Your Pov
I lounge around my balcony, bored as usual with Sass hovering around me as we stare at the morning sky. This is our usual routine in the morning, just gazing up the hot blistering sun like weirdos who're immune to the suns heat. Well we aren't exactly, were just being weird.
I plan to go out and shop around with Marinette, but I still don't know if she's free or not. So I took out my phone, searched her in my contacts, and then dialed her phone.
Minutes passed and she picked it up, greeting me with a slight apprehensive yawn coming out of her lips.
"Morning sleepyhead." I greeted with a slight giggle at the tone of my voice.
I invited her to go shopping and she agreed, reasoning that she needed new fabric for her fashion ideas.
"Great then, I'll pick you up at your place and we could got to the mall." I exclaimed.
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"Marinette. You basically brought the whole gang with you." I mentally face palmed, looking at a sheepish Marinette with the girl group behind her trail.
Marinette wore her usual dark gray blazer with rolled-up sleeves; the inside of the blazer is lined in white with pink polka dots and it has black trimming.
Underneath, she wears a white t-shirt with black stitching and a flower design below the collar. The design itself has pink flowers and black leaves.
She wears pink rolled up jeans and pink ballet flats with dark red soles. She wears eyeliner around her eyes and sports black earrings.
"We heard that you guys were going shopping. So we're coming along!" Rose chimed in.
She's in her usual shirt with light pink sleeves and top front, pink and white stripes on the front, a pink back that has a pale golden wing design, and string tied around her waist.
She also has a pink mini skirt with two white edges at the bottom of the cloth, white leggings, two pink bracelets around her right wrist, and pink dress shoes.
"Yeah, we don't have anything better to do today anyways." Juleka added.
Juleka wears a black shirt with a mandarin collar and sea green lined collar and side pockets, and black mesh short sleeves. She also wears purple pants with holes above the knees and black high top sneakers with white soles.
On her hands, she has black fingerless lace gloves that have a diamond pattern design and end halfway up the forearm. She sometimes wears a glove on her right hand with a small mirror or makeup compact attached to it.
I was pretty hesitant about this idea. I was thinking of having a "just the two of us" shopping with Marinette. But I guess it's not that bad to bring more people. The more the merrier they say.
"This'll be so much fun! I'm so gonna post this on my blog." Alya said. Alya is a Martiniquan Creole-French girl with the height of 5'5" and a curvaceous body.
She has heart-shaped lips, hazel eyes, and a mole above her forehead. Her hair is wavy and reddish-brown ombre, growing slightly past her shoulders and having light copper-red tips. She wears black horn-rimmed glasses, with a white spot on each side.
Her outfit consists of a white tank top underneath a short-sleeved plaid shirt with white, orange, and purple stripes; light blue jeans, and white sneakers with black tops. She wears a light red-colored lipstick. And have i mentioned that she and Marinette were best friends?
We were laughing and enjoying each other company, but then my phone rang knocking me out of me reverie. Marinette gaze locked with mine as I opened my phone, quite anticipating a particular person to massage me this instant.
By now I could already tell I have doe hearts eyes due to the way that Marinette looked at me, which was pretty goofy and teasing if you'd ask me. I immediately opened his massage and my cheeks immediately flushed.
"Hey (Y/N), hope your not having such a hard time there without me. Akuma attacks could be just around the block, and all sorts of weird stuff. It Pains me to be away from you for this long, but i promise I'd make it up to you. I heard you and the girls were going shopping today, and coincidentally enough, my trip home is today as well. Wanna met up at the ice cream parlor then?"
It read in his little text. Marinette peered over to read it and a smirk instantly came up her face.
"Better send a reply (Y/N)!" She cheered, making my cheeks redder than they already are.
"I-ill do that later. Let's go shopping already." I shuttered, trying to cool down my flaming cheeks. Marinette giggled and patted me on the back, her eyes heald playfulness, but also a hint of sincerity.
"You guys are totally meant for each other." She said, a smile coming up both our faces as we trailed behind the group, giggling about alot of things along the way.