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So the next day was school. Marinette was holding hands with Adrien, Alya holding hands with Nino. Chloe going mad. Hah. Same thing now. Marinette thought. Melanie, Blake and Lauren we're all finally joining Marinett's class, yet they didn't know that.

"Class, please welcome our new students, Blake, Lauren, and Melanie. Make them all feel comfortable." A few yeahs and yips came from a few people. "And also welcome Drake, he's moved from America."

Melanie sat in a spare desk. Sadly she was seated by Drake, by choice of Mrs. Bustier. Over the next while, Drake was continuously staring at Melanie. Sneaking a few grins smirks. Melanie wasn't liking this. And neither was Blake. "Right class. I'm going for my lunch break. You all behave, Mrs. Mendalier is right next door and will be watching you. I wan't you all to write a ten page story. It must be finished by the time it's lunch."

After she left, Drake caught his moment and scooted over closer to Melanie. "Awh, honey. I don't bite-"

SLAM

"I do."

He paused, looking up to a tall muscular teenager with tan skin and dark brown hair with blueish green eyes. Not calm. "Chill dude, I;m just talking to this honey right here-"

"That 'honey', is my girlfriend, now back off before I-"

"Before you what? Hmm?" By now Drake stood up, folding his arms. "Grow some balls, would you?" Drake scoffed. Melanie caught a hold of Drake's shirt and fecked him off the wall. "Speak like that to my boyfriend and it'll be alot worse. I don't give a feck where you come from, you aren't going to do that again, are you? No." The whole class was now staring at Melanie. And the head teacher just walked in.

"Melanie. My office. NOW!" His voice bellowed across the room. "YOU TOO. In as well!" He stormed out.

~!~

"Melanie, what sort of behavior is this?"

"...lanie? Melanie, wake up!"

"Huh!? Oh! Sorry Blake. I think I dozed off for a while... did Mrs. Bustier catch me?" She looked around the room. "No. You looked like you had an interesting dream though." He chuckled. "I did. I nearly beat the shite out of someone because they we're acting the fool with me. A boy, mind you."

"Oh. Right. Well. It's lunch now. Wanna head outside and go downtown-"

"DOWNTOWWWWWN!" Marinette sing-songed, half sitting/sliding beside Melanie, making the group laugh. "Right so. Lets go." Alya smiled.

They all met up at Superbites. Melanie just HAD to try the Claw Machine, and saw a yellow Triangle plushie in the far corner. Suddenly-

~Flashback~

"Wanna try the Claw Machine?" The two children wen't over to the claw machine. A young child by the age of 12 with blond hair and green eyes got a bear holding the Eiefel tower, and the girl with Strawberry blonde hair got a Bill Cipher plushie. They both hugged their prizes.

"Uhh..."

"Uhh..."

"Oh my god... Bill..." She whispered. Holding back the tears from her childhood friend. The Plushie waved, she rubbed her eyes, it disappered. "What the.." She whispered. "What are you playing at Bill..."