"Pound it!" Ladybug and Chat Noir exclaimed in a video. Alya was currently shoving her phone in my face, showing me yet another video of Chat and I saving the day.

"Aren't they just awesome! There wasn't a moment during Moo-Lou's attack that I doubted whether they would win or not!"

All I could do was tiredly nod my head from my desk. Fatigue had taken over my body a long time ago. Moo-Lou turned out to be a tougher akuma then anybody could've thought. My poor legs hurt sooooo bad...

"...Marinette! Are you listening to me! ...Adrien is walking by!"

"WHERE!" I shot up from my desk. Alya rolled her eyes while giggling. Well, I guess she has every right to. I couldn't pay attention when she was trying to tell me about her Ladyblog but the second Adrien's name is mentioned, I'm all ears.

"Nowhere. Remember, he has a shoot this morning. And class is starting soon and you do not want to get caught sleeping."

"True. Mme. Bustier would probably send me to M. Damocles' office again. And that would not be good."

Just then Mme. Bustier walked into class in a hurried rush.

"Sorry I'm late class! I was finishing the directions for your next assignment and lost track of time!" Mme. Bustier ran in with a stack of papers in hand.

Wait.

New assignment? Alya and I exchanged looks at the news. Last time Mme. Bustier gave us an assignment that she herself made up, Nathaneal ended up breaking his pinkie finger. Trust me, you don't want to know how.

"Okay class, I know what you may be thinking, my last assignment may have been a little, dangerous, but this time it is completely safe. I want you all to write a song."

I froze. A song? Does that mean, singing?

"And yes I want you to sing it." A few of my classmates whose hands were up went down.

Oh no. This couldn't be happening. If I have to sing then everyone one would know that... No. That couldn't happen there has to be some sort of loophole!

"Are you sure there isn't anyway we can get out of singing, Mme. Bustier?" I desperately asked.

"Why are you asking Marinette? Is it because that when you sing you sound like a dying cat? Oh sorry, that was offensive to cats! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chloé interupeted Mme. Bustier from responding. Oh how I hate her. And it wasn't even a good comeback!

"Oh shut up Chloé. It's not like you can." I snapped back at her. Someone needs to put her in her place.

"Hhmp." Chloé gave me a sour look before taking out her phone.

"No phones in class Chloé. And to answer your question, yes Marinette, you will have to sing. There is no way out of it. It's a great way to get over any stage fright you have!" Now I want to disappear. Everyone will know.

Well, I have been hiding this secret longer that I've been Ladybug. I guess I can't keep it a secret forever.

At least the assignment won't be hard, I have a book full of songs. But which one to pick? Or maybe I should write a new one?

"-must be about something that describes you as a person. Dig deep into your soul for the melody of your heart!" Mme. Bustier's voice broke me from my thoughts.

She took the stack of papers she came in with and starts passing them out.

"These should answer any more questions you may have. I'll give you the rest of class to start working on them."

I looked down at the paper as she hands it to me.

Assignment

Your job is to create a song that comes from your heart, like a poem

it must include the following:

*2 to 5 minutes long

*Some sort of beat or rhythm

*An accompanant of a musical instrument (Yes Nino, you may DJ)

*A written out form of the lyrics

*You must be able to perform it in class

*NO SWEAR WORDS

*Due by next Friday

As long as you follow these guidelines, you are allowed to be as creative as you want.

Have Fun!

Sounds easy enough. And I think I have the perfect song in mind!

As I grab my tablet from my binder I heard a, "Yes!" coming from Nino who was in front of Alya.

"This is going to be so sick. No one will be able to hold a candle to my song!" Well Nino, we'll see about that.

"What was that Marinette? Did you say something?" Oh no. I said that out loud, didn't I? Of course I did, I'm Marinette!

"Umm, I said I wonder what Adrien is going to write about. When he gets the assignment of course." I answered Alya. That seemed believable enought right?

"Of course your thinking about what Adrien's going to write. Isn't he always on your mind?" Alya chuckled.

'Well him and saving the day as Ladybug,' I couldn't help but think, 'And usually a catchy melody that I can't get out of my head. Those are the worst!'

"Yeah," I started. "He's so dreamy with green eyes and blonde hair and, the little shy smile he gives. OHHHHHH He's just so adorable!" I ended up squealing.

"And she's at it again..." Alya groaned and rolled her eyes as she went back to writing something down on her tablet. I don't think she realized, but I saw the laughter she was trying to hold back.

Anyways, back to my song. My tablet has some copies of old songs I wrote a while ago but, do I want to do something new? Or should I use an old one.

Well, I do have next Friday till I have to turn it in. Let's see, today's Wednesday, so that means I have Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday,-nine days to finish to turn in on next Friday.

That gives me enough time to write the song and maybe even test it out at, 'The Place'

I feel a smile gracing my face as I start to write. I have to write a song that reflects me. Wait. How about...

'There was a time when I was alone'

Cause really, before I met Alya and became Ladybug, I was. At school I was at least. And that takes up the majority of my life.

Kinda of like the man on the moon.

Bridgette was one of my only friends and she was out of reach for such a long time.

He would go away too.

And I would be all alone.

I have a feeling this is going to turn out good.

LINE BREAK BECAUSE MY PHONE HATES ME

I calmly walk into the bakery as Maman is dealing with a customer. "Marinette how was the first half of school." Maman spoke as she hands a bag to a customer.

"Could've gone better." I say in reply. "But I think I might go to The Place for lunch is that okay?" I ask her.

"Of course! Are you working on a new song honey?"

"Yeah. It's an assignment we got for class this time so I want to get make sure it's perfect!" I turn around to walk out of the door.

"Wait Marinette! Make sure you say hi to Bridgette for me!" Maman yells to me as I exit through the door.

"Will do!" I flash her a smile as I make my way through the streets of Paris.

I got most of the lyrics down for the song but I still need to figure out a good accompiment. I want to give it a softer feel so I guess I'll have to ask Bridgette if she can play the piano for me today.

It's funny to think though, my first friend is the one friend that almost no one knows about. It's already been 6 years since we first met. And we still keep making music together.

Then he came along and we became a trio. I can feel a grin spread across my face. He's coming by this weekend again so we'll probably have another show. I can show him all the new songs I wrote for him!

I round another corner before I see the building that always make me smile. In solid blue letters 'The Place' is spelled out with lightbulbs that glow blue at night line the words. The building that it hangs from is a creamy white color with double, dark brown, doors lead inside to the one-story building. It's like a second home to me.

I walk through the double doors and the first thing that greets me is Bridgette sitting behind a grand piano, on a big wooden stage in front of empty chairs and tables, playing a soft tune.

"Hey Bridgette! I've got a new song to work on!" I shout at her. She looks at me and I can't help but smile at our similarities again.

Like me, Bridgette has blak-blue hair, but hers is a lot longer. It's tied into two twin pony tails and she has one her signature white tank-top and gray blazer. But insteaed of blue jean shorts she has on normal jeans on.

"Marinette!" She runs over and gives me a hug.

"I haven't seen you since last week! How's it going!"

"I could be better. We got an assignment in class that we have to write a song." I sigh.

"But what's bad about that! You're sure to do good! Anyone who heard your last song 'Wildest Dreams' knows that your a great song writer!"

"You didn't let me finish. I have to sing it. In front of my whole class."

"But that means that..."

"Exactly."

"But would it really be that bad if everyone knew? You have an amazing talent and even Felix is still mad that you don't want to embrace it."

"But singing is something that I enjoy doing without being judged by everyone I know."

Bridgette lets out a huge sigh as a sign of defeat. "Well soon you'll have to sing in front of everyone in you class so you better get used to it."

She walks to the front of the stage where a microphone is sitting. She takes it off its stand and tosses it to me.

"How about you warm up and then pitch me your idea. We do still need to work on the bridge to 'Whistle While You Work It'." I catch the mic in my hands and look down at it.

Well, I guess I should clear thing up for you. I the lead singer for a local band called 'Three Dreams'.

But that's not all.

I also play main gutair with Bridgette and I's other band member Felix.

We perform every weekend from 10:00 pm to 12:00 am at 'The Place'.

I write every song we perform. And as I take my hair out of my twin pigtails, Bridgette smiles at me. I always take my hair out before I sing.

It lets me feel as free as Ladybug.

So I start whistling.

'My day one rule is keeping my cool even if I'm broken up.'

END OF CHAPTER ONE

So... How was the first chapter? I've had this idea in my head for months and I finally had the guts to publish the first chapter. I wanted to combine somethings that I though would be cool if they happened in the actual show like Felix and Bridgette. Make sure to tell me what you think in reviews. No flames thou because those are mean. No one wants to hear, "U r so bad as writing u should just stop. Like get a life" but I would like to hear "Wow, I really liked that. But (insert problem) was bothering in your story. Just wanted to let you know :)". Or something like that

And to those who noticed that the first part is past tense and the second part is present, that was intentional. The classroom was kind of like a flashback to what's going on now, a prologue. But I didn't want to screw up chaptering (I don't think that's a word but oh well).

Song mentioned/Sung

Lost Boy by Ruth B

Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift

Whistle(While You Work It) by Katy Tiz