"Mother!" I complain. "Why can't I just go to a normal high school! I don't want to be home schooled anymore! I want to have real friends!"

"I'm sorry honey, but you have to stay home schooled. We have gotten the best teachers for you. We won't be able to get you to your afterschool activities either. You have to understand that you're a busy girl. You have modeling, English, Italian, and Japanese language lessons, gymnastics, and, much to my disdain, ninjutsu lessons," she replies.

"We can always arrange my schedule for that!" I shout.

"Don't raise your voice to me, Mirabelle," mother says sternly.

"I just... Ugh..." I huff and run up to my room.

"You want to escape with Kitsune?" Flamme asks, coming out from my purse. "You are enrolled in the school even if you don't show up."

"That's not a bad idea, my mischievous little kwami," I say. "Flamme, tricks out!" My fox necklace glows and begins turning me into my fox suit. I feel my hair grow and my eyes change color. It's an amazing feeling. I leap across buildings all the way to the school.

I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Mirabelle Renard-Flamber. I'm also known as Kitsune, but nobody knows that yet. When I make my appearance known, that's when I'll tell all of Paris who I am, Kitsune. I'm Mirabelle to the known world and Kitsune to the unknown. My family owns a large modeling company, so we live in a large mansion near the Eiffel Tower. I'm the face of the company, so I don't have a lot of free time because my parents keep me busy.

As my mom mentioned, I take ninjutsu classes. What it typically is, however, is me practicing with Master Fu with my Miraculous powers. We've been training for six months, and I've been following Chat Noir and Ladybug for two. I know their secret identities. I don't know what Ladybug's real name is, but I do know Chat Noir's. I've had to model with him before, but it was when we were much younger, so he probably doesn't remember it. He definitely knows me though, because his father and my father are business partners. I wasn't supposed to find out who Paris' heroes were, but I couldn't help it. I'm a fox. I'm sneaky and mischievous; that's what a fox is known for.

After becoming Kitsune, I've found that I now have night vision and enhanced senses which originally is only supposed to happen while I'm Kitsune. Master Fu says that different side effects typically happen to different Miraculous holders. That only made me question how old he was. To my surprise, he said he was in his 180s. I guess that's what happens if you have the turtle Miraculous.

Anyway, as I said my Miraculous is a necklace with a fox tail. I hide it under my clothes or keep it in my purse.

Another thing, why doesn't anyone that knows Ladybug and Chat Noir personally, not see that they're them? Their appearance doesn't change like mine. They literally just have a mask and a suit on. They don't change their hairstyle or anything! Chat's is a little messier than when he's Adrien though. Apparently Parisian people aren't very observant...

I leap up next to the school and change back to myself behind a trashcan before walking into the school.

"Have fun on your first day," Flamme says and disappears in my bag, closing it behind him.

"Mirabelle!" a girl screams. "O.M.G. I like love her! She's the only one qualified to be prettier than me."

I look over to the voice to see a girl with blonde hair in a ponytail. A orange haired girl with glasses stands next to her. They run up to me and the blonde hugs me. I quickly recognize her as the mayor's daughter.

"Can you please let go of me?" I ask, squirming slightly in her tight embrace.

"Oh, of course!" she says. "I'm Chloe which you most likely already knew since I'm the mayor's daughter and all."

"Yeah, didn't know your name, but I knew your face?" I say, trying not to hurt her feelings.

"Well, hi... I'm Sabrina," the orange haired girl says quietly beside Chloe.

Sabrina must be Chloe's nerd girl that does everything for her. Ugh, I already don't like this blonde if that is true. "Nice to meet you, now if you'll excuse me..."

"Oh, wait!" Chloe says and grabs my arm. "I want to introduce you to my boyfriend!" She tugs me all the way to the classroom where two boys are seated. The blond is doing what looks like homework while the boy with the cap is listening to music and not really paying attention. She tugs me even farther towards the blond boy-- who I immediately recognize as Adrien Agreste, aka Chat Noir. "Adriboo!"

I hear him groan, and I suppress a giggle.

"Ugh, Chloe..." Adrien mumbles annoyed and shoves her off. "What is it?"

"I wanted to introduce you to my new best friend, Mirabelle Renard!" Chloe squeals and shoves me forward onto Adrien.

I awkwardly trip and end up in his arms instead. Great. "Oof! Are you okay?" Adrien asks, helping me stand up correctly.

I hurriedly back away, my face heating up. "Uh, yeah, sorry."

"Ah! My hair has gotten messed up from running here! I must go fix it!" Chloe fusses and rushes to the bathroom, Sabrina following close behind.

"Hi, I'm Adrien Agreste, and this is my best friend Nino," Adrien says and directs my attention to the boy that was next to him. He nudges him to get his attention.

"What?" Nino asks then his eyes land on me and they widen. "Y-you're the famous model, M-Mirabelle!" Nino exclaims and tumbles off his chair.

"What?" Adrien gasps and whips his head around to look at me. "I didn't recognize you till now... I'm embarrassed."

"So you remember?" I ask and laugh.

"Yeah, we modeled together when we were younger once or twice."

"Dude! Why didn't you tell me?" Nino whispers in Adrien's ear so I wouldn't hear. "You know how much I like her!"

I giggle. "I didn't think you'd like me so much."

Nino's face turns 50 shades of red before he turns away in embarrassment. He suddenly puts on his headphones, probably to serve as a distraction.

"You heard him?" Adrien questioned, shocked.

Oh great, I slipped up. "Uhm, I mean... Uh, yeah, I did... I have really good hearing?" I say, trying to cover up my accident.

"Impressive. That's pretty cool," he says with a smile that could kill. "You know I have good hearing too."

"Of course you do," I giggle.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he questions, suddenly getting defensive.

"It means I know your secret," I whisper and wink.

He stiffens and looks at me wearily. "What secret?"

That you're Chat Noir, is what I want to say. Instead, I smirk and cross my arms. "That you have a crush."

He relaxes but stiffens again when he realized what I had said. "A crush? Who?"

I laugh. "So, are you really Chloe's boyfriend?"

"What? No!" he fusses.

"I figured."

"Why would you think that?" he asks, looking almost grossed out.

"She told me you were," I answer blandly.

"Well she's lying," he mumbles. "Now I have a question for you. Are you really her friend?"

"Does it look like I'd even want to be?" I scoff, giving him an 'are you kidding me' look.

"Well, she did introduce you as her new best friend," he reasons.

"No, definitely not. I could never be friends with such a spoiled, rich brat," I say.

He laughs. "That's good. You're too nice to hang with Chloe."

"I'm nice? I could tell your secret to anyone in school and you think I'm nice?"

"Tell me. Who is it that I have a crush on?" he grins triumphantly.

I grin right back and get close to his face. His face gets slightly pink. "Well, if you turn pink when I'm this close it makes me think you have a crush on me. That's because you don't turn pink when Chloe gets this close." I giggle. "But, I'm not who you have a crush on it's..." I lean to his ear and whisper. "Ladybug."

He quickly backs away and looks at me suspiciously. "W-who are you?"

I wink, putting my hands on my hips. "Mirabelle Renard-Flamber, the famous model who is now in your class."

"But you haven't been here to know anything," Adrien says, quite obviously.

"Chloe told me," I lie smoothly. The lie was comfortable on my tongue; I was used to it after having to lie to my mother all of the time.

"Uh huh," he says with another hint of suspicion as the bell rings.

All the students begin to file in the room and see the tense atmosphere around Adrien and me.

"Oh, hello, who are you?" the teacher asks.

I turn around and smile at her. "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier I'm–"

"She's my new best friend, Mirabelle Renard!" Chloe shouts and hugs me close.

I sigh and shrug her off. "Yes, I'm Mirabelle Renard-Flamber. I'm a new student to your lovely class. I'm really excited to learn from your wonderful expertise. And, if I may, you look very lovely, Madame. You're so pretty that you could model with me."

"Oh, aren't you just so sweet. I'm Madame Bustier. Please, take a seat in the back next to Nathanael."

"Oh, no no! That won't do! She must sit up near me!" Chloe fusses. "Hey, rainbow dreadlocks, move!"

"No, no, no. I'm fine with being in the back next to Nathanael," I say quickly. I really don't want to be near you, Chloe... "Uh, who exactly is Nathanael?" The red haired boy in the back raises his hand, and I make my way to him and sit down. I stick my hand out to him. "It's nice to meet you Nathanael. Would it be okay if I called you Nathan?"

His face flushes, and I smile kindly while we shake hands. "Um, s-sure..."

"You're adorable, Nathan," I say and turn my attention to Madame Bustier. From the corner of my eye I can see Nathan's face get 10 shades darker. After that, a certain bluenette catches my attention instead. Ladybug. How foxing great is this?

~Adrien's POV~

"Mirabelle!" Chloe screams from out in the hallway. "O.M.G. I like love her! She's the only one qualified to be prettier than me."

I roll my eyes. "I can never go a day without hearing her squeal," I complain.

"She is annoying," Plagg says from behind my shirt. "Now give me some cheese. I'm hungry."

"Plagg, I don't have any right now."

"Adriboo!"

I quickly cover Plagg again with my shirt and groan. I hear a small giggle.

"Ugh, Chloe..." I mumble annoyed and shove her off. "What is it?"

"I wanted to introduce you to my new best friend, Mirabelle Renard!" Chloe squeals and shoves said girl forward onto me.

The girl ends up tripping and falling into my arms. "Oof! Are you okay?" I ask, helping her stand up correctly.

She hurriedly backs away, her face heats up. "Uh, yeah, sorry."

"Ah! My hair has gotten messed up from running here! I must go fix it!" Chloe fusses and rushes to the bathroom, Sabrina following close behind.

"Hi, I'm Adrien Agreste, and this is my best friend Nino," I say and direct her attention to him. He was next to me and has his headphones on. I nudge him to get his attention.

"What?" Nino asks. Then, his eyes land on her and they widen. "Y-you're the famous model, M-Mirabelle!" Nino exclaims and tumbles off his chair.

"What?" I gasp and whip my head around to look at her. "I didn't recognize you till now... I'm embarrassed." God I'm such an idiot.

"So you remember?" she asks with a laugh.

"Yeah, we modeled together when we were younger once or twice."

"Dude! Why didn't you tell me?" Nino whispers in my ear so Mirabelle wouldn't hear. "You know how much I like her!"

Mirabelle giggles. "I didn't think you'd like me so much."

Nino's face turns 50 shades of red before he turns away in embarrassment. He suddenly puts on his headphones, probably to serve as a distraction.

"You heard him?" I question, shocked. That's incredible.

"Uhm, I mean... Uh, yeah, I did... I have really good hearing?" she says, trying to cover up her accident.

She's hiding something. "Impressive. That's pretty cool," I say with a smile. "You know I have good hearing too." Chat Noir really is affecting me.

"Of course you do," she giggles.

W-what? "What's that supposed to mean?" I question, putting up my defenses.

"It means I know your secret," she whispers with a wink.

I stiffen and look at her wearily. This girl cannot possibly know I'm Chat Noir, could she? "What secret?"

She smirks and crosses her arms. "That you have a crush."

I relax. Thank goodness... Wait! I tense up again when I realize what she said. "A crush? Who?"

She laughs. "So, are you really Chloe's boyfriend?"

"What? No!" I fuss.

"I figured."

"Why would you think that?" I ask, sticking my tongue out.

"She told me you were," she answers blandly.

"Well she's lying," I mumble. "Now I have a question for you. Are you really her friend?"

"Does it look like I'd even want to be?" she scoffs, giving me an 'are you kidding me' look.

"Well, she did introduce you as her new best friend," I reason.

"No, definitely not. I could never be friends with such a spoiled, rich brat," she says.

I laugh. "That's good. You're too nice to hang with Chloe."

"I'm nice? I could tell your secret to anyone in school and you think I'm nice?"

"Tell me. Who is it that I have a crush on?" I grin, thinking I'm triumphant.

She grins right back and get close to my face. I feel my face get slightly pink. Why is my face heating up? This girl is...

"Well, if you turn pink when I'm this close, it makes me think you have a crush on me. That's because you don't turn pink when Chloe gets this close," she giggles. "But, I'm not who you have a crush on it's..." she leans close to my ear and whispers. "Ladybug."

I quickly back away and look at her suspiciously. "W-who are you?" That's-that's impossible! Nobody knows that...

She winks, putting her hands on her hips. "Mirabelle Renard-Flamber, the famous model who is now in your class."

"But you haven't been here to know anything," I reply, dumbfounded.

"Chloe told me," she tells me.

"Uh huh," I say with another hint of suspicion as the bell rings. Chloe doesn't know that, does she? Only Nino knows that and Plagg.

All the students begin to file in the room and see the tense atmosphere around Mirabelle and me.

"Oh, hello, who are you?" Bustier asks.

She turns around and smiles at her. "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier I'm–"

"She's my new best friend, Mirabelle Renard!" Chloe shouts and hugs her close.

I chuckle as Mirabelle sighs and shrugs Chloe off.

"Yes, I'm Mirabelle Renard-Flamber. I'm a new student to your lovely class. I'm really excited to learn from your wonderful expertise. And, if I may, you look very lovely, Madame. You're so pretty that you could model with me."

"Oh, aren't you just so sweet. I'm Madame Bustier. Please, take a seat in the back next to Nathanael."

"Oh, no no! That won't do! She must sit up near me!" Chloe fusses. "Hey, rainbow dreadlocks, move!"

"No, no, no. I'm fine with being in the back next to Nathanael," she says quickly. "Uh, who exactly is Nathanael?" He raises his hand and she makes her way back to him.

Mirabelle. You're not the same shy girl I met all those years ago. I'm going to have to find out more about you, I think to myself as I take my seat. But not as Adrien... as Chat Noir.