I'm break'n," the description said and a picture of the girl was placed above it with some sort of heart filter. One thing was for sure, he had no clue who Lila Rossi was except that she was a lying fox in disguise.

   "There you are."

   Adrien nearly jumped, turning off his phone before shooting his head around. The teen relaxed when seeing Nathalie standing a few feet away carrying a bag.

   "Did you get any pens, dry erase makers and pencils?" She asked.

   "O-Oh uh, yeah," Adrien answered, placing his phone in his pocket and randomly picking out the items from off the shelves. Nathalie, what felt like the hundredth time today, raised an eyebrow.

   "Adrien, is there something wrong?" The woman asked.

   "N-No," Adrien answered a little too quickly and feeling sweat start to form on his brow, "Why do you ask?"

   Nathalie pointed at the items in Adrien's hands, "You grabbed the Sharpies instead of the dry erase markers."

   The blonde blinked before looking down at the pencils, pens and Sharpies in his hands. Letting out a nervous chuckle, Adrien placed the Sharpies back and grabbed the dry erase markers instead.

"Now, I'm ready," he said, awkwardly walking towards the checkout. Nathalie followed after a few seconds of standing in confusion. She knew there was something wrong with Adrien but couldn't figure out what was making him so nervous.

   "Did he do something he wasn't suppose to?" She thought, eyeing the teen as if searching for the answers on him. Yet, there were no bells ringing. She could only see the red flags waving right in front of her.

   Something was wrong with Adrien.

   She was going to find out what.

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   Marinette was sweating buckets of nervousness.

She had raced home, feeling jittery like she had just drank a couple cups of coffee. Her stomach swarmed with butterflies and sweat began to crazily form under her armpits. Bluebell eyes constantly glanced at the clock and away from the homework sitting on the desk.

That was two hours ago.

Marinette completed her homework and was anxiously pacing the wooden floor. The bluenette looked in the mirror about ten times to make sure every single strand hair was in place and makeup was on point. She went over what to do and what not to do on the date (almost considered writing it on her arm).

   "Marinette! Your friend is here!" Sabine called from downstairs. Marinette felt her cheeks flush and heart stop for a moment.

   He. Was. Here!

   Marinette took a few deep breaths to calm herself down and cool off her cheeks. She was a nervous wreck! This was her first time going on a date and with someone she really liked.