A/N: Hey! Chapter two is finally here! So far the response to this story has been nothing but great and I'm happy that you guys like this story so far! Anyway, here's the second chapter. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 2

Everything around Marinette echoed as she sat in the cafeteria with Nino, Alya and Adrien during lunch the next day. Her eyes remained wide open as she looked across the cafeteria to the table where Chloé sat with Sabrina. Marinette couldn't hear what Chloé what she was saying, but judging by her facial expressions, it was clear Chloé was complaining about something. The bluenette found herself wanting to be the one she was complaining to instead of Sabrina, and her eyes widened a little more at the thought. Did she seriously just think that? Knowing Chloé, she was probably complaining about her father buying her the wrong color of nail polish. She shouldn't be feeling this way, but Chloé's words from yesterday echoed in her mind.

"I could never hate you."

She had seemed so...sincere. It was something she had never seen from Chloé before and thinking back to the look in her eyes when she said it made Marinette's heart flutter. She wondered if that was the first nice thing Chloé had said to someone in a long time...and she had said it to her. Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Her 'arch rival'. The bluenette's eyes trailed down from Chloé's face and zeroed in on her lips. She remembered the way Chloé's lips had felt against hers, and while their first kiss caught her by surprise, their second kiss when Marinette had kissed her back just felt...right. Still, Marinette wondered. If Chloé said she didn't hate her, and never could, then why had she bullied her all these years?

"Marinette!" Alya's voice tore Marinette's gaze from Chloé and Marinette shrieked a little in surprise, thinking she had been caught staring at the blonde across the cafeteria.

"What?" She asked, eyes wide in panic.

"I asked you if you wanted me to come over after school so we can work on out French Literature assignment together." Alya told her, and Marinette sighed in relief. She hadn't been caught.

"Uh, yeah." She said. "You can come over. My parents will be in the bakery working for most of the afternoon so we'll have the apartment to ourselves."

Alya smiled. "Sweet, we can gossip without worrying about them overhearing anything." She said, giving Marinette a knowing look.

"Y-yeah!" She said warily. "Totally. Gossip. Homework and...gossip."

"Ugh, girl talk." Nino said. "Boring."

"It's boring to you because you're a guy." Alya sassed. "Hence why it's called girl talk."

"She does have a point, Nino." Adrien said, chuckling. Marinette noticed immediately how her stomach didn't immediately do backflips when he laughed, and it confused her. Her heart rate had still quickened a little, but other than that, her normal freak outs that her body went through when Adrien so much as breathed seemed to dial down on their own. The bluenette glanced over to a certain blonde girl, and wondered if it could be because of her, but could one person really change her feelings all within a time span of one day?

The answer was yes. She knew it was. The same thing had happened when Adrien had given her his umbrella that day in the rain. So, she knew it was possible, but the thought of not only Chloé but a girl being the cause of such a change was still mind boggling to her. Liking girls was something she needed to get used to so she wouldn't freak out as much when one so much as walked by her.

"Marinette, are you okay?" It was Adrien's voice this time that brought Marinette back to reality. Her head snapped in his direction and she nodded vigorously.

"Yeah, fine I'm!" She said. "I mean, I'm fine! Just...distracted."

Adrien nodded, accepting the answer before going back to conversing with Nino. Meanwhile, Alya leaned in close to her and whispered in her ear.

"Distracted by a certain blonde right?" She asked, suggestively. Marinette reluctantly nodded and chuckled nervously.

"Yeah..." She replied. "Something like that."

Marinette hadn't lying last night when she had confessed to Cat Noir that she wanted things between her and Chloé to work...but she was having trouble with a couple things. One of those things being, coming out to her friends. Sure, she knew that none of them were anti-gay or whatever, but it was still a scary thing for her considering she never even thought she'd ever have to come out as anything in her life. Needless to say, she was nervous. Another one of those things was Chloé. She couldn't tell them that it was Chloé she had kissed if it was ever brought up seeing as Chloé wasn't out to anybody and she didn't want to out her to anybody, but if she didn't tell them anything, they would get suspicious, and Marinette really didn't want to deal with Alya in 'detective mode' as the brunette called it. The third thing she was having trouble with?

She didn't know how to tell Chloé that she made her feel something. She half expected the blonde to laugh in her face and sashay away, but then again, Chloé hadn't exactly been living up to Marinette's mean girl expectations around her as of lately if the previous day were any evidence of that. She didn't even know how to bring the subject up to her, and it wasn't like she could just casually walk up to Chloé without a care in the world like they were suddenly best friends. Then Alya, Nino, Adrien and everybody else would really ask questions and probably wonder if the real Marinette had been abducted by aliens and was somewhere in outer space being probed on a mothership.

She huffed in frustration. This was so...complicated. She knew the whole aspect of her and Chloé's possible relationships would be difficult in the beginning, but not this difficult. Is this how Cat Noir felt before he came out to his mother? He said it was scary, but this was beyond scary for her. This was actually kind of terrifying, and she found herself understanding how Chloé felt when she asked her not to tell anybody about her sexuality or what had happened between them. Is this how she felt on a daily basis? She wasn't sure.

The bell rang, interrupting her thoughts and alerting her that she needed to get to class. The four of them grabbed their bags and dumped their trays before leaving the cafeteria. In her peripheral vision, Marinette saw Chloé enter the bathroom alone, and stopped in her tracks, turning towards the direction of the bathroom.

"You guys go ahead." She told her friends. "I'll catch up."

"What are you doing? You're going to be late." Alya told her, and Marinette nodded.

"Just tell Ms. Mendeleiev that I'm in the bathroom." She told her. "That's where I'm going anyway, I'll be there in a minute."

"Okay, fine." Alya said, and turned to continue walking with the boys. Marinette walked into the girls bathroom and saw Chloé fixing her makeup, she opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out when she realized she didn't know if they were alone or not.

"There's nobody else in here." Chloé said suddenly, not taking her eyes away from the bathroom mirror as she touched up her mascara. "You may speak freely."

Marinette drew in a deep breath as she took a step closer to the blonde. Here goes nothing.

"How did you know?" She asked. "I mean, how did you know you were-"

"A lesbian?" Chloé finished the question for her, and Marinette nodded. "It was little things at first. Whenever girls asked me at sleepovers what guy I liked, I had to come up with somebody random because I didn't like any of the guys at school, which I thought was normal at first."

"But?" Marinette questioned further.

"But," Chloé continued. "I started catching myself staring at girls. I would be in class and the next thing you know, I'm catching myself staring at a girls ass and wondering what it would feel like to kiss a girl or do other things. But the real icing on the cake though, was one day in the park when we were eleven."

"Eleven?!" Marinette asked. "You've known since you were eleven?" Chloé nodded.

"You had come over and sat across from me at a picnic table. You said something about waiting for Nino or whatever his name is. I had been waiting for Adrien and you asked if you could wait with me because you had seen me sitting all alone." She explained. "Then, when Nino or whatever finally showed up, you smiled."

"What does me smiling have to do with it?" Marinette asked, and Chloé finally looked away from the mirror to narrow her eyes at her for a moment before looking back to the mirror and continuing her makeup and her story.

"When you smiled, it took my breath away." She confessed, quietly and Marinette's eyes widened. "My heart pounded and stopped at the same time...it was the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. I was confused about my reaction to it at first, but when it all came together in my head, I realized that not only was I a lesbian...but I had a crush on you."

"You...you had a crush on...on me?" Marinette asked, and Chloé nodded. Putting her makeup away and turning to fully face the bluenette.

"I still do." Chloé confessed, and Marinette's breath hitched in her throat. The bell rang, signaling their five minutes to get to class on time was up and class was starting, but neither of them moved to go to class. They stood there, staring intently into each others eyes.

"Wait." Marinette said after a moment. "If you've had a crush on me this entire time, then why were you always so mean to me?"

A look of guilt crossed Chloé's features before she spoke. "When I first figured it out, I hated the fact that I was different, and I hated you for being the cause of it. I was angry because I thought that there was something wrong with me. All the other girls were talking about boys they liked, and I couldn't do the same because you made me realize that I like girls. I was angry at you because of it, so I lashed out at everyone, mostly you, though." She explained. "I never liked being mean to you, but in my head it was easier to push you and my feelings for you down and cover it all with my bitchiness than face my feelings for you head on. I didn't know how to truly deal with it all, so I just didn't."

Marinette was silent, not knowing what to say as she looked into Chloé's ocean blue eyes. All this time Chloé had been mean towards her because of her inner conflict with herself? Marinette felt her heart break for the blonde.

"I'm sorry, by the way." Chloé said, breaking the silence that had fallen between them. "For all those years of bullying you. You did nothing wrong, and you didn't deserve it. Nobody deserved it."

"It-it's okay." Marinette told her. "People deal with their feelings in different ways..that was your way of dealing with yours."

"Yeah, but it wasn't the right way." Chloé said. "I could have handled it better, so, I'm sorry."

"I forgive you." Marinette said, after a moment. The silence fell between them again, both girls wanting to speak, but neither knowing what to say.

"You made me feel something." Marinette said suddenly, and her heart pounded in her chest. Was she really doing this? "Yesterday, when you kissed me I...I've never felt anything like that. It was like, I don't even know how to describe it but it just...it felt right."

"It did?" Chloé asked, and Marinette nodded as he swallowed the lump in her throat.

"I thought about it a lot." She confessed. "And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I feel...something for you that I've only ever felt for boys. I never even knew that a girl could make me feel that way until you...I don't know...awoke something in me I guess? Does that sound cheesy?"

"Just a little." Chloé said honestly, causing them both to laugh for a moment. "But, you mean...you felt something?"

Marinette nodded. "It scared me at first, and to be honest it still kind of does. I don't even really completely understand what it is that I feel for you but..." Marinette trailed off and took a tentative step towards Chloé. "If it's okay with you...I'd like to figure it out."

Chloé was silent for a few moments, taking in the words Marinette had just said to her and asking herself in her head if she was dreaming because there was no way this was real. Marinette was afraid Chloé would shove her away with some sassy remark and was subconsciously waiting for the insult to come. After Chloé secretly pinched herself a few times to confirm that she was in fact not dreaming and Marinette actually felt something for her, she leaned down and kissed her. Marinette drew in a breath of surprise, but kissed her back nonetheless. When they pulled apart, Chloé smiled at the bluenette.

"Does that answer your question?" She asked, and all Marinette could do was blush and nod. Chloé smiled at her again before walked by her to leave the bathroom.

"You leave a few seconds after me so we go into the classroom as separate times and it looks less suspicious, okay?" Chloé asked, and Marinette nodded. Chloé nodded back before pushing the bathroom door open and leaving. Marinette opened her purse and Tikki flew out to hover in front of her face.

"Are you sure about this, Marinette?" The Kwami asked her chosen. "Chloé bullied you for so long."

Marinette nodded. "I'm sure, Tikki." She told her. "Chloé was afraid of what she was feeling, I know what that feels like. Sure, it wasn't the best way to handle things, but she knows that, and I think she may start to change how she treats people now that it seems she's starting to be less angry and scared."

Tikki smiled up at her, "You know, I'm happy for you, Marinette." She said. "I hope everything with Chloé works out well."

"I've got a good feeling about this, Tikki." Marinette said. "Maybe my Ladybug luck is trying to tell me something." The duo giggled and Tikki flew back down into Marinette's purse as Marinette left the bathroom and began heading towards the classroom with a permanent smile etched on her face. When she entered the classroom and apologized to Ms. Mendeleiev for being so late and took her seat, Alya leaned over to whisper in her ear.

"What's got you smiling so big?" Her best friend asked, and Marinette's smile only widened.

"Nothing." She replied. "I'm just...really happy right now. That's all."

"Okay." Alya said warily and leaned back into her seat as she went back to taking notes. Marinette glanced to the front of the classroom and locked eyes with Chloé, who was smiling tentatively at her. Marinette smiled back at her and the two girls turned back to their notebooks.

Chloé actually started taking notes on the lesson, only getting distracted every once in a while with a certain blue haired girl who sat across the room. Everything that had just happened felt so surreal, and once again she was convinced she was dreaming. However, after pinching herself a couple times again, a smile spread across her face. This was no dream. This was real, and her heart fluttered. She silently promised herself that she was going to make whatever relationship she built with Marinette work, and she would eventually work up the courage to finally come out to her parents. This was going to work.

She would make sure of it.

Later that day when the final bell rang and the students were all leaving to go home, Chloé stopped Marinette before she left the locker room.

"Marinette." She said, and pulled to the side by the wrist. The bluenette let out a surprised yelp as she was yanked to the side, she didn't think Chloé was that strong.

"What is it?" Marinette asked her, and the blonde placed a folded piece of paper in her hand. She looked from the paper to Chloé in confusion. "What's this?"

"It's my phone number." She said, smiling. "We need to be able t contact each other somehow, right?" Marinette smiled and wrapped her fingers gently around the paper, encasing it in her fist.

"Right." She said with a smile. "I'll text you later?"

"Looking forward to it." Chloé said, before she sauntered off to find Sabrina and Marinette left to catch up with Alya outside. She quickly typed Chloé's number in and added her to her contact list before putting the piece of paper in her purse and walking up to Alya.

"Hey girl!" Alya said when she walked up and waved goodbye to Nino as they started walking to her house. "Ready to get that assignment done?"

Marinette groaned. "Yes. I want it done and out of the way so I can focus on the other stuff I have going on." She said.

"Stuff like what?" Alya asked giggling. "Drooling over Adrien's posters in your bedroom?" Marinette couldn't help the blush that spread across her face, she was going to have to take those down now.

"No." She said, a smile on her face. "I do not drool over them."

"Right, you just bow down to them and worship the pictures like Adrien is some kind of god, right?" She teased, and Marinette playfully shoved her.

"I do not!" She giggled. "For your information Alya, I don't even really like Adrien anymore!"

Marinette slapped her hand over her mouth and her eyes widened when she realized what she had said and Alya stopped them where they were at the bakery's side door that lead to the apartment above.

"Whoa, what?" She asked. "What do you mean you don't like Adrien anymore? Just three days ago you nearly fainted because he accidentally bumped into you in the hallway!"

"Yeah, well...a lot can happen in three days." Was all Marinette said before opening the side door and ushering them both inside. She rushed up the stairs and Alya followed closely behind her.

"You can't leave me with something as cryptic as that!" Alya said when they entered the apartment. "Give me the details, girl! Who's the lucky guy who was able to tear your gaze away from Adrien?!"

"There is no guy." Marinette said. "I've just...gotten over my silly schoolgirl crush is all."

"Yeah, I totally believe that." Alya said as they entered Marinette's bedroom. "If you're so over Adrien, why do you still have posters of him all over your walls?"

Marinette gave Alya a challenging look before she walked over to her wall and ripped the first poster of Adrien she saw clean off the wall, crumpled it up and tossed it into the trash. Alya could only watch with wide eyes and a dropped jaw as the bluenette walked all around her room and tore the various posters off of her wall and threw them away, as well as the one picture she had framed on her desk.

"Yeah, okay, maybe you're over Adrien." She said when Marinette finished her handiwork, crossed her arms across her chest and raised a suggestive brow at the brunette.

"You think?" She asked, and laughed.

"But so fast?" Alya asked. "Another guy comes along and just poof your feelings for Adrien are gone?"

"I told you Alya," Marinette said. "There isn't a guy."

"How can there not be a guy?!" Alya asked. "It's impossible for there not to be a guy. How else could you have gotten over him so quickly?"

Marinette took a deep breath, it looked like this was it. This is how she was going to come out to Alya. Not exactly how she expected things to go, but nothing had really been going as she expected it to these past few days.

"Alya, there isn't a guy because..." She trailed off. "There isn't a guy because there's a girl."

Alya paused her rambling and her eyes widened as Marinette's words flowed through her ears. Had she heard her right? Did she hear what she thought she did?

"There's a...girl?" Alya asked, and Marinette nodded.

"Yeah, there's a girl." She said. "I'm...bisexual."

"You're bisexual?" Alya repeated.

"Surprise?" Marinette said, a nervous smile on her face. A big smile spread across Alya's face and she wrapped her best friend in a hug.

"Oh my god, Marinette!" She said. "I'm so happy for you!"

Marinette hugged her back tightly as the anxiety that had pooled in her stomach faded away. "Thank you." She said, and Alya pulled away and held her at arms length.

"So, who's the lucky girl?" The brunette asked, and Marinette sighed but smiled nonetheless.

"I can't tell you." She told her. "I'm sorry. It's because she isn't out to anybody except for me yet."

"Oh." Alya said. "You know what? That's fine. I'll know who it is eventually when she finally comes out, right?"

"Of course." Marinette said. "You'll be the first person I tell."

"I better be." She said. "She must be pretty special if she got your attention off of Adrien and guys."

Marinette giggled. "Yeah, she's...she's something alright." She said.

"Well, I'm glad you found someone who makes you happy." Alya said, and then she paused. "Wait, is that why you had such a big smile on your face in class when you came in? You saw her before you came in?"

Marinette blushed as she nodded. "Yeah, I saw her before class." She said, and Alya squealed.

"Oh, I may not know who it is but I already know you two are cute together!" She said, and Marinette laughed. "Wait, so...how did this all start? You and her?"

Marinette bit her lip. "Well...it just kind of did." She explained. "She pulled me into a supply closet, kissed me, and that was that."

"So, she just kissed you out of the blue?" Alya asked, and Marinette nodded. "What was it like? Kissing her?"

"Oh, Alya, I can't even describe it, it was so...magical." She said. "At first, I didn't kiss her back because I didn't know I even felt that way about girls, but I eventually did kiss her back and it was like fireworks exploded everywhere."

"Oh, girl you've got it bad." Alya said, and Marinette chuckled.

"I wouldn't go that far." Marinette said. "This all happened just yesterday."

"Yesterday?!" Alya asked, and Marinette nodded. "Is that why you were acting so weird after lunch?"

Marinette nodded again. "Yeah, I was really confused about what I was feeling but I thought about it a lot, and now...here we are." She explained.

"Well, whoever this girl is, she better treat you right." Alya said. "Because if she doesn't, she will feel my wrath."

"I don't think that will be necessary, Alya." Marinette told her. "I've got a really good feeling about this." Alya smiled at her.

"Well, that's a good thing." She said. "Alright, let's tackle this assignment now, shall we? You can tell me more about your lady love after it's done."

Marinette giggled and shook her head. "Okay, deal." She said, and the girls got their things out of their backpacks and began working on their homework. While Marinette felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders by coming out to Alya, another one took it's place as a new worry filled her.

What would Alya say when she found out her 'lady love' was Chloé Bourgeois?

A/N: Not gonna lie, I loved writing the scene with Marinette and Chloé in the bathroom in this chapter. It made me heart happy. Anyway, hope you enjoyed!

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