Hello everyone!

Ready for the next exciting chapter in this long saga? This will be a Bridgette centered chapter since I wanted to briefly go over her backstory. It switches from first-person to third-person a bit, so just giving you a heads up!

Bridgette: A Past Unraveled

The day we met you taught me something so important. "There are many beautiful things in this world I have yet to see." The sunset I drew with my colors was still black and white because my heart had not yet caught up to you.

I met my first real friend when I was in grade school.

I know Chloe and I have been friends since we were babies, but we didn't truly become friends until we started going to the same school together. Although she was more outspoken than I was, we would constantly bicker about the silliest things. Being a shy girl, nobody gave me the time of day as I sauntered through school with a sad look on my face. Everyone else had specific friend groups they joined and did many activities together. Did any of them invite me, no I was the one who watched from the shadows.

Should we ask her to play with us?

No, she probably has other things to do.

I've never seen her talk with anyone. I never seen her talk at all.

How hurtful, the way their words stung me. Then again, no one got to know me. My mother and grandfather encouraged me to go and make some friends, but I was so nervous to talk to anyone. What would they do if they knew I was unlucky?

So, to my surprise, a new classmate joined halfway through the year. He was a nice looking boy with sparkling eyes, a hopeful smile, and wore a cute stripped shirt. All the girls would blush and giggle when he walked by their desk, coaxing him to come and chat with them.

Me? I was sitting off the side and doodling in my notebook. One day I wanted to be a model and walk down a runway with some of the most popular designers. Ever since I watched Fashion Week with my mother, I became enamored at the thought of being a beautiful model. Maybe then I could show the world how lucky I was to be both talented and gorgeous too. Perhaps one day I would get a boyfriend who loved me as well.

"May I sit next to you?" His voice cut through my thoughts, making me gaze up at him. Smiling, he sat down at the desk next to me, his eyes full of happiness. "You seem very different from the other girls. In fact, I think you might be even more interesting."

I stared at him, though it was quite difficult to see through the bangs that cascaded over my face. I wasn't the most prettiest girl with my hair wild and sporadic, unruly sweater, and faded leggings. The look he gave me set my heart fluttering, but only for a moment.

"What's that?" He gazed over at her notebook, seeing all her cute poses and doodles. "Wow, those are incredible! Whose that, is that you?"

"I-I-I made them to look like m-m-me..." I whispered quietly, not wanting to show him the blush on my face. "D-D-Do they really look that g-g-good?"

His face broke into a big smile. "Are you kidding me? These look fantastic! You could be a model in those clothes one day."

It was at that moment that a wave of self-confidence flowed through me. I never had anyone outside my family say something good about my artwork before. The feeling of pride washed right over me, making me smile for the first time since coming to school.

"Thank you, my name is Bridgette Dupain-Cheng."

"I'm Andre Bonheur, a pleasure to meet you!"

She admired her friend who was bright like the sun and had an infectious smile. Eventually, she resolved to become that kind of person herself.

As long as my closest friends are happy, that's enough for me. Just a smile from them is enough to bring a smile to my own face. So I don't fight for myself. I fight for those who are dear to me, and I always will!

Over time, I got to know Andre as we navigated elementary school together. We did everything as a pair, snack time, recess, and even group work. I could tell the other girls were jealous when they saw us working with each other. Eventually, we added Lyra and Javin to our group when we reached the final years of school. Javin was still the prankster we all knew and loved while Lyra developed her motherly personality the more she hung out with us. The bond between Andre and I never changed, even as we grew older we stayed in touch.

Chloe joined our group, bringing a sense of kinship between us. Since she was the mayor's daughter, we started going to more events that brought us into another scene of Paris; the fashion scene. I went to shows with her and Lyra and got my modeling mojo right back on track. Wanting to be more lady-like and mature, I cut my wild hair and got a new wardrobe with Chloe's help.

"Woah, is that really Bridgette? She looks so different!" Javin exclaimed, seeing me walk to school with my new style. "I hardly would've recognized her if it hadn't been for her signature blue hair!"

"We spent the whole day shopping with daddy's credit card! Oh the stress of changing a person's look really took a toll on me." Chloe said dramatically, putting a hand to her face.

"Yes, because shopping is what really separates the athlete from the weak." Lyra sarcastically remarked, rolling her eyes at the blonde dramatics.

"Not to worry, everyone is going to love the new and improved Bridgette!" Chloe gave a smirk as she pointed at Andre. "We already got one willing participant ogling her beauty."

True to her word, Andre stared at Bridgette's face, seeing it fully for the first time. Inside his chest, his heart thumped wildly while his mind screamed with happiness at her new change. It was a secret to everyone that Andre had a crush on Bridgette after all these years, but the energetic female failed to notice. In fact, another boy in class also had a crush on her and she still didn't see it! Sometimes he wondered if Bridgette saw him more than just a friend.

"Do you like it? I mean, it's something I've been wanting to try out for all these years." Bridgette asked shyly, looking up at Andre's eyes with hope.

His signature smile adorned his face. "Anything you wear would look exquisite."

She can't convey all her passionate feeling in a text message. She wants to tell him face to face, but she's too nervous to even look at him. She'll need to cram all those feelings into a letter. She was determined when she went to bed, but is back to fretting again with the coming of the morning.

Then Felix entered the picture.

When he first arrived on the scene, I was well into my happiness phase that I hadn't had time to notice the subtle changes that were going on within the friend group. Marceau and Kit had entered the group after we almost had a falling out with the foxy girl. We had all decided over summer break to go to the school that was well around our area and to never break apart for anything. Lyra and Javin started getting closer, well as close as a jokester and a matron could be. Chloe was designing clothes for me to wear in her upcoming fashion line. Andre had gotten bit by the baking bug and started selling pastries outside the tea shop until mother decided to let him sell inside. This meant a lot more closer moments between the two of us and I almost let him inside my heart.

That all changed when a mysterious new fellow order a cup of Earl Grey.

He was a model, which I aspired to become. The way he had his air of mystery mixed with the face of a cold stone made him more handsome. It set my heart ablaze once more and I was determined to gain his affection. Chloe, Lyra, and Kit supported my chance for romance as I set out to get his love.

I spent nights formulating love letters, rehearsing dialogue, and even practicing my confessions on Marceau and Andre, both whom were disappointed that I wanted to pursue Felix. It didn't matter because love can make you do crazy things.

All of that would change when I became the leader of the Quantic Kids.

Now I had a kitty cat who constantly begged for kisses and did everything in his power to gain my affection. Annoyed, I tried everything to throw him off my back, rejecting his advances and reminding him that I loved someone else. The others found our banter to be witty and hilarious and we did make a perfect team. I wanted to have the same effect on Felix in that sort of way. Ladybug was more carefree and not afraid to speak her mind, so I started channeling my own thoughts and speaking like her.

I didn't get the reaction I wanted, but Felix at least noticed me.

I was fine to be constantly ignored by the man I loved. My mother was the same way with my father after all.

Felix and I have a great relationship, even if he doesn't want to say it.

I'm happy right?

Right?

Bridgette gazed out at the horizon, the moon shining brightly down on her melancholy face. This kind of night would be so romantic if it hadn't been ruined by the revelation of her crush being the cat that wanted her love. After all these months, her heart refused to believe what she just saw. He would never speak to her without a hint of irritation or cold indifference. How could she be so stupid, chasing after someone who only wanted her love to break some stupid curse!

"It's just not...I can't believe..." She covered her face as tears poured down. "I'm such a fool to believe in a silly thing like love! I wasted my whole life of fighting crime to chase down a boy that was never in love with me in the first place."

Gripping her jacket, she leaned over the edge of the Eiffel Tower. "What's the point of saving the multiverse? I'm probably the weakest of all the Ladybugs in that room. They don't need me, heck even I don't need myself either. I'm so tired of chasing things that will never come to me. I let my teammate die, one left because I couldn't save her, and my whole world could be destroyed from a force I never wanted to take part in. I'm truly the most unluckiest person ever."

Standing high above Paris, one lonely girl cried out in pain and sorrow.

"Give me something to live for because I can't find my own!"

One girl stood above the world, tears cascading down her face.

Why, as she stood on top of the floor, did she feel herself falling down?

Who truly is the unluckiest person alive?