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Madame Mendelieve asked Marinette to stay after class, the teacher mostly ignoring the jeers of the girl's classmates and Lila Rossi loudly proclaiming that the teacher probably intended to scold the girl for whatever reason. She would have told the olive-eyed girl off, but Mendelieve was tired of the blue haired girl suffering. 


What she was doing, for all intents and purposes, should be the job of the homeroom teacher, but Bustier was apparently neglecting her duties. Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng," she began once the room was empty, "I have noticed what your classmates have been doing. I thought that, if left alone, they would grow bored of that Rossi girl's lies. My hypothesis was proven incorrect. I apologise for that. Your homeroom teacher should be the one to ask this, but…" the woman's words trailed off, Marinette getting to see her unflappable teacher seemingly nervous. "She seems to believe there nothing wrong with that vixen. That left me with no other choice. What are your thoughts on school transfers?"




Madame Mendelieve sent Marinette home early, almost forcing the girl out of the school. "I'll tell the others that you aren't feeling well, no one doubts my words about students. Better luck at your next school. Come find me if you need help. Don't come back for school, you have the flu." 


"Madame Mendelieve? Thank-you." Marinette gave a small bow when her teacher looked before walking out of the room. Mendelieve hurumphed, she may seem cold, but she wanted the best for her students, and picked up the phone as soon as the girl left. There were several calls she needed to make.


Marinette was surprised to find her parents closing the bakery for the night when she got home. Her maman continued to usher people out with their food as her papa rushed to wrap her in his arms and pick her up. He quickly smuggled her in the back and up the stairs, Sabine following behind them seconds later. 


"Maman? Papa? What's going on?" Marinette squeaked.


"We noticed you weren't quite yourself lately. We thought that things would work out, and then your teacher called. Darling, why didn't you tell us that your classmates turned against you?" Sabine softly began questioning her daughter. 


"I-I thought that our friendships were stronger than all the lies. I thought that they would come to their senses…" Tears began rolling down their faces. 


"Ma Cherie, have you been dealing with this all alone?" Tom's arms still.held tight around his daughter, his wife gingerly leaning against them. 


"N-no. Nino and Chloe both know she's lying, but no one will listen to Chloe because of her past, and everyone just thinks that Nino has been friends with me for too long. Adrien knows Lila's a liar- he's the only one that has known from the beginning but… He asked me to leave her alone, said she wasn't hurting anyone. H-h-h-he he he said that i-it was ok-ay as lon-ng as we were i-in it t-t-t-t-t-t-together but he stood back and said nothing!" Marinette's stutter vanished as the anger rose, nothing being more of a shriek than a word. 


"Then they will never again be allowed on this property." Sabine's voice was low, dark, dangerous . The family would have been afraid of an akuma if they weren't already solving the problem. "Chloe and Nino are the only two from that class allowed anywhere near here. Tom, we need to make a banned list. Mu zhí, have they bullied you anywhere besides the school? Do they follow you after school, contact you through the phone or online, anything?"


Marinette hesitated before Tikki tapped her side, reminding her that she had promised her science teacher that she would tell her parents everything when they discussed schools. "Lila has followed me after school a couple times, taunting me about her managing to turn almost everyone against me. Sometimes, when I'm at the park, some of my classmates show up, mainly Alya and Lila, sometimes Adrien. They scream at me, asking why I'm mean to Lila. There have been a few times someone has thrown something at me. That's usually Sabrina. Ivan looks disappointed while Mylène and Rose cry. I haven't seen much of Juleka, Alix, Max, Nathaniel, or Kim since everything started." An odd humming noise was coming from her maman while her papa's face grew dark. "I get text messages from almost all of them- except the seven that either avoid me or are on my side. Even Adrien sends me nasty messages, asking me why I won't keep my head down, but I'm trying. I'm trying so hard ." More tears rushed down her face. 


"We need restraining orders. I'll make a list of the classmates that have hurt you. In fact, I'm calling Monsieur Agreste. I'm sure he'd love to help after learning how they're all treating you." Sabne checked her phone, the caller ID flashing with a picture of Nathalie. She quickly picked up. "Madame Sancouer-"


"Madame Cheng, this is Gabriel Agreste. I received a highly concerning phone call from one of my son's teachers. Might I ask that you and your family visit me tomorrow, around two in the afternoon? Nathalie has already cleared my afternoon schedule. I apologise that it cannot be earlier, however, I have very important meetings that must be kept in the morning."


"Oh! Of course, Monsieur Agreste. Thank you very much."


"Very well. I will send a car for you tomorrow afternoon. Good evening, Madame."


"Good evening."


Sabine slowly lowered her phone. "That was Monsieur Agreste." Her voice was a near whisper. "He wants us to visit him tomorrow afternoon." She stared at them, still slightly in shock. "He himself called, not his assistant." Marinette's jaw dropped. 


"Did he say what it was about?" Tom's eyebrows furrowed.


"Not really, he only mentioned a phone call from a teacher at François-DuPont."




Marinette expected sleep to be difficult to come by, though she was out nearly as soon as her head hit the pillows. She managed to send Nino a message, asking about the school his cousin went to for fine arts, drop a cookie on top of Tikki, and trip up the steps to her pillow. 


Her dreams were quiet for the first time in over a month. Between Lila, her classmates, and Papillion's sudden decline in akumas, her dreams had been awash with nightmares of what was to come. But tonight, the gods seemed to be looking favorably on her, blessing her with happy dreams. She was sad that morning, unable to recall anything from the dream except four figures, arms outstretched, and a blooming joy inside her chest. 


The bakery was closed for the day, not only for Marinette and her parents to be comfortable for a while, but for Jagged Stone and Penny to be able to support Marinette without rabid fans attacking them. Gabriel Agreste did say he wanted their family, after all (Marinette secretly thought that the main reason Penny and Uncle J came early was so that her parents had backup when they told her she wasn't returning to François-DuPont except to ask Madame Mendelieve for help with her applications). Jagged kept alternating between trying to bake, comfort Marinette, and beg Penny to blacklist all of Marinette's bullies from all of his future shows. Penny simply smiled at the manchild currently covered in flour as she made a note of names Sabine slipped to her throughout the day. 


To Penny's relief, Marinette was a stress worker, and so they had several new outfits that Jagged could choose from to wear to the Agreste Manor, the rockstar deciding on an outfit that was… Interesting. The main color was black, as with most of Jagged's outfits, with large, shimmering swirls in silver and gold, the outline of a jagged building seen in the middle of the swirls. He loudly proclaimed to anyone who would listen that it made him think of the stars in his favorite niece's eyes, said niece turning bright red and stuttering every time.


Sabine drug Tom up to their room to change, leaving Penny and Jagged dealing with a panicking Marinette. Jagged eventually covered the girl's eyes and let Penny pick her clothes, the woman ignoring his calls for her to make sure it was rocking . Penny finally pulled out a black dress, a chensogam perhaps?, with flowers embroidered in an upward spiral around the dress, along the top, the bottom, and the bottom of both sleeves. They ushered the girl into the bathroom to change while they raided the jewelry box, picking out a few pieces that would accent the dress design without stealing all the attention. Marinette came out of the bathroom to be shoved in her computer chair, her hair put in a braided bun with a semi-traditional comb holding it up and a few simple necklaces around her neck. All the bluenette could do was blink at the two adopted family members, unsure what just happened. 


"Perfectly rock-'n'-roll!" Jagged exclaimed, "Penny always knows what to do!"


Sabine tapped on the trapdoor. "The car's here," she called, heading down to drag her panicking husband out of their room. 




The ride was almost silent, Marinette slightly surprised to see Adrien's bodyguard in the driver's seat. He gave her a small nod of acknowledgement which she quickly returned before he peeled off. Nathalie met them at the door, ushering them to the living room. Gabriel Agreste was standing in front of a window, turning around when Nathalie announced their presence. 


"Greetings." He said, slightly eyeing Jagged Stone. He and the rockstar didn't get along for obvious reasons, though he was pleased to note the man's clothes were better than usual. The family uttered polite greetings, and Gabriel failed at ignoring Jagged's dig at his clothes. "My thanks to whoever got this man into less of an eyesore." He ground out. "I did not call you here to discuss this man's atrocious sense of fashion. I got a rather concerning phone call from a teacher at François-DuPont yesterday. Usually Nathalie would handle these calls, but the teacher was adimant to speak to me directly. Do you have any idea what they told me?" He watched Marinette flinch. 


"Ah… Which teacher called you?" She asked, voice timid. 


"One Madame Mendelieve."


"Um… I'm not sure?"


"Why do you find it necessary to transfer schools?"


Marinette's head bowed as Gabriel pinned icy eyes on her. "A girl joined our class a while back before leaving for a few months. She started lying to everyone as soon as she returned. I called her out on it, and she threatened me. I laughed it off, no way could she turn my friends against me. But then she did. I have two people that openly support me, Nino and Chloe. There are a few classmates that I haven't really seen or spoken to since everything started, but they were civil to me. I'm friends with a girl named Kagami who also supports me, though she doesn't attend François-DuPont. Everyone else won't leave me alone. Adrien knows that Lila's lying and asked me not to expose her. I agreed because she wasn't hurting anyone at the time, just senselessly lying. He said that it would be okay as long as we were in it together, but… I'm even getting nasty messages from him, demanding to know why I won't let her be. I haven't spoken to that girl in over a month, and he knows that. Madame Mendelieve kept me after class and apologized for not stepping in. Like me, she thought it would blow over. It didn't. So she suggested that I transfer, start somewhere new. Nino has a cousin in a good fine arts school that caters to prodigies in the arts and sports, I'm planning on trying to go there."


Gabriel's eyes were like frozen flames as he looked at her. "I shall assure you that Adrien will leave you alone from this moment forward. Shall you be returning to François-DuPont at any point, before or after your transfer?" 


Marinette shook her head. "Not for classes. I'll only return there once or twice for Madame Mendelieve to sign my transfer papers and get my transcript."


"Good, we will look into restraining orders. I want a list of every classmate you used to have, along with a list of transgressions. You need a new phone and number, and then you need to block the numbers of your former classmates. That includes my son. Nino Lahiffe's cousin… that would be a boy named Allan, you will need recommendation letters for that school. Nathalie and I shall get those together for you. You will have a better chance if your whatever-Jagged-Stone is would write a couple as well."


Marinette's family looked at Gabriel with matching expressions of shock. "What?" He scoffed, "how can she become a designer if her school squashes her spirit?"


"I-you-you believe me?" The utter bafflement and hope on the young girl's face made Nathalie unable to look at her. If she had been anyone else… she would have been visited by Papillon or Mayura. Perhaps even both of them. 


"Adrien has spoken about a new girl at school. I had Nathalie look into her, of course. Every time she transfers schools, a kid in her class commits suicide from being bullied. I did not realize my son was part of the problem, though you can rest assured he never will be one again."


Jagged had a peculiar look on his face as he stared at the fashion designer. "Do you stalk all your kid's friends?"


Gabriel looked scandalized. "I have not stalked any of his friends! I looked into the Nino boy because he came here calling himself my son's best bro. I looked into that Rossi girl because I had noticed Adrien acting oddly as of late. And I know Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng through my design competitions."


Jagged looked unconvinced but let the subject drop. For now. The enemy of my enemy will help hide the bodies and all that jazz. 


Gabriel waved his hand through the air in a truly elegant fashion. "Besides, I've been waiting on this moment for a while. I asked Adrien not long after-" "Monsieur, please just call me Marinette." "-Mademoiselle Marinette started winning my contests if she would be interested in going to a school that would better fit her needs. He said no. I should have asked you directly rather than rely on my idiot son." The man's eyes furrowed in annoyance. "Does he even realize how much you've assisted him in keeping to his dream of attending public school? Does he know how often you've challenged me so that he could do what he wants? Did you ever tell him that the scarf he's so proud of was made and gifted to him by you, not me?" 


Marinette's family gaped as the usually composed man began pacing across the room. "I should pull him from that school he wanted so badly! No! I'll make him stay there! He'll have to go to the sister Lycee! He will never rid himself of that retched class! I'll make sure they all get stuck in the same class, permanently!" The man raged. 


"Hey, Mari! Looks like I'm not the only one who's adopted you anymore!" Jagged chuckled. Penny and Nathalie almost simultaneously facepalmed. 


Gabriel's pacing froze. "She is up for adoption? Nathalie, begin the paperwork! We can't put a restraining order on Adrien if we want her here, but we can make sure he stays away from her! We need to find her a suitable bodyguard as well! Adrien's cannot protect them both, especially since I don't want him near her."


"Ah, Monsieur." Nathalie interrupted. "I don't think Monsieur Stone ment it quite like that." She rushed to explain before her boss murdered Jagged, "Monsieur Stone didn't officially adopt Marinette, he just claims her as his niece even though there is no biological or legal relation."


"Sacre blu!" Gabriel cursed as the Dupain-Cheng-Stone-Rolling family took their leave.




"Have you found out the name of the school you want to transfer to?" Penny asked after they got back to the bakery. 


Marinette checked her phone. "Ah, Academè de Heartstrings. I want to apply to a few more schools just in case I don't get accepted. But this one isn't too far away, it has a dorms system, though kids are allowed to go home when they want as long as a teacher is told if they won't be back that night, and its main focus is on art. There is a lesser known buisness side, though I guess that makes sense if an artist wants to manage themselves, and there's a small program for athletic prodigies." Marinette rambled.


"Heartstrings is an odd name for an academè." Tom commented.


"It's because most good art tugs on someone's emotions. But the school has really good reviews, and- oh my God. Gabriel Agreste went there when he was a student."


The family laughed as the blue-eyed girl began a rambling panic fest, not noticing the strange, child-like chuckle from the girl's purse. Some things never change.

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Marinette spent the next four days holed up in her room, working on her school applications. Madame Mendelieve stopped by the bakery twice to help the girl, bringing her transcript the second time, claiming that saying the girl had the flu would be implausible if she returned to the school with papers. The stiff woman was not expecting the bakers to wrap her in a strong hug and shove pastries in her hand, though she found herself unable to object, having skipped lunch to make sure she had plenty of time above the bakery.

Nino stopped by once the Dupain-Cheng's messaged him that the application frenzy was over, dragging Allan with him. 


"Dudette!" The boy shouted as he burst through the trap door, "I brought a new friend!"


"Hm?" Marinette turned away from her sewing machine, greatful that she had just finished. "Hi, I'm Marinette," she shyly waved. 


"Nice to meet you, Marinette, I'm Allan. This fool's cousin." Her giggle was a balm to Nino's heart. He hadn't heard her make a carefree sound of amusement in over a month. The sound relaxed something in him that he didn't even realize needed relaxing.


"Have you gotten your acceptance letter yet?" Nino pried. 


"No, I just sent my application in yesterday."


"I still don't know why you had to fill all that out and write those essays when the school's getting letters from Gabriel Agreste, Jagged Stone, and Clara Nightingale."


"Wait, you're getting sponsored by Jagged Stone and Clara Nightingale? " Alan demanded. "What are you going for?"


"Ah, design?"


"How do you know them? Those are two of the biggest names in the music industry!"


"Oh! Um, I met Jagged Stone while my class was doing a work study at the hotel he was staying at. I made him a pair of sunglasses that merged the USA with Paris. And some of my classmates drug me along with them to try for a spot in one of Clara Nightingale's videos as a dancer." 


"You forgot to mention when Jagged adopted you after you designed one of his stage outfits and his alblum cover." Nino chipped in. 


A blush extended over most of Marinette's face as she hissed, "Nino! Shut up!"


"Oh my God. Oh my God ." Alan seemed to be having a revelation. "You're MDC, the superstar designer."


"Excuse me, the what!? " Nino and Marinette burst out at the same time.


"There are talks from some of the best musicians in the industry about a girl who is known as MDC that designs for them. In fact, I remember a girl at school gushing about MDC having something presented with Gabriel Agreste at a fashion show."


Marinette's blush deepened. "It was just a hat." She muttered. "What do you go to Academè de Heartstrings for?" She tried to change the subject.


"I'm aiming to be a composer. I'll introduce you to my friends when you start. Allegra's a flutist, Felix plays piano and practices ballet, though he's really there for buisness, and Claude is an actor." 


Marinette perked up. "You have ballet?"


"Yeah, a fan?"


Nino laughed. "Oh my god! I still can't believe you could do that!"


The sane two ignored Nino dying. "I actually used to practice ballet a lot. I mostly stopped when my school stopped offering it, I just practice by myself every now and then."


"You are amazing . I'm throwing you at the Ice Queen as soon as you start at Heartstrings."


"So… what else can you tell me about your friends?" Allan was confused by the bluenette's sudden hesitation and fear. 


Nino gestured that he would explain later. "Allegra is wild and emotional. She's a very strong and vibrant person, and sometimes very strong and violent. Claude is loud and happy, he likes to act out small skits to make us laugh. Felix is the most reserved out of us, he's quiet and would rather be reading a book than almost anything else. He's very… proper, I guess you could say."


"They sound like great people." Marinette smiled. 


"So… what are you working on?" Alan waved towards the sewing machine.


"Oh! I'm working on combining Jagged's sense of style with Monsieur Agreste's!" 


Nino paled considerably. "Mari, no!"


"Mari, yes!" Came Marinette's sleep deprived cackle.




Adrien didn't know why his father wanted to call a meeting with him when he wanted nothing more than to turn into Chat Noir and check on Marinette. Mendelieve was known to be a tough teacher, and he wanted to know what she said to her- the girl hadn't been at school for days . Maybe she simply told the girl to leave Lila alone and Marinette was petty enough to pretend to be sick. Adrien mused as he followed Nathalie to his father's office.


"Still no luck, sir?" Nathalie questioned the man furiously typing on the computer. 


Gabriel made a strangled sound. "No. There is no way for me to legally adopt her when her parents seem like the best people in Paris! This is absurd! Perhaps I should simply adopt one of her parents as a sibling. I need to see if that can be done."


"It will have to be put on hold, Adrien is here."


"Of course. Adrien, have a seat. Nathalie, you may stay, if you wish."


Adrien felt an odd shiver of forboding. "Father? What is this about?"


"Adrien, tell me, what do you think of your classmate, Lila Rossi?"


"Lila? She's a good person, just a little misguided. I could help her onto the right path if Marinette would stop antagonizing her."


"And what do you think of Mademoiselle Marinette?" 


Adrien fought off the urge to flinch at the sudden chill, not even noticing his father's informal way of addressing the girl. "I used to think that she was a good person, our whole class called her our everyday Ladybug. But when Lila started attending the school, Marinette changed. She tried to tell Lila off for lying, and I asked her not to so that she didn't get akumatized again. She agreed, but she started bullying Lila, then she wouldn't come to anything Lila asked her to come to, and now she'll hardly speak to anyone in the class. Chloe and Nino hang out with her, but Chloe's a bully herself, and I think Nino can't let go of the past; he's known her since they were kids."


Gabriel took a deep breath. "The Rossi girl. You know she lies?"


"Of course." Adrien seemed surprised by the question. 


"So you never thought she could be lying about inviting Marinette to things? Lying about Marinette bullying her?"


"Why would Lila lie about those things? That would make people hate Marinette."


"Oh yes, why would she lie about the girl that threatens her kingdom? Did you know that Mademoiselle Rossi has gone to several schools, and in every one of them, one of her classmates commits suicide due to bullying?"


"Well, no, but Marinette isn't getting bullied! We just want her to be friends with Lila! And even if she was, she'd never commit suicide!"


Gabriel let his strongest killing intent out. "What would you call a person's class screaming horrible things at her? Throwing things at her? Sending foul text messages? Trying to force her to accept someone who hurts her as a friend? Isolating her?" Gabriel's voice raised to a shout. "Did you notice her start wearing long sleeves? Did you notice the red marks on her arms? Did you know that she wouldn't have gotten akumatized because people who are suicidal have a solution to their problems? A permanent solution! One that even Papillon, Ladybug, and Chat Noir working together could not stop! Do you even realize what you have done?"


Adrien glared at his father. "Marinette should leave Lila alone, and Lila would stop! She promised me that she wouldn't expose her, and she apparently took that as permission to harass Lila!"


Gabriel glared down at his son. "You will never realize what you've done." He realized, disappointed." You will cut off all contact with Marinette Dupain-Cheng. You will not call her. You will not message her. You will not go to her family's bakery. You will not approach her if you see her on the street. You will walk the other direction if she comes to this manor. You have no buisness with her any longer."


"What if I see her at school? I can talk to her then. What if I get partnered with her on a project?"


" If you see her at school, you will continue to your next class. A teacher of yours made sure that Marinette was no longer in your class."


"What? She abandoned us?" Gabriel stared at the betrayed expression on his son's face, then shook his head. 


"No, you abandoned her. You are dismissed." Adrien slowly stood and made his way out of his father's office. 


"You cannot keep me from speaking to her at school, or in public, Father." The boy walked out of the room, never noticing the stack of restraining orders in his father's office, the one addressed to him on top.


"Watch me." Gabriel muttered. There might just be a few more akumas than usual target that class of students. 




Marinette's acceptance letter was read with her entire family present. Her parents had called Jagged, though no one really knew how Gabriel had managed to find out. Her grandparents stood in the back, her grandfather nodding approvingly while her nona played with- Was that a hunting knife??!  


When Marinette read out the words that she was accepted, she found herself pinned under four sets of sqeezing arms while Penny clapped, Grandperè nodded, and the other two smiled. Fang even gently pressed his teeth around her leg. When the ever growing family released the girl, Gabriel finally spoke up. "I have restraining orders for Adrien, Lila Rossi, Alya Cessaire, Mylène Harleprè, Ivan Bruel, Sabrina Raincompx, and Rose Lavaillant. I also have one for Caline Bustier. All they need is your signature, and none of them will be able to contact you any longer. I also have adoption papers-" the man was cut off by Tom and Jagged laughing, "-that will allow me to adopt Sabine as my sister. That will make Marinette my niece."


Jagged continued to cackle as Tom handed him ten bucks. "I told you that he had no sense of humor or restraint!"


Gabriel's eyebrow twitched. "I have already made it clear to Adrien that he is not to approach you, though he has become rebellious these past few weeks. I do not know if he will heed my warning. Once you sign the papers, my lawyers will contact their families. Adrien's restraining order commands him to a different area of my home when you are there, other than that, his is the same as the others. If any of them try to contact you, call the police, and then myself." He left the room for a second before coming back in with a potted plant. "I actually have a butterfly garden in my personal quarters. My wife started it when we first married, and I have maintained it. This is a flower from my garden. I hope it brings you the luck it has brought me."


Nathalie held a jewelry case out. "This was also from Monsieur Agreste, though he forgot about it." Marinette opened the case to find a silver peacock fan on a chain. They had contacted a metal worker that built a custom silver peacock fan with colors glazed over it, making it look similar to the brooch Nathalie wore as Mayura- just enough of a difference that the guardian, wherever he was, wouldn't confront Marinette. "Between me and you," Nathalie whispered, close enough so that Marinette could hear her, far enough so that Gabriel could not, "I think you remind him a bit of his wife. He often compared her to a peacock, just and regal. I think it would mean a lot to him if you kept the necklace rather than object about its expense."


"I-oh." Marinette said, realization dawning on her face. "He must miss her terribly. Monsieur Agreste?" Marinette called out, bringing the man's attention to her. "Would you help me put this on?" She held the chain up.


Gabriel blinked, shocked, but quickly agreed. "Will you keep your usual outfit when you start at Heartstrings, or will you change it?" 


"I'm changing it. I have a few ideas, though I'm not positive on which outfit I'm using, yet." 




While Marinette's family celebrated, Nino and Alan locked themselves in Nino's room, blaring music against the door so that no one could overhear them. Their family was okay, but Nino was afraid that Alya might drop by. 


"So, what's so secret we couldn't talk about it until we were holed up in here?" Alan demanded. His cousin was never this secretive. 


"A few months ago, a girl came to our school with amazing stories of things she had done and people she'd met. She claimed a lot of disabilities, partial deafness, a permanently sprained wrist, a bad ankle… the list goes on. Mari called her out on her lies. She's never liked liars, so I wasn't surprised. I didn't say anything because she wasn't hurting anyone, at first. Then she started targetting Mari. She was an akuma called Chameleon, who could take another's form by putting them to sleep with a kiss. I probably would have been fooled if her parents hadn't called me, panicking because Mari was asleep and wouldn't wake up. Lila posed as Mari for three days, and once Ladybug realized there was an akuma and cleansed her, only a few people accepted the fact that an akuma stole my friend's identity. Chloe and I confronted the class about the way they were treating her, but… Only a few of our classmates listened to us. The rest got pulled deeper into the lies, and started verbally and physically harassing her- including her best friend and crush. She went from having a class full of friends to being practically stranded. She was the class representative, and most of them had no problem demanding things of her and screaming at her if she didn't get it done, but she only had me and Chloe for help, and we suck at baking and sewing. Our science teacher was the one that asked Mari to transfer and helped with the paperwork." 


"Wow, that's… I need to give their names to my friends. Once burned, twice shy, I guess." Alan sat there and thought about it. "Is her family taking legal actions?"


"I think Gabriel Agreste is doing something about restraining orders, but I'm pretty sure that's all they would let him do."


"Restraining orders are nothing but a paper that makes it easier to call the law if someone comes near you. I really will need to give them a list of names." Alan looked pained. "I'm not sure who's going to react the worst."


"Let the dudette tell them. I mean, she's going to want to make a few friends without them knowing what happened as soon as she meets them. Let her open up to them and see their reactions so that she knows they won't treat her like our class did."


"You've become surprisingly insightful and mature."


Nino resisted the urge to look at the turtle bracelet that had a permanent resting spot on his wrist. "Seeing a girl you've been friends with since preschool will do that to you. Especially when you're about to dump a girl you thought you were in love with."


Alan nodded in understanding. "So… Who do you think will have the best revenge plot?"


"Ah… merde, I don't know, either Felix or Gabriel. They both scare me."


Alan laughed, then the cousins celebrated as they got news of Marinette's acceptance.




Marinette came to Academè de Heartstrings that weekend to get settled in. Her family, including Nino and Chloe, helped her bring her belongings, and Allan met them at the gates to escort them to Marinette's dorm. 


"I'm just going to go ahead and apologize for Allegra and Claude in advance. They were insistant on meeting you today and helping set up your room. Felix helped me to convince them to at least wait inside."


"Well, might as well get it over with." Chloe flicked her hair back and strolled to the doors. "After all, they can't be that b-ack!" She screeched as two figures were immediately upon her, hugging her and gushing about being best friends.


"Get off me!" 


Alan wrenched the two off Chloe, "You guys are assaulting the wrong person." He informed them. 


"I'm not sorry." Allegra pouted.


"Marinette! Fix the heathens!" Chloe shoved her friend at her assailants.


"She looks like a kitten!" Claude squealed, picking Marinette up and twirling her around. "I call dibs!"


"Claude, unhand her. Now." A frosty voice cut through Marinette's incoming panic attack, giving her the strength to push against the chest she was pressed against. "You do not call 'dibs' on humans."


"Besides," Allan chimed in, "if anyone gets dibs, it's Felix." He dodged behind Marinette's dad when Allegra whirled on him, fury burning in her eyes. "She used to practice ballet! She doesn't play an instrument or soccer! That leaves her with him!"


"Allan, stop talking. Allegra, stand down. We don't want to scare our new classmate away. Claude, don't touch her." He snatched his hands back behind his back with an innocent expression. "She is not a toy." Felix scolded his friends. "My apologies for the ruffians, please don't judge the rest of our school for their actions. Welcome to Academè de Heartstrings." Felix offered a small bow to the group, Claude and Allegra making faces behind his back. "Someone else needs to explain to those two that their faces will freeze like that one day." The two teens immediately stopped, molified by being caught.


"It's nice to meet you!" Marinette returned the bow. "Allan has told me great things about you guys!" Felix didn't comment on the forced smile, simply reaching down to grab one of the bags the girl had dropped when the blonde shoved her, surprised by its weight. He figured it was the heaviest bag, until he reached for another one. 


"Follow us to your room. We will show you around the school once you are properly settled and unpacked." 


"I heard that there's a ballet class here. Is there anything I need to do to join it?"


"It is an after school program, and so you simply need to talk to the teacher. Our school has a strict akuma rule, all students are to go to their individual doirms and stay there until after the attack. The principal made the rule because of the obvious ages of Paris's heroes, that way if one of them attended here, they don't have to risk their identity. Classes start late when there was a late night akuma."


"Wow! It sounds like the principal really supports hidden identities!" Marinette grinned, this one not forced. "I had a classmate that was obsessed with uncovering all the heroes' civilian selves. It's refreshing to be somewhere different." 


Felix gave Marinette a small smile, ignoring his friends' shocked reactions. "I'm sure you'll love it here. It is quite an enjoyable school. There is an area dedicated to students that wish to cook their own meals, any ingredients that you may need that are not there can be sent to the school as a request. Students are expected to do their own laundry, as well as cleaning up after themselves."


Marinette nodded, taking in all the boy's words. "I get the feeling that Claude isn't allowed in the kitchen area."


"For obvious reasons." Felix confirmed. "Let the school know if you have any special needs or people not allowed near you. If anyone attempts to bully you, report them and they will be properly dealt with. If you don't want to tell a teacher, tell me, Claude, or Allegra. Don't tell Allan."


"Um, okay?" The girl obviously wanted to ask why, though she bit her tongue. 


"This is where you'll stay. The classes are small, only a handful of students are in each class. The core classes are a bit larger than specialty classes, as the courses can mix and mingle in those courses."


"Okay. How accurate is the map the school gave me?"


"More accurate than most, though it can still befuddle new students. The trick is to know which floor is which." He reorganized the papers she had pulled out. "This one is a map of the entire grounds, helping you find the different buildings. The office usually gives you the maps in the order you would need them in to find your classes rather than numerical order." He swapped some of the maps around. "The first number of a class corresponds with the floor they are on."


Marinette nodded along as Felix explained the school set up, his friends chatting with her family- and annoying Chloe. Claude smirked at his friends. "I give it a month before they start dating."


Allegra eyed the couple. "Felix is awfully chatty with her. Two weeks."


Allan snorted. "I'm going to stay out of this one."


"What? No! You have to vote!" Claude grabbed his arm. "It goes against the bro code to refuse to vote!"


"It goes against the bro code to make bets on your cousin's sister."


"At least someone in this school has a little class."


"Nah. Nino just talks a lot." Chloe gave Nino and Allan a sharp look. Nino edged closer to the girl.


"Someone here needed to know the story so that they can keep the others from accidentally touching on it. I needed someone here that can keep an eye out for her. Besides, he promised not to bring it up or tell the others."


"Fine. But it's on you if she gets hurt." Chloe flicked her ponytail before storming closer to where Marinette stood. "Marinette, stop talking to your new boyfriend and tell Nino where you want your things."


Marinette instantly blushed. "Chloe, no! Felix, I'm so sorry about her." She began to ramble, only stopping when Nino threw a roll of fabric over her head.