Story of the Year: Part Two
So here is part two of this fic. Enjoy! Have lots of Alya. I love Alya.
Three hours later, the bell finally rings for lunch.
Marinette has barely closed her bag when a vice-like grip clamps around her wrist and she’s being dragged away. She just has time to wave and mouth “Bye!” at Adrien before they’re in the corridor outside and Alya hasn’t even slowed.
Resistance being futile, Marinette allows herself to be towed out of the school gates and around the corner to her street.
Of course, Alya was bound to interrogate her in her own home.
“Hi Mme Cheng!” Alya shouts as she throws the door to the bakery open with a crash.
A customer looks startled, but Sabine is used to the juggernaut that is Alya and smiles indulgently. “Hello, girls! Are you home for lunch?”
Before Marinette can speak, Alya is answering for her. “Can’t, Mme Cheng. We’ve got some serious gossip to discuss!”
Sabine nods knowingly. “Ah, something to do with the Ladyblog?”
Alya seems momentarily confounded, as if she had completely forgotten about the Ladynoir development in the wake of her latest earth-shattering discovery.
For a second, Marinette feels her heart freeze.