my first story! yay! i hope it doesn't suck!
Soo, a few things you need to know:
1. English is not my native language so i'll probably do some mistakes lmao
2. your character is a German who moved to paris
3. french is written in english and when your character speaks german i will write it in german with the translation after it
4. i will 'use' the villains for my story not in chronological order- i hope you don't mind and understand what i just wrote lol
i stood in my new room. it wasn't fully decorated but it already looked comfy and cozy. i sat down on my grey couch and picked up my phone to text my friend f/n.
we were in Paris now for only three days and i already miss her like hell. on of my fears is that i won't make any friends here. That would suck.
"the food is ready!", i hear my mom shouting for me and my little sister.
even though we are germans my parents speak french with us, so we can improve our french. i think i'm good at the language but i'm not perfect. my sisters french isn't that good so my parents sent her to a special school, where she'll learn the language. she dumb lol. no, my sister is actually really smart. She once won a math competition in 5th grade. I could never. my math is horrible.
anyway , i walked down the stairs and sat down on a chair. It's weird that the house where we live now is our new home. it feels a bit strange, but i will get used to it by time.
"s/n, your bus will drive at 7:35 please get up tomorrow timely"
my sister gave my mom a no-shit-sherlock look and i started laughing.
"when you want to improve your french, you have to speak more than one word", i told s/n.
"i can speak french when i want to", my sister said.
"it doesn't matter. Stop it please", your mother interrupted us. she hates when we argue like that, but i can't help it.
after dinner i went to my room and turned on the tv. I found nothing interesting to watch so i decided to watch the news. I need to know at least a bit about my new home town.
the friendly red-haired news lady told something about akumas and ladybug and chat noir.
i already knew the heroes of paris, they looked pretty cool in their animal-like costumes but doesn't the spandex feel weird on their skin? when i meet them, i could ask them this. but no, probably not, that would be weird.
they showed an interview with the akuma victim. the victim was a sweet man who sells ice cream. friendly and genuine persons like him get akumatised too? okay, that is scary... i hope i won't get akumatised, i don't wanna hurt people.
after watching the news, and texting my friend f/n about this strange akuma stuff, i found a funny show to watch for the rest of the evening.
my alarm clock played my favorite song at exactly 7:15 am. my sister had to get up earlier than me, because she has to take the bus to get to school when i can easily walk to school.
i stayed a few minutes in my warm bed but after my mom yelled at me i got up and ate breakfast.
"and? excited for school? hell, even i am excited, for both of you!", my mom says to me while she drank her tea.
"yeah, but i'm scared. what when they all think i'm weird and avoid me?"
i'm definitely not the person who just wanders to people and strikes up a conversation with them. nope.
i'm the kind of person who stands alone and watches other people having fun, and then feels bad about themselfes.
"then you have to come ouf of your comfort zone and talk to people"
"ja, weils auch so einfach ist", i mumbled. (yeah, because it's so easy)
"oh, don't be a sissy. now get up and change your clothes and brush your teeth. you have to go in 20 minutes!"
"yes, mother", i said while saluting and pretending her to be my boss.
i walked upstairs to my room and picked out my favorite clothes. i feel a bit confident when i wear them, maybe it'll help me.
after brushing me teeth and doing my skin care routine i grabbed my backpack from the floor and walked downstairs to my mom.
my dad has already left for work, he always leaves early and comes back late.
"mama, ich hab wirklich angst", i said to her. (mom, i'm really scared)
"das schaffst du schon. wenn du heute keine freunde findest, dann eben morgen. versuch einfach ganz normal zu sein, dann kann nichts schiefgehen"
(you got this. if you make no friends today, you will make some tomorrow. just try to be normal then nothing bad can happen)
i smiled at my mother. she is good at cheering me up, that's one of the many reasons why i love her so much. even though she can get pretty strict sometimes.
"thanks, mom. i needed that"
my mom gave me a hug, i felt good. i love hugging people, but i'm often too shy to do it.
"oh my- i have to go now if you want to be on time!", my mom said nervously.
i think she is more anxious than me. anyway, i said goodbye to her and left our house.
i think i know the way to my new school. my parents walked the whole way with me yesterday and even if i don't have it memorized, then why does google maps exist?
on my way i put on my earplugs and listened to my favorite music. music really helps me calming myself down. i was so nervous. the students in my home town didn't really liked me. i had some 'friends' yeah, but without f/n i wouldn't have survived all my school years. i really miss her and i hope i find a f/n in paris.
when i walked into school i looked around. there were many students chattering and having fun, even though its the first day after school holidays.
i checked the time, 10 minutes until the class starts. i better search for the classroom.
with my schedule in my hands i walked up the stairs, looking for my room. i felt a bit lost, there were many students and it scared me.
"hey, do you need help?", i heard a sweet voice saying behind me.
i turned around and saw a small girl, with blond short hair and the biggest blue eyes i've ever seen.
"ähm- ah, yeah. i-i can't find my classroom"
great. why can't i form a single sentence to a stranger without stuttering?
"well, can i see your schedule?", the girl asked smiling. she is really nice.
i handed her the schedule i just got yesterday and bite my lips.
"ah! we're in the same class! juleka come here, it's the new girl!"
a girl with dark clothes came up to us. she looked like the complete opposite of the girl before me, but the fact that they are friends or maybe a couple (who knows?) is super cute.
"hi", said juleka and stood beside the sweet girl.
"that's great! we're gonna get along just fine, i know it! i'm rose, that's juleka and your name is?"
rose and juleka started walking and i followed them.
"i'm y/n. it's nice to meet you guys"
i really hope they will stick with me today. and tomorrow, i hope they are going to be my friends, because they seem really nice and i don't think i will meet other people so easily and fast like that.
"madame bustier told us that you are german! but your french is so good, i didn't even notice a accent. do you already like it here?"
rose talkes a lot. it's cute.
"thank you and yeah.. it feels weird to live here now, but i like it"
rose smiles. "that's nice to hear. look, we're here, our classroom!"
rose opened the door and i walked in behind juleka. there were a few students already here.
i noticed a girl with blue hair who was talking to another girl with brown hair. in front of these two sat a boy who listened to music.
"you can sit behind juleka and me, if thats okay?", rose asked me.
juleka already sat down on her place and looked calmly out of the window.
"yeah, yeah. that's good"
i walked up, but a girl with blond hair stopped me.
"look sabrina, the new german girl is here. they clearly don't have clothing stores in germany, when i see what you are wearing", she said and her friend faked a laugh.
"why do you care about my clothes?", i asked her.
"they look horrible, just like marinette's", the girl shrugged.
"chloé, just because no one except you can afford designer clothes doesn't mean you can pick on us!", the blue-haired girl shouted angry. i think she was about to slap chloé or something because her friend held her back.
chloé simply turned away and started to whisper with her friend.
"i'm sorry about that, but- that's chloé", marinette said to me in a sad tone.
"oh, it's fine. it's not your fault", i told her.
marinette smiled and the girl behind her leaned forward. "hi, i'm alya"
"and i'm marinette, it's nice to meet you. madame bustier has told us about you"
honestly, why are they all so nice? is this some kind of fanfiction or what-
then a boy entered the class, causing marinette to stare at him. ah, someone has a crush. alya sent me a knowing smile, while she rolled her eyes. i just giggled and walked up to my place behind juleka and rose.
"i heard what chloé said, i'm sorry. she is like that with everyone", rose sighed.
"it's okay. i'm just glad not everyone here is like her"
"i hope she will drop that mean attitude", rose said.
a woman walked into the room and was instantly greeted by every student. it was madame bustier, she looked friendly. i hope she is as friendly as she looks like. "ah, y/n i see you've found a place to sit. but you are alone, how about you take a seat with rose and juleka?". everyone turned to me and i felt uncomfortable.
"ähm- yes, madame?", i said while grabbing my backpack and standing up to sit next to rose.
the class laughed, even madame bustier giggled. "you don't have to call me madam, y/n"
i nooded and said a quiet 'okay'.
