Novel & Cerita Marinette Friends

Standing on my feet, I ran out of the apartment building at the speed of light and called a cab. “Martha…Martha!!!” I called loudly, running towards my room. “Yes, Miss!” She answered almost immediately, running out to meet me. “Where are Sir and Ma'am Smith? Are they back yet?” I asked anxiously, looking her in the eyes. “Ummm, no Miss, they wouldn't be back for a while,” she said quietly, lowering her eyes to the ground. “I don't understand…. Okay, can we call them at least?” I asked anxiously, holding on to a flicker of hope.

It's so easy for kids to switch their emotions. For me, it isn't. I still feel sour. I still feel….empty. Marinette's usually out on saturdays. She works—three days a week—at a downtown bookstore that's mostly filled with old couples. She says she likes working there because it reminds her of the happiness she once shared with Gwen's father.

She was quick to pull him back into the conversation. “Don’t be like that! It’s been hectic setting up the winery. Thankfully, Adrian helped take care of many things.” She smiled at him, a small gesture, but one that didn’t go unnoticed. Marinette shot another teasing look at Adrian. "What would we do without you, right? We’re just the extras." The girls giggled as Caelia joined in, playfully swatting Marinette’s arm. “Adrian, meet my friends. Their fathers do business with you, so they’ve been dying to meet you.”

" Iam Mason. This is Pheobe, my sister and this is uncle chuck. I call him my uncle, but he isn't. We..." " Come to the point, you idiot. Why are you going easy on her?" Pheobe interrupted as she got frustrated by Mason's talks. " Why's the rush? We got all the time," he said. ' I got no time to waste' I thought which I couldn't express with these tape on my mouth. " So introduce yourself," He said like we are having a nice conversation. A pause. " Oh right. The tape," Mason laughed and took it. " Iam Sydney Marin. I don't need to tell you about me. Come straight to the point,"

Marina smiled brightly and looked into the distance as if she was reminiscing. Many of the merfolk were puzzled, wondering what she was saying. “What's going on? Tell me more about your new friends.” The chief was agitated, shocked to hear that his daughter made friends. It was not a good thing. They had always protected Marina strictly and never allowed her to step out of the line. Marina was raised like a noble little princess, and they knew every friend she made. Everyone felt uncomfortable when they heard that Marina had made a friend who could help them.

“I do have friends that come around. But he is the one I choose to stick with. What about you? I hear you hardly make any friends.” I sniffed, twirling my glass. “I do have a friend of mine back at the pack I grew up in. And there is Marilyn and Karen, amazing people.” “That is nice. Who needs tons of friends anyway? They all just make things complicated.” “True.” I mused, taking a huge gulp of my wine. “So Mark, uhn?” I giggled. “Yeah, what do you know?” “I hear he is being an ass.”

They are teasing. "Oh, this wandering cousin of Rowan's good to be present," my wife voiced. "Of course, but if you didn't invite me, I would sulk," he said. My wife looked at him. "You were like a mushroom; you will come up and disappear eventually," Nanet said tearfully. Nanet met Rowan's cousin accidentally at the mall. If I'm not mistaken, the girl's name is Marife Martinez. She was the daughter of Rowan's father's sister. But she grew up with them because she lost her parents early.

"So, I haven't gotten the name of my new friend yet," "Oh, it's Marinette Karnowsky—" "The legendary Marinette of our dear Elle?" She asked with a laugh. I nodded sheepishly. "Does she talk that much?" "Almost 24/7," "Wow," "Anyways, I have to go now, my father expects me home for a royal meeting with another family,"

I said, shrugging my shoulders. When we made it to the lake, Marlo crashed into me. "Hey, buddy!" I said, stopping to meet his eyes. "Hi, Matilda!" He shouted completely ignoring me. "Hey," Matilda shyly replied. "Do you want to swim with me?" he enthusiastically asked. "Okay," she agreed. "I guess I wasn't standing here," I chuckled as Marlene approached. "I totally think they are best friends or mates," Marlene laughed. "That would be nice," I smiled. "I'm so happy to see you again," Marlene said, embracing me. "I heard about Marlin. That asshole! The whole situation had me shaking in my knickers in anger every time I would see those two together," I hugged. "I'm getting better every day,"