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“Huh..?”
Horror was slowly building up inside me as I touched my face and the watched the same girl in the mirror follow the same movement
“Wh-What?”
I flinched at the sound of the voice that wasn’t my own, bile started to rise and the steady realization started to form in my head. Somehow in some way and form woke up as a character from the show Miraculous Ladybug , a show targeted for kids and teens. But I woke up not just as any character but as Lila Rossi.
I gagged and wretched forward before rushing out of the room and passed who I presume was Lila’s mother towards the bathroom when I violently vomited into the toilet.
Even when I was done and had everything empty out, still out of it I felt a hand pull back my hair and another on my forehead.
“My love? Are you alright? Did you get delayed jet lag?” asked the woman with concern, lacing her voice.
Quickly and automatically, I answered with a smoothed lie. “Yeah, mama.. But don’t worry, I'm good.”
I smiled weakly at the woman to reassure the woman while getting up slowly, making my way to the sink.
“Well if you’re alright then I should be heading to work now but call me if anything.” my mother said before kissing my forehead and leaving but not before adding, “And I left your card on the kitchen table so if you want anything just use that, alright? Bye Lila, be good at school.”
Just hearing that name just confirmed that I’m now the character Lila, after washing my mouth and looking in the bathroom mirror while hearing the front door close.
That woman really never been around her daughter long enough to know she’s being lied to and it shows how dismissive she is. Rolling my eyes, I look back at the reflection of Li- no of myself just taking in my appearance.
Tanned unblemished skin? Check. Long auburn hair? Checks out as well and tugging on it confirms it's not a wig along with the fact that I’m early in the show, and when mother dearest said to be good at school means that it’s Lila’s debut episode.
Back in the bedroom, I quickly opened the closet and scanned the hanged clothes before settling on my chosen outfit. Taking out a peach cream colored turtleneck under a frill orange blouse, paired with black denim jeans and reddish brown flats.
The idea is to look cute but classy so, at the vanity and I began my work with styling my hair to a side ponytail over my right shoulder, I also clipped my bangs back with two white hair clips so they framed my face from either side.
As I looked at myself in the mirror, just staring at the face that wasn’t my own but wore my very clothing style. I actually felt pretty for once in my life but it also brought back that sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach as to why am I here and where is the real Lila disappeared to. I just shaked my head to clear my mind to focus on my objective to survive the debut episode as I made a motion to move from the vanity, my hand bumped against something that caused me to look down.
My glasses. The same sleek rectangular metal glasses that I always wore along with a bracelet. A bracelet that I haven’t seen in years.
The horrible feeling came back with venges before forcing myself to calm down as I quickly put both items on and grabbed the backpack, rushing out the house and grabbing the card off the table in the process before finally bolting out the door.
This can’t be happening.. This can’t be happening .. This can’t be happening!!
Those words repeated over and over in my head as I walked through the city of Paris to distracted to even admire the beautiful city the show was based in as I racked through my mind some logical solution as to why my glasses are here and I know they are my glass due to the fact that the one Lila wears in season 5 were more bigger in frame, but the bracelet was a different story all together. The bracelet was a gift from a dear friend of the snake zodiac Ophiuchus back in my previous life before they passed, no one but me and them only knows what it looks like.
This never ending sense of dread couldn’t go away no matter what as I try. Someone or something put me here and into the body of Lila, what else from my previous life is here and what will it be.
I need to calm down, I can’t get akumatized this early and it will ruin everything nor have a panic attack. But it was just too hard not to delve deeper into my mind, just why.
Why?.. Why?!
A guttural groan past my gritted teeth in frustration as I glared at nothing, whatever let’s just get this day over with.
Seeing Collége Françoise Dupont in person really showed that the show didn’t do it justice as the building loomed over her, but besides that I need to keep my mind on the plan I formulated. I need to keep out of the main character’s way and stay in the background as long as possible to stay under radar, maybe find a way to take the spell book from Adrien without actually talking to him.
As if reading my mind or hearing me mention his name by mere thought, I saw the said model’s car pull in which prompted me to have a change in plans. Fueled by it, I pulled out my phone and started walking in a way that showed that I was too focused to pay attention and it gave me my desired result. As Adrien and I collided, our belongings scattered around us and I fell down with a yelp.
Okay, I underestimated how sturdy this model was despite not being in his hero suit.
While I rubbed my lower back to relieve the pain, Adrien rubbed his neck before getting up to help me stand back up while grabbing his bag.
“Sorry.. Are you okay? I did bump into you quite hard.” he asked
“Oh no.. No.. The fault’s all mine for not paying attention to my surroundings.” I replied with a polite smile.
Reaching out my hand for a handshake, “My name is Lila.. Lila Rossi and you are?”
I can tell Adrien was a bit taken back by my forwardness but was grateful of not being known about before shaking my hand in return.
“Adrien Agreste.. Are you new? I've never seen you before?”
I nodded while fixing my backpack to fawn the illusion of being nervous.
“Yes, I moved here from Italy so I’m still getting used to things here.”, I soon pointed to the school with an apologetic smile and added- “We should probably get going to class if we don't want to be late.”
Adrien’s eyes widened at the information and nodded with a smile.
“Yeah we should.. Shall we?” he asked as we both started walking to class.
Let’s see how this day goes.