Broken Kiss

Marinette is a part of the most popular clique at her high school, but disapproves of the other girls’ cruel behavior. When Marinette and her new boyfriend, Adrien, confront clique leader Chloe Bourgeois and accidentally poison her, they make it appear a suicide. Soon Marinette realized that Adrien is intentionally killing students he does not like. (Heathers AU)

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2. Chapter 2

Combing their hair in the bathroom mirror, the girls speak in comically whining-and-pathetic imitations of Becky as Marinette shakes her head with a half-smile.

"Ki-im, let's pa-arty." Says Chloe fixing her mascara.

"Ki-im, I ne-ed an orgasm."

Lila's gentle off-screen voice slices in. "Marinette, could you come back here?"

"Gross!" Say Chloe and Sabrina simultaneously.

"A true friend's work is never done." Marientte says as she reveals her right index finger is cut noticeably short, then walks over to the stalls.

"Grow up, Lila. Bulimia's so '86."

"Color me nauseous."

Marinette stands in a tight stall with an ashamed Lila.

"Maybe you should see a doctor."

"Yeah, maybe."

"Come on Lila." Says Chloe. "We want another look at today's lunch."

"Geez, don't listen to them." Marinette said, reassuringly.

A gnarly melange of chicken and potatoes is scraped off a plate into a cafeteria trashcan as the girls stroll by outside. Marinette pauses to peer in at the James Deanesque guy.

"God Marinette, drool much? His name's Adrien Agreste. He's in my American History."

"Give me the clipboard." Marinette said and as she walks off, Chloe oinks out some amusing sexual noises.

Marinette sauntered to Adrien's table. "Hello Adrien Agreste.

"Greetings and salutations. Call me Adrien."

"Marinette Dupain-cheng. This may seem like a stupid question..."

"There are no stupid questions."

"If you inherit five million dollars the same day aliens tell the earth they're blowing us up in two days, what would you do?"

"That's the stupidest question I've ever heard." Adrien said, suavely.

The jocks at their table, witness Marinette and Adrien.

"Who does that new kid think he is with that coat? Bo Diddley?" Kim said, enviously.

"Marinette is into his act. No doubt." Said Ivan.

"Let's kick his ass!"

"Shit, we're seniors, Ivan. Too old for that crap. Let's give him a scare though."

An intrigued Adrien laconically answers the question, "Probably just row on out to the middle of a lake. Bring along my sax, some tequila, and some Bach."

"How very."

Chloe breaks Marinette's daze of admiration. "Come on."

Marinette looked back at Adrien, "Later."

"Definitely."

Kim and Ivan move into Marinette's place. Ivan sticks his finger through a piece of pie on Adrien's plate.

"You going to eat this?"

"What did your boyfriend say when you told him you were moving to Paris?" Kim said, leaning in closer.

"Answer him dick!"

"Hey Ivan, doesn't this cafeteria have a No Fags Allowed Rule?"

"It seems to have an open door policy for assholes though, doesn't it?" Adrien cut in.

"What did you say dickweed?"

"I'll repeat myself."

Adrien gracefully stands, reaches into his coat, and pulls out a .357 Magnum. He fires twice at the boys.

Croquet wickets have been set up in standard form. Marinette, Chloe, Sabrina, and Lila stand at various positions in the yard holding different colored mallets next to matching balls. Chloe knocks her ball through the middle wicket.

"God, they won't expell him. They'll just suspend him for a week or something." Said Sabrina.

"He used a real gun. They should throw his ass in jail." Replied Chloe.

"No way. He used blanks. All Adrien really did was ruin two pairs of pants...Maybe not even that..." Marientte said giggling. "Can you bleach out urine stains?"

Chloe knocks her red ball into Lila's green one.

"Adrien? You seem pretty amused. I thought you were giving up on high school guys." Chloe said to Marientte.

"Never say never."

"What are you going to do, Chloe? Take the two shots or send me out?"

The Girls look to the doelike Lila with incredulous faces.

"Did you have a brain tumor for breakfast? First you ask if you can be red, knowing that I'm always red..." Chloe places her foot on her red ball. She swings her mallet down hard on the red ball sending the adjacent green one rocketing into a flower bed.

"Shit." Said Lila looking where her ball landed.

Chloe's next shot falls short of the next wicket. "Damn. It's your turn Lila."

"No, it's Sabrina's turn."

Sabrina hits her ball through a wicket and squeals.

"Anyway, I can say never to high school. I've got David." Chloe said proudly. "Maybe when you hit maturity you'll understand the diff between a Remington University man like David and a Westerburg boy like Ivan "Wham-bam-thank-you-maam" Bruel"

Sabrina misses her next shot.

"Ivan's sweet. Yo Lila, you're up." Said Sabrina.

Lila tries to navigate a shot from the flower bed. She slams her ball out of the flower bed. The ball bounces off a tree and amazingly goes

through a wicket. Lila squeals in delight.

"Holy shit!" Said Marientte at the same time Sabrina said, "God, that was unbelievable!"

"What. A. Shot." Said Chloe.

Lila's next shot falls short of the next wicket. Marinette begins setting up her shot.

"So tonight's the night. Are you two excited?" Asked Sabrina, eagerly

"I'm giving Marinette her shot. Her first Remington Party. Blow it tonight girl and it's keggers with kids all next year." Chloe said turning to Marinette.

" So who's this Brad guy I've been set up with? Witty and urbane pre-lawyer or albino accountant?"

"Don't worry. David says he's very so he's very."

Chloe again hits her ball into Lila's.

"Why?"

"Why not?"

Chloe slams Lila's ball back into the flower bed. Marinette's Mom calls out the back screen door.

"Sabrina, your Mother's here!"

"Come on whoever wants a ride."

As the girls head into the house, Marinette picks up Lila's ball and exuberantly throws it back toward the wickets.

Sabine, carrying a tray of pate, and Tom, carrying a Robert Ludlum book, place themselves around a patio table.

"Take a break Mari, sit down." Said Tom.

Marinette sinks into the empty middle deck chair.

"So what was the first week of Spring Vacation withdrawl like?"

"I don't know, it was okay, I guess."

"Hey kid, isn't the prom coming up?" Sabine said excitedly.

"I guess."

"Any contestants worth mentioning?"

"Maybe. There's kind of a dark horse now in the running."

"Goddamn. Will somebody please tell me why I read this spy crap." Said Tom.

"Because you're an idiot." Said Marinette smiling.

"Oh yeah, that's it." Tom immediately returns to reading with a wide grin.

"Great pâté, but I'm going to have to motor if I want to be ready for the party tonight." Said Marientte excusing herself from the table.

A Volkswagen Cabriolet pulls up in front of a 7-11 with Chloe at the wheel. Marinette pops out of the car, into the store as Chloe clamors to her. "Corn nuts!"

Stylishly dressed-to-massacre, VERONICA reaches out to a bag of Corn Nuts as Adrien disarms her. "You going to pull a Big Gulp with that?"

"No, but if you're nice I'll let you buy me a Slurpee. You knowyour 7-11 speak pretty well."

"I've been moved around all my life; Dallas, Baton Rouge, Vegas, Paris , there's always a 7-11. Any town, any time, I can pop a Ham and Cheese in the microwave and feast on a Big Wheel. Keeps me sane."

"Really? That thing in the caf today was pretty severe."

"The extreme always makes an impression, but you're right, it was severe. Did you say a Cherry or Coke Slurpee?"

"I didn't. Cherry." Marinette smiles at her Coolness. Adrien returns the smile. They exit the store towards Adrien's ferocious motorcycle.

"Great bike."

Chloe sounds her car horn with a grimace. Marinette glares at her then turns back to Adrien.

"Just a humble perk from my Dad'sFashion company."

"Time out...Adrien Agreste. Your Pop's Gabriel Agreste? Must be rough. Moving place to place."

"Everybody's life's got static. Is your life perfect?"

"Sure, I'm on my way to a party at Remington University." Said Marientte, slightly joking.

Marinette grows serious as the car horn sounds again.

"It's not perfect. I don't really like my friends."

"I don't really like your friends either."

"It's like they're just people I work with and our job is being popular and shit."

"Maybe it's time for a vacation."

The car horn blares again.

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