Would you believe me if I said I only started this AU so I could give Mari long hair and make her a model??? Well don’t cause I had lots of reasons~

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Would you believe me if I said I only started this AU so I could give Mari long hair and make her a model??? Well don’t cause I had lots of reasons~
Fanfic WIP Miraculously Swapped
Marinette stared out the window of the moving car on her way to school. It was a neutral day. It did't look like the sun was shinning, nor did it look like rain. Just a gloomy day.
"Jeesh, what a great first day of school" Marinette mumbled in the back seat.
"What was that honey?" her mother replied, glancing back at Marinette through the rear view mirror.
"Oh nothing mom, just talking to myslef again" Marinette dismissed.
The car would inch forward in the morning Paris traffic. The engine purring softly at each stop. The car passed by many advertisements along the street.
"Oh Marinette that perfume ad you did really turned out wonderful! You look so pretty sweetie" Marinette's mother cooed.
"Aw thanks mom, I only get these good gigs because you're the best manager I could ask for. I really appreciate all the time you and dad make for me. I know he's busy coming up with next season's new line and you're super busy handling both our schedules."
Marinette could see her mother's smile in the rear view mirror. She then glanced to the window. Everything was moving in a blur outside, but Marinette could tellthey were getting close to the school.
On the other side of town, Adrien was jogging to school. He was running a bit behind, but he was trying not to break a sweat before class. It was his first day of school, he couldn't show up all sweaty, but on the other hand if his father finds out he's late on his first day, he'll ground him for sure.
"OK, maybe I better to pick up the pace just a little" Adrien said between breaths. He then reaches a crowded crosswalk only to see a small old man almost to the other side. A car was approaching the crosswalk at a careless speed. He notices the old man is moving too slow and races to pull the man to the sidewalk just as the car zooms through. The old man thanks him. Adrien then reaches into his book bag to a container of cookies from his father's bakery. He offers the old man a cookie before running off to school. The old man smiles to himself. He walks past Agreste Bakery as he finishes his cookie.
"Marinette, honey. Traffic is a bit worse than I had thought it would be this morning. You might be a bit late dear."
"Mom, I cant be late on my first day!" Marinette said frantically. She had a bad habit of being late places and she is intent on breaking that streak. "If I get out and go on foot, I might make it in time."
"Are you sure dear? I won't make you that late-"
"I'll be fine! Gottagobye!" Marinette interrupted as she got out of the car. She not so gracefully wove between cars to the sidewalk. Tripping on the ledge, but regaining her balance in time. "That's another thing I need to work on. I'm a total klutz!" She sprints toward the school. Marinette looks at her watch "I'll make just in time!" As she nears the school, she sees an old man on the ground. His cane is out of his reach. She rushes to his side, grabs his cane and helps him up. He thanks her as her mother drives by and waves at Marinette. "It looks like I would have gotten you here on time!." Her mother teases as she drives away. The old man has already disappeared. Marinette turns toward the school and heads up the stair to the entrance. She is met by a sweaty blonde haired boy. He looks at her, immediately recognizing her by commercials and magazine covers.
Marinette Dupain Cheng goes to this school Adrien thought.
"Umm we're both going to be late if you come on" Marinette says. Adrien, now awake from his thoughts sees Marinette holding the door for him. "After you-"
"Adrien!" He accidentally shouts. "Heh heh. My name is Adrien Agreste." He stammers.
"Well come on Adrien Agreste! I don't want to be late." Marinette teases.
She follows Adrien in the door. "Uh hey, this is my first time here. I'm not really sure where to go." Adrien explains.
"Are you a freshman?" Marinette asks.
"Yep" replies Adrien.
Marinette grabs Adrien's hand. "Come with me then."
Adrien's cheeks grow red and he can feel his heart beating in his chest. What is this?
Marinette and Adrien walk into Ms. Bustier's classroom. Everyone stares and whispers. They look down to see they're still holding hands. They quickly release their grip. Marinette places her hands behind her back. Adrien shoves his in his pockets, while sporting a rosy red cheeks. The class is still whispering while making glances at the two.
"OK. Everyone settle down now. I've assigned you all seats AND we have new students I would like to introduce." Ms. Bustier said authoritatively. "Everyone, this is Adrien Agreste."
Adrien waves to the class. "Hi everyone, I'm very happy to be here."
"And this is Alya Cesaire." Alya smiles at the class.
"Now for the assigned seats-" The class sighs "The front two desks will be Sabrina and Cloe, Nino and Adrien. Behind them is Alix and Mylene, Alya and Marinette. Behind them will be...." Ms. Bustier goes on assigning tables.
"Uhg. Marinette I wanted to sit next to you." Cloe moaned. Sabrina looked at her with a sad look. "No offense Sabrina, but Marinette is a model. Plus we've been besties since we were little. YOU can't top that."
"Cloe, its fine. We're still seated close to each other." Marinette soothed.
"Yeah, but now you have to sit behind the new boy and NEXT to the new girl. What if they're weird?" Cloe said, a little disgusted.
"WE CAN HEAR YOU." Alya and Adrien said in unison.
"Uh I know that. I said it out loud. Does it look like I care?" Cloe said, indifferent.
"Don't mind her." Said Marinette to Alya and Adrien.
"Girl, you're friends with that brat?" Alya asked. "I feel for you."
"She's not that bad. She's like that with new people, but she's actually really nice once you get to know her." Marinette said, trying to smooth things over. Cloe can be nasty and bratty at times, but she has been Marinette's best friend since they were kids.
"I don't want to sit next to Kim!"
"Ivan, please lower your voice. That is your assigned seat next to Kim. I expect you will sit there without any more disruptions." Orders Ms. Bustier.
Ivan, still refuses to sit down. He stands there with a grim look on his face.
"Ivan for the last time, if you don't sit down, I'm sending you to Mr. Damocles' office." Ms. Bustier says sternly as she writes a note explaining Ivan's disruptions in short,
"I'll go there myself then because I'm not sitting next to Kim." Ivan says as he storms out of the room, grabbing the not off her desk.
"Now then, lets get back to class" Ms. Bustier says in a much calmer tone.
Ivan stomps to Mr. Damocles' office, opening the door without warning. Mr. Damocles', who is reading fanfiction on his school computer sees the door swing open out of the corner of his eye and quickly exits out of browser. Shoot! I didn't save my page. Now it'll take me half a period to find my spot.
"Ivan! Were you raised in a barn? Go back out and knock until I say to come in." Mr. Damocles berates. "Jeesh, kids these days." He mumbles.
Ivan, now filled with rage exits the office, slamming the door behind him.
Somewhere in a dark room. A small light begins to shine through. The hole gets bigger and bigger. Letting more light shine in and exposing a masked man in a purple and black suit. There are pale white butterflies fluttering around him the still dim room. Each emitting a small amount of light. The man extends his hand with an open palm. A butterfly lands on his hand and claps another hand on top. Trapping the creature. A dark aura forms around his clasped hand. When he opens them, a now purple and black butterfly takes off. It flutters out a small opening in the window with a purpose.
Fanfic wip
Gonna post the fanfic WIP for my au that I worked on Saturday. It’s not great. I just wanted to start it while I was bored at work. My work computer doesn’t have word so I just had to type it in an email so don’t judge me for misspellings and grammar.