"The school was founded in 1943, the building being built in 1816 and was a number of things. First it was a bank, then a hotel, then a restaurant, then a Bed and Breakfast, then a school," Tikki smiled and Marinette hummed as she pulled out her phone, scanning through Instagram. "Phones aren't permitted on school property."

"Why?" She stuffed her phone back into her purse and pulled out lipgloss, putting on a little then putting it back in her bag.

"In case you cheat," Plagg shrugged his shoulder. "Sorry 'bout that."

"Did you place that rule?" Plagg nodded. "No wonder. You look like a lost puppy compared to everyone else I've seen."

"He is," Tikki giggled. "And I'm like his owner. We're best friends and we're neighbors."

"Intriguing," Marinette rolled her eyes. "Can you just help me find my classes and locker?"

"Mmh," Tikki smiled, taking her schedule as they walked down the hall, Tikki got to Marinettes locker, opening it up and Marinette finding other things inside it. "I'll tell Mrs.Latium that someone put things in your locker, it's most likely Adriens or Skye's."

"Who?"

"Skye is the hottest chick in school," Plagg shrugged his shoulders. "She's dating Adrien, the second best player on the fùtbal team, best player on the rugby team, basketball team and baseball team and plays any sport our school hosts."

"Well he seems delightful," Marinette rolled her eyes as the continued to walk. "Where are my classes?"

"Your Homeroom and Mathematics teacher, Mr.Von, is right here," Tikki smiled as the tall, lean man inside shuffle through papers. "He's my and Plaggs Homeroom too," she smiled as they continued to walk. "Your history class with Mrs.Concali is across the hall," Marinette looked through the door to see a small woman writing something on the board. "She looks boring but is really fun."

"Thanks Tikki," she turned her head to the hall, putting down the chalk and walked out of her room. "Who do you have here?"

"Marinette. She'll be in you History class second period." Plagg shrugged.

"Wonderful!" She smiled. "That's my favorite class, seeing as everyone gets everything done quick. Students usually get free time the last ten minutes. See you then." She smiled, walking into her room and continuing to write.

"Mr.Lee is right next to Mrs.Concali's room, you have him for literature and then Mr.Monarchs room is at the end of the hall, you have him for science." Tikki smiled.

"Then what do you have for extra classes?"

"I don't do, any other classes. I have study hall." Marinette dusted her skirt as Plagg skimmed her classes.

"Why don't you have art? Or Physical Education? Or technical support?"

"Excuse me?"

"We have these classes that aren't manditory for other schools. Our principal calls them Specials, like they do in America, but in America their mandiroty. You have Physical Education, Art, Technical Support or computers and Music."

"Well I guess I don't need them."

"They're mandatory here. Maybe it's just a fill in. I'm sure Mrs.Latium will give you one soon." Tikki smiled as the bell rang against their ears, students pilling into each other and to lockers, Marinette walking to hers and finding a blonde boy next to hers, a black haired girl leaning against her locker.

"Adrien come on, you'd just miss one practice." Skye begged and he sighed.

"I can't Skye. Even if I miss one I can't play." He looked at her as Marinette crossed her arms.

"Excuse me," Marinette glared at Skye as the two turned their heads to her. "That's my locker. Get off."

"This is my locker." Skye barked.

"A-Actually it's not," Tikki pushed her no rim glasses up her nose. "Marinette is new here. Mrs.Latium assigned her this locker. Yours is on the other end of the-"

"Shut up."

"Okay." Tikki looked at her feet and Marinette scoffed rolling her eyes.

"Look New Girl, this is my locker." Skye crossed her arms, Adrien shaking his head as he grabbed his textbooks.

"No it's not so why don't you just quit while your behind, it's clear he doesn't want to get with you. Have you seen what you're wearing?" A few students around them laughed.

"What're you wearing?" Skye laughed. "Are you a fùtbal mom or something?" Kids around them laughed.

"Actually this is all Gabriel Agrestes newest line of clothes, personally made for me," Marinette smirked as they gasped, Adrien turning to her. "And this bag is one of a kind, so why don't you just go run back home to your shack?"

Skye growled as she marched away from the locker, Marinette huffing in approval as Plaggs laugh remained. "That was really mean," Adrien closed his locker, Marinette glaring at him as he looked down at her, meeting her eyes. "Where are you from anyway?"

"Paris." Marinette stood up straight, even trying to match his ever growing height.

Adrien laughed. "That explains why your so snotty." He walked away from her and into Mr.Vons room.