''So Collège Françoise Dupont decided that every class should do something for the upcoming Ladybug and Chat Noir appreciation week. Mainly charity events like holding a ball, a little fair selling handmade items or a basket auction. We determined which task a class get with lot and our project for the event will be organizing a play featuring our beloved heroes." Mlle Bustier said cheerfully as she started to write the roles on the board.

''A play? How lame!" Complained Chloe right away.

Their teacher fixed her with a glare and the girl went silent, then she continued as nothing happened. ''Our play will be the last event of the week, so we have plenty of time to put it together and have some fun participating in the events organized by other classes as well."

Alya raised her arm to get her teacher's attention, and Mlle Bustier encouraged her to speak up with a smile. ''Will we do it according to an already made script or can we do everything as we want?" The brunette asked with hopeful eyes.

''You are supposed to do everything on your own. I am only here to supervise so things won't go out of hand." The teacher looked around the room, her eyes lingering on one particular blonde a little longer. ''Anyway, we should choose some people who will do the organizing and backstage work then hold an audition to determine the actual roles."

''Mlle Bustier!" Chloe chirped in with an overly sweet tone.

Mlle Bustier sighed but let her speak up anyway. ''Yes, Chloe?"

''It's obvious that I am the most qualified to play the role of Ladybug. There shouldn't be a question about that."

''Sorry Chloe, but we will hold an audition. You can prove how qualified you are there."

The blonde pouted while the class not so silently laughed. Alya the loudest out of all, but even Adrien couldn't help as a few muffled snickers escaped through his fingers as he held his hand in front of his mouth.

''We should make a story full of action!" Exclaimed the young reporter excitedly.

''Come on, Alya! Again?" Groaned Nino. ''We need a love story to lure people inside!"

''Awww, that would be so romantic." Said Rose as she already started daydreaming.

''What?! No! We don't need any romance if we have enough good action scenes!" Alya argued with the other two.

''I thought you ship the two of them." Adrien turned towards the brunette with sad puppy eyes.

''Of course I do." The reporter smiled at Adrien reassuringly, then turned her gaze –or rather glare – back to her boyfriend. ''But I don't want anything too sloppy and I know all-too-well what Nino can do if he gets any say in it."

''Hey! My advices make the story exciting and everyone loves romance!" The boy snapped at his girlfriend.

''Just for your information, the best movies don't have any cliche love in them!" The girl snapped back at him.

''Just for your information, the movies considered by you as bests aren't that popular at all!" Nino said a little louder than necessary earning a shocked gasp from Alya what was followed by an angry red that started to cover her face.

Adrien looked between his friends with worry and didn't know what to do, but fortunately for all of them there was a person who didn't hesitate to stop a bloody argument before it unfolded completely.

''Before you guys reach the point when you break up for a stupid reason, can we put this argument to rest and let Mlle Bustier finish it?" Marinette gave both of them an unimpressed look and they paused in their onslaught, but only spared her a glance then went back glaring daggers at each other.

Marinette sighed. ''Okay, if you would stop with this, I have some cookies to share and oh, Alya. I have a few pictures of Ladybug on my phone I didn't show yet."

Alya's head turned in her direction with lightning speed. ''Pictures of Ladybug? Where?"

The bluenette smiled and waved her phone in front of her best friend. ''Only after class."

''Okay guys, silence." Their teacher fixed them with a calm voice and gestured to the board. ''So any of you wants to be the director, producer, scriptwriter or participate in other backstage duties like making the costumes and decor?"

''Director!" Raised his hand Nino immediately and without any other volunteer Mlle Bustier wrote his name beside the word 'director'.

''Scriptwriter, obviously." Alya followed suit with a confident smile and she got the role without complication as well.

''Dude, what do you want to be?" Nino asked Adrien who was glaring at the board with furrowed brows, full of concentration.

''I don't know, Nino. I don't really have a special talent for any of this." The model confessed with a frown.

''Dude, are you kidding? You would make an amazing Chat Noir!" His best friend stated cheerfully and missed the shock that flashed across the blond's face. ''You have green eyes, blonde hair, can fence. You are literally the perfect candidate to be Chat Noir!" The Dj said giving encouraging pats to his back.

''No, no, no! I wouldn't want to be Chat Noir!" He stammered out while slightly backing away from the Dj, waving his arms defensively in front of him.

Nino arched an eyebrow at him. ''Why?"

''Y-you know… I kind of always wanted t-to try out being an akuma and everything!" He tried and failed to find a believable reason.

His best friend looked back at him, unconvinced. ''Dude, it's no fun. Believe me. And with the statistic of our class you will get to experience it sometime in the near future for sure."

''B-but we need an akuma a-anyway, so why can't I play the role?" Adrien tried to smile but it came out as a cringe.

''If you say so…"

''Oh please! Adrien? As an akuma? Are you kidding me, right?" Suddenly Chloe joined to their conversation, uninvited. ''Sweet Adrikins can't be an akuma. The akuma should be someone scary and brutal. Like Ivan. Yes, he will be the perfect akuma!" The blonde cheered upon her brilliant idea while pointing at the boy in question.

He only grumbled something under his breath, but Mylene came to his defense right away. ''Ivan isn't scary and there is nothing brutal in him. He is the sweetest guy I know!"

''Then you should perhaps get to know more people. It's clear as day you don't have a large group of friends." Chloe answered with an evil smirk, and the girl faltered.

''That's rich coming from the girl who only has one friend and treats her as her personal slave." Marinette said with a pointed glare and Chloe snarled.

''Oh, here comes the queen of all the losers herself, Marinette Dupain-Cheng." The blonde said through gritted teeth but grinned nevertheless, still trying to have the upper hand.

''Still better than bitch of the school. Or should I say Paris?" The bluenette smirked as Chloe turned red while her snarl deepened.

''Marinette, language!" Mlle Bustier scolded the girl in a firm tone.

''Sorry, Mlle Bustier." The girl said as she turned back to face the front again.

''Mlle Bustier, you should send Marinette right to the principal's office. She just snapped at me and said all those mean things with no reason."

''For one, I didn't even raised my voice while speaking to you, and two, I had a reason you are just too stupid to understand it even if it's so fucking obvious."

''See, she is doing it again!"

''Marinette, one more time and I really have to send you to the principal."

''Sorry, Mlle Bustier."

The whole class stared in awe as Marinette put the blonde to her place yet again. It wasn't anything new though. For a while now their class president was the one fearless person who stood up against Chloe without hesitation and won every verbal fight against her. At first the spoiled girl tried to threaten her with her daddy as she did with everyone else, but after not getting any reaction out of Marinette, she had to give up on that option and find other ways to make the bluenette's life miserable.

Everyone thought that she will break after some time, but against all odds and threat Marinette's determination was unbreakable. Everyone admired her for that and Adrien was no exception.

He just stared at the girl in awe and was proud that he could call someone like her his friend. Mlle Bustier's voice brought him back from his awe-stuck state. ''Roles like the heroes, akuma and any other possible character will be decided on the audition after we got a script. Any other volunteer for backstage work?"

''I think I will go with making the costumes." Raised her hand Marinette.

''Anyone else?"

''I want to help Marinette in the backstage!" Nathaniel shot up but immediately sat back and buried his face into his folded arms on the table out of embarrassment. When he dared to peek out his eyes met with an encouraging smile from Marinette. He hid back into his arms right away.

For some unknown reason Adrien felt his chest tighten uncomfortably seeing the scene in front of him. The thought that Marinette and Nathaniel were going to work together made him uneasy.

''Sorry Nathaniel, but we need someone who makes the decor and you are our talented artist who will be the most capable of doing that."

Nathaniel head appeared from the safety of his arms and his face fell in disappointment. ''Okay…"

Adrien sighed in relief until he heard Marinette's voice.

''Don't worry Nath. We will have to work together in some parts anyway, and I will surely ask for your advice in some parts as well. I may be good with clothes but you are the more artistic out of us." The girl flashed that beautiful smile at him turning him into a puddle of goo.

And Adrien into vibrant mess.

Alya looked between her best friend and the model then shook her head at her bestie's obliviousness while Nino eyed the clearly annoyed blond.

''Adrien, are you angry or something?"

''What?!" The boy snapped back at him, but upon meeting with the Dj's confused gaze he went back to his normal self. ''No, why would I?"

''I don't know." Nino said then leaned closer to whisper to him. ''Maybe because Nath and Mari?"

''No, of course not. Why would I? We are just friends, they are just friends, we all are just friends, right?" Adrien said with a confident smile and then continued to glare at the redhead.

Nino raised an eyebrow.

Friends my ass.