Hey guys! Sooo, this is my first fanfic. Go a little easy on me! Anyways, I hope you enjoy!

-Stormy Lights

Marinette flopped back onto her bed, the soft white comforter puffing up near the edges of her body. She couldn't believe it, It was finally time for college! She had applied to one of the top art and design schools in Paris and actually got in on full scholarship! Just one day from now, she would be living on that beautiful campus having the time of her life and finding out who she really was. She was no longer just the hero of Paris or the shy weirdo that turned to goo whenever her crush was within ten feet of her. No, now she would decide who she was.

Sighing and lost deep in thought, Marinette just laid there with a goofy looking grin on her face. Suddenly, Tikki lands on her nose with excited energy, "Marinette! I'm so excited for you! I've seen so many ladybugs come and go but there is something truly special about you! Not only did you stay close to the city to protect it, but you're also following your dreams and staying true to who you are! That can sometimes be very hard to do." The little red kwami gives marinette a proud smile as she responds, "Thanks Tikki, that means a lot. I've always been a little worried about getting older and following my dreams, but it definitely helps that I have you as a support in my life!" With that, she takes Tikki in her hands and snuggles her close to her face.

"Marinette! Girl are you ready to go out for the night or what!" Oh no! She completely forgot that Alya was dragging her to a club tonight to celebrate the end of summer. Flustered, she blurts out "Uhhh, n-no! Not yet! I'm having trouble figuring out what to wear!" As soon as marinette finishes her sentence, the small trap door on her floor opens to reveal the reddish brunette hair of her best friend and Tikki flies to hide. "Marinette I swear! Do I always have to dress you myself? Or is it because Adrien is gonna be there." She says with an eyebrow wiggle. Marinette could feel a warmth spreading across her cheeks at the mention of the famous model she was helplessly in love with. "Pshhh, what? Nooo, no no. D-definitely not the case! Besides, I'm 'just a friend'! He could never see me like that." She ends bending over with a groan. "Ah and that's where you're wrong girl! One look at the outfit i'm going to put you in tonight and he will be bowing at your feet! I promise" Alya said confidently with a wink.

Twenty minutes later, Marinette was leaving her house clad in a low cut black skater dress, bulky velvet red heels, and simple diamond studs in all three of her ear peircings. Her raven black hair was pulled into a high messy bun with a few loose curls framing her face, her face adorned nothing other than mascara to accentuate her already long lashes and a true red lipstick to pull the whole look together. She had an aura of confidence around her, seeing as she was sporting the colors of her alter they headed into Paris' hottest night club, Marinette felt as though she could take on the world tonight, and make it her bitch. She was unstoppable.

Once inside, she and Alya headed straight to the bar to start the night of right with a few shots of vodka. "Cheers! Let's enjoy this amazing night, no fears and no tears girl! Let loose!" With that, Marinette giggled and pounded three shots back to back. Feeling the beginning of her buzz, she and Alya headed to the dance floor. They were easily two of the most beautiful girls in the club, but of course, they were oblivious to it. After about 20 minutes of dancing and warding off half drunk boys, the girls retreated to a booth to sip a cosmo and catch their breath. At this moment, Alya noticed a beautiful blonde boy, dressed in black skinny jeans and a black button down, with simple Vans shoes and a Rolex watch. "Look what the cat dragged in Marinette! If it isn't lover boy himself, and he is looking fine." Alya said wiggling her eyebrows at her best friend. Marinette turned toward the entrance and felt the heat of a blush spread across her face. Dear GOD he did look good. His hair was a carefully placed mess and those green eyes shone like gems in the dimly lit room. She snapped back to reality with a squeal as he and Nino started to approach. "This is our night Marinette! Take the bull by the horns!" Alya cheered her friend on. Marinettes head whipped around just as Adrien leaned down to say hi. With their faces only inches apart, she could feel her blush deepen and her heart speed up. "Hey marinette, you look beautiful tonight." Adrien said, slightly blushing and out of breath due to how she looked. "Oh! Th-thanks Adrien! You d-definitely look good yourself. I didn't know you were gonna be here!" She replied as she nervously scratched the back of her neck. "Well, not that this isn't fun or anything but i'm gonna dance with my man for a bit!" Alya said as she dragged Nino to the dance floor. Within seconds, Adrien took a seat across from her in a booth and ordered the two of them shots. "Oh you didn't have to do that! I have my own tab open!" She squeaked out a little nervously. "Don't worry about it! My treat! I also thought that we could loosen up a bit by doing a round of shots with the game never have i ever." Adrien said with a mischievous look in his heat in Marinettes face crept to the rest of her body to think of the questions that could be asked in that game and what it might lead to. The thought both excited her and made her nervous. "Sounds g-great!" She said with a smile and a nervous giggle. A few seconds later, the shots arrive. Let the games begin.