An alarm blared in Adrien's ears. He sat up and stretched his muscles, peering outside. Here's to another day.

He lazily walked over to his closet and pulled out his signature outfit, yawning as he did so. Plagg flew out from underneath the blanket and joined him.

"Geez, you seem tired," the tiny creature observed.

Adrien rubbed his eyes, yawning again. "Yeah, I barely got any sleep last night."

Plagg flew over and sat on Adrien's shoulder. "Why?" he asked.

"I don't know," Adrien sighed, slipping on jeans over his boxers. "I've just been thinking."

Plagg shrugged, slightly confused. He was too lazy to press the matter. "Oh well." He flew over to the table sitting in the middle of the room and grabbed his precious container of Camembert.

Adrien finished putting on his clothes and grabbed his things. Today was Monday so he had Chinese lessons after school. Fun. He opened the door.

Plagg jumped up in surprise, hauling along his Camembert. "Wait for me," he groaned, flying over to Adrien. He slipped into his shirt pocket.

Adrien closed the door behind him.

*

Marinette excitedly flipped through a fashion magazine. She gawked at the designs.

"I want to be as talented as Gabriel Agreste one day," she said. Alya peeked over her friends' shoulder.

"Uh, girl? Class is about to start. You better put that away before Ms. Mendeleiev goes crazy teacher on you," Alya warned.

Marinette nodded. "Right."

Adrien walked in through the door. He smiled at his friends and sat in his seat. He was wearing the blue scarf Marinette made him for his birthday.

"I'm glad he likes the scarf," Marinette whispered to Alya.

"Yeah," Alya smiled. "You did the right thing telling him it was from Mr. Agreste."

"Listen up, students!" Ms. Mendeleiev barked. "Today, you're going to be partnered up for an in class project."

Marinette and Alya looked at each other and smiled.

"I will be picking your partners," Ms. Mendeleiev said.

Marinette's face fell. The teacher picking partners was the worst thing ever! She frowned, positive that there was no chance Ms. Mendeleiev would be nice enough to pair her and Alya together.

"Adrien and Kim, you will be partners," she announced. "Nino and Juleka, you'll be partners. Mylene and Rose, you'll be partners."

Marinette crossed her fingers and squeezed her eyes shut. Please partner me with Alya, she thought.

"Marinette and..." Ms. Mendeleiev said, narrowing her eyes at the classmates. "Ah! Marinette and Chloe. You'll be partners."

Marinette buried her head in her arms and groaned. Just her luck! Ms. Mendeleiev really did hate her.

"Alya and Nathanael you'll be partners, Max and Ivan will be partners, and Alix and Sabrina will be partners. Now go work!"

Marinette glanced over at Chloe. She simply stuck her tongue out at Marinette and went on filing her nails.

Marinette raised her hand. "Ms. Mendeleiev? May I have a different partner?" she asked.

"No, you may not," Ms. Mendeleiev replied. "Who's your partner?"

Marinette pointed a finger at Chloe, raising an eyebrow.

"Chloe, work with Marinette or else I'll write you a detention," Ms. Mendeleiev ordered.

Chloe rolled her eyes and stood up. "Fine!" she hissed. "But my Daddy will not be happy with the way you're treating me. He's the Mayor you know."

"Just sit down, Chloe," Marinette said.

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "Ah. Looks like someone is mad. What, is it because you didn't get to be paired with Adrien?"

"No," Marinette replied. "And I think that would be your excuse, Chloe."

Chloe fluffed her hair. "Yeah, right. Just give it up, Marinette. He isn't interested in you."

"How-"

"Let's see, he's rich. I mean, look at his outfit. That scarf is a Gabriel exclusive. No one ordinary like you could ever get your hands on one. It's a one of a kind."

Marinette's eye twitched. That scarf was made by her, not Gabriel. So for Chloe to make an assumption like that is aggravating. For once, she just wants to prove Chloe wrong. Without really meaning to, the words spill out of her mouth.

"Oh really? How is that so when I'm the one who made it!" Marinette exclaimed. She gasped and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "What did you say?" she asked.

Marinette shook her head and laughed nervously. "Nothing."

Ms. Mendeleiev stood up from her chair. "Ladies, quiet down back there!" she barked.

"You definitely said something you didn't want me to know," Chloe pressed, narrowing her eyes.

"I swear it doesn't matter," Marinette gulped.

"I think you said... that you made that blue scarf?" Chloe said louder, glancing around playfully.

Adrien overheard and raised an eyebrow. Chloe glanced at him.

"Did you hear that? Marinette is a liar!" Chloe laughed.

Adrien gasped and looked down at his scarf. What was Chloe talking about?

Marinette stood up quickly. "Stop Chloe!"

Ms. Mendeleiev walked over to Chloe and put her hands on her hips. "What is the matter?"

"Marinette lied and said that she made the scarf Adrien is wearing!" Chloe laughed.

"No, my father did," Adrien said in shock, playing with the fabric in his hands. He glanced at Marinette who was desperately trying to stop the conversation.

"That's it! Everyone sit down and get back to work!" Ms. Mendeleiev yelled.

The classroom went silent. Marinette sat back down in her seat and frowned. She glanced over at Chloe who was smiling.

"Happy?" Marinette asked the blonde. She nodded, filing her nails.

After a while of doing nothing, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. Marinette sighed and bundled her things together, feeling like a fool. She shouldn't have mentioned that she made the scarf. Who knows how much that would affect Adrien?

She glanced over at the blonde boy who was slinging his bag across his shoulder. Maybe she should go talk to him about what happened?

Marinette gulped and slowly walked over to Adrien. She had no idea how she was going to muster up the words, but she had to.

"A-Adrien?" she stuttered. Soft, green eyes met hers and he smiled.

"Yeah?" he responded.

"About what happened..." Marinette began, but Adrien shook his head, silencing her.

"Don't worry about it," he said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I know Chloe just wants to stir up trouble."

Marinette's cheeks blushed. "O-Oh," was all she could say.

Adrien gave off a fake smile before exiting the room. Marinette sighed with relief and joined Alya.

"I'm glad he wasn't upset," Marinette said.

Alya raised her eyebrow, looking at the boy as he walked out. "I wouldn't say that. He is good at hiding his true feelings."

"But he wouldn't lie? Right?" Marinette blinked.

Alya shrugged. "I don't know, girl. Let's go to lunch."