"Make me, Bourgeois."

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng! I swear if you don't move-"

"Jeez, take a joke, would you?" Marinette stood, "I don't care where I sit, and I could care less where you sit." Rather than taking the seat up front with the new girl she walked up to take the seat next to Nathaniel who smiled at her.

"Hello, Marinette," he greeted, a small blush blooming across his cheeks.

"Should've just sat with you in the first place," she grumbled, setting her bag down and taking out the box of macarons, opening it and scooting the box closer to him. "Here, my dad wanted me to bring these."

"Marinette, are those your dad's macarons?" Alix asked loudly from behind her, Marinette picking one up and handed her one. "Oh, yes, they are!" she sighed, delighted.

"Tell your father thank you for me," Nathaniel smiled as he ate his. Soon there were others lining up to grab one, and she quietly nodded her head in greetings to everyone who got some, verbally greeting Juleka and Rose, as per usual.

The new girl walked up, nervously, and stood for a moment before opening her mouth.

"Can I have one?" she asked, it wasn't nervous, more hesitant than anything. 'This is Alya,' her mind supplied, this was the original Marinette's best friend. Marinette pushed the box closer to her, nodding in affirmation. Alya smiled in gratitude before taking one and heading back to the front and sat down.

Alya glanced over her shoulder to the girl with the pretty blue eyes curiously before looking forward once more and taking a bite of the macaron and making a noise of surprise of how delicious it was. Anyone with a father who make delicacies like this couldn't be bad, right?

"Alright, everyone, pick a seat so that we can start class!" Miss Bustier clapped her hands, excited. Marinette packed away the box and took out her school tablet and a notebook with a blue pen tucked inside of it.

Chloe frowned just as Sabrina took the seat next to her, crossing her arms as she gazed at the empty seat in front of her with worry, "But Adrien isn't here yet..."

-

Adrien ran as fast as he could, pushing his body to go farther and faster, he has to make it! Cross through the park as a shortcut, the silver car following him skid around to beat him. Checking both sides of the road quickly before running across to where the school was, just as he was ascending the stairs, the screech of a car made him look back.

Nathalie came out of the car along with Gorilla, Nathalie's eyes and voice pleading as she asked him to get in the car to go back home. Adrien frowned, brows furrowing in frustration.

"No!" he shouted back, "I'm tired of being cooped up in there, Nathalie! I want to have a life, learn with peers and have real friends!" His voice cracked as his voice got louder, he stopped to breathe, "Just tell father that I'll be home later."

"Adrien you know I can't let you go, your father-" the both jumped, hearing a grunt and clatter of wood, turning to see an old man on the ground, hunched over after falling. Adrien's immediate instinct was to help the man, and rushed down the stairs without hesitation.

Reaching the man, he gently helped him back up, before retrieving the cane for the man and handing it to him.

"I give great thanks, young man," the old man smiled, a spark of gratitude in his eyes. Adrien returned the smile, and waved goodbye to the man who went on his way, before looking back and flinching. Gorilla blocked his way as Nathalie waited by the car door, simply waiting for him to get in the car.

With a defeated sigh, he trudged over to the car and sat in the back seat, buckling himself in as Nathalie shut the door. Rolling the window down to give the school one last looked, he locked eyes with someone looking out the window.

The figure was standing at the window, seemingly a hallway, since it lacked other people inside, looking down at him. His eyes widen in shock as he sees the girl from the park staring down at him. Her blue eyes so bright despite the tinted glass, her stare seemed to pierce right through him. The look she was giving him was blank, and then she opened her mouth, and despite not being able to hear her, he knew what she said.

Even as the car began to pull away, he craned his neck to keep eye contact. But she turned away, leaving Adrien to his thoughts as he rolled the window back up and stared at the fabric of the leather seats.

"Fight."