Hi guys! Thanks for being patient with me. I'm just figuring out how to post stuff without it glitching. No clue how the heck that happened. Posting will be every now and then. All of my stories are written up beforehand, so there really is no wait. The only real waiting time are usually last chapters.

Blearily opening her eyes to the sunshine streaming in, Marinette sees her alarms say 8:00. Thankfully she has enough time to get ready for school, and get there on time, or earlier if she's really lucky. As she rushes to school she trips, face-planting into the soft grass. Luckily nobody saw that, so she cursed her bad luck and thanked her luck of not coming across Chloé in those few minutes.

Walking up the steps, she spots Alya, and calls out to her.

"Alya!"

"Mari, you're actually here. Like on time. This seriously calls for a celebration."

Marinette playfully glares at her best friend. " I'm good."

She glances around and noticed a large crowd in one corner, and several smaller ones. "Wow. Is this what the school is like? I never realized people looked so … so … tired!"

Alya snorts. "Anybody would be tired. You would be too if you had an essay due in three days. I'm doing mine on my quest to find who Ladybug and Chat Noir are. What are you doing?"

"Um, I was thinking about doing something related to fashion, but I'm so stressed out that I don't think I could manage. And don't you think that the topic you are doing is rather difficult? I mean, Ladybug and Chat Noir have clearly been careful about revealing who they are." And hastily tacked on, "And you wouldn't be able to bring anything in" after seeing Alya's suspicious face.

"Well, I'll just use my blog, and print loads of pictures on them. And I think the people have the right to know who our heroes are. They could be mass murders. Of course, I'll tell the class, then I'll post it on the Ladyblog."

Marinette retaliates, "Do you really think that mass murders would save people?"

Sitting down, she looks off the distance, hoping that everything would be okay. She groans, hearing Chloé obnoxious voice in the distance, and jumps at a hard shake from Alix.

"Marinette, I think it would be an amazing idea if our class could go to the skating rink. The coming up Thursday is the perfect day. And it would totally work with the point of the get-together一having fun!"

"I'll write that down. No promises that we'll do that, but I'll see what I can do."

"Awesome! And on that note," she looks over to Kim, "I bet you 5 euros I could beat you. Two laps around the rink, and Max can be our ref."

Sighing, Marinette picks up her pen and writes out,

"Roller Skating Theme"

Unfortunately, Alix immediately assumed that Marinette would use that idea. She would have to use the idea, so that she doesn't disappoint her. Glancing around the room, she sees everybody interested in roller skating. Well, that made her life a whole lot easier…. A pair of perfectly manicured hands slammed down in front of her…. Or maybe not. Looking up, she sees Chloé glaring down upon her.

"What is it Chloé," Marinette tiredly asks.

"You cannot do that idea. Not only is it ridiculous," Marinette could see Sabrina violently nodding her head, " but I'll chip and break my nails!"

Sarcastically, Marinette replies, "A real tragedy that would be. We absolutely could not deny the requests solely because of your nails."

Chloé scoffs. "Of course a person like you wouldn't understand."

Tensing up, Marinette tersely asks, "What do you mean?"

Chloé narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Well, if you haven't noticed, you aren't exactly there. I mean, Daddy's the mayor, Adrien's father is Gabriel Agreste, and Sabrina's dad is the Lieutenant. Alya's mom works at Daddy's hotel as head chef. Your parents are just, well, bakers. Nothing really special about that."

The class watched in shock as Chloé cruelly taunted Marinette. Quiet flaps could be heard. And the class' expression turn in horror as a purplish-black butterfly made its way to Marinette's pen that she was gripping tightly.

"Uh, Chloé, I really think you should stop," Sabrina nervously said.

"What?! You really think that this lowlife deserves to be treated nicely? Sabrina wha一"

"Chlò, I strongly suggest that you sh一"

"Adrikins, what are you talking about? You really want to be friends with this-this一"

"SHUT UP!"

Everybody turned to Marinette, who was clutching her head between her hands, with the pen in between her thumb and index finger. Marinette fell out of her seat, kneeling on the ground. Alya, Adrien, and Nino took a step towards her.

"GO AWAY! STOP! I DON'T CARE! NO!"

Startled, everybody didn't know what to think about Marinette rejecting help. Chloé scoffed, and landed a roundhouse kick upon the girl.

"See, completely worthless. She doesn't even deserve any affections from you, Adrikins. She won't even accept help. What a horrid child."

"Fine"

The silent whisper could be heard by everybody in the room as Marinette spoke those words. The class slowly made the way towards her, then stopped in their tracks. Rising up like an angel, was Marinette. But this was no angel. A bubbly, tar-like substance coated her, as soon as she accepted. As soon as she accepted help from Hawkmoth.

"Yeesss. You will be known as The Marionette. I will help you take revenge upon those that ever harmed you. You will no longer be controlled. You will be the controller."

And the class shield their eyes from the blinding light that encased Marinette.