on Monday morning, when Ms. Bustier walked in, her class had expected it to be a normal day, and a normal week. Well, as normal as it can get when there are akuma attacks at least twice a week.
"Hello class." She said.
A chorus of " Hello Ms. Bustier." was heard throughout the room, and she smiled.
"Today we have a special annoucement. The school 's annual dance will be themed 'Masquerade Ball!'
That's when all hell broke loose.
" Girl, you should ask Adrien! " Ayla told Marinette.
"On no, watch." She put up three fingers in the air and counter down. " 3...2...1"
" Adrikins! " Chloe shrieked.
Marinette chuckled. "Right on time."
"You should go to the dance with me!" She was saying.
"Sorry, Chloe, I already know my dad won't let me."
Marinette sighed. She had known this was going to happen. It always did. So, instead of being down about it, she took out her sketchbook and started to design an outfit. Nino had asked Alya to the dance last week, having already known it was going happen. Maybe she could go as ladybug. She could pretend she was sick, then sneak out. Fairly simple, especially if she transformed.
(Time skip)
The rest of the day went fairly simple. Once she got home, she did her homework, then went back to working on her dress. It would be a ball gown, though it would be easy to move around in. Of course it would be red with black spots. She finished her sketch, then transformed, went on her balcony, and swung towards the Eiffel tower, ready for night patrol with Chat.
Nothing eventful happened. The city of Paris was once again safe. So, she went home and went to bed in a good mood. Though it probably wouldn't last.