"Look, Marinette!  It is the opportunity of a lifetime you have been wanting for all your life," Alya says.

       Marinette looks up to see a billboard with the words Make-up Artist needed for Adrien Agreste, model, and son of the fashion designer, Gabriel Agreste. She turns  towards her best friend and shakes her head.

     "Make-up is not my thing, Alya," She protests.

      "Girl, do not let that stop you," Alya smiles.

      Marinette nods her head. She knows Alya is right. She goes to the place the sign says the applicants are to show themselves. She stumbles as she goes through the door. She stands back up and walks right to the table. She is third person in line. She thinks perhaps the Agreste will see right through me and pick someone else.

     She is glad she has on a disguise. This way other than Alya no one else has to know it is her. She waits to see what happens.

     "Next," The man behind the table says. 
  

   The first applicant leaves looking rather disappointed.  Now, the second one comes to the table all cheery, fills out a form, and heads it over. She waits, then is sent away.

      Now, it  is her turn. She gulps, walks to the table, and fills out a form. She hands it over. She does not look up or say a word the entire time.

     "Hmm, Ladybug is it?  It seems you have the credientals were looking for the job.  You are hired,"  The man tells her.

    "Wow, this is a honor, thank you so much, " She replies.

   "Whatever, just make sure you are here ready to start right at 6 am tomorrow, See you then,"  The man tells her.

     Ladybug nods her head and heads on home.

    to be continues in Chapter  1

     bye, bye little owlets!

  -Summer out!