SO this is like the only time I have ever updated this quickly (probably idk). Once again, 3rd person is not my strong suit, so I'm sorry in advance for the grammatical errors. Also, sorry I don't respond to all your nice reviews, I read them all and they leave me speechless.

Enjoy!

"Alright kids, so our first stop is the hotel, to bring our things to our rooms. You all picked roommates in advance, correct?" Mme Bustier asked the busload of students. Everyone nodded. "And I assumes you remember who you picked?" Again everyone nodded. "Alright, I want each of you to get off the bus with your room-buddy. When you get to the bottom of the stairs I will hand you each a key to your room. You will have 30 minutes to take your things up to your room and take a quick break before I expect you back on the bus to go to dinner, any questions?"

"Mme Bustier? Where are we heading for dinner? I don't eat anywhere with less than four stars," Chloe inquired. Mari rolled her eyes in contempt.

"Miss Bourgeoisie, the name of the restaurant is in the trip itinerary. If the quality so concerns you, feel free not to eat," Bustier retorted, obviously not willing to deal with Chloe's antics on what was supposed to be a class vacation. Marinette snorted.

As she and lay got off the bus they were handed keycards to room 318. The grabbed their bags and headed into the hotel, following the other students up the stairs. It was only three flights,and France isn't known for its elevator access, so the stairs were obviously the right choice for anyone who cared about having time to change before dinner. However, even though everyone had seen them run upstairs during an akuma battle or two, Chloe and Sabrina, who was carrying the bags for the both of them, waited for the ancient elevator to make it's way down from the sixth floor to take them up to their room.

As Alya opened the door, Marinette saw Nino hold out his keycard for the door to the room next to her and Alya's. Marinette dived into the room before Adrien could see her and slammed the door behind her. She sighed against the door.

"What was that all about?" Alya asked, throwing her small bag on the chair and unzipping it. She begun looking for a hairbrush as Marinette started freaking out.

"Nino and Adrien are in the room right next to us!" She started, whispering, but growing louder. "What if I talk in my sleep or snore loudly or something and Adrien hears me through the wall? What if I flush the toilet while he is in the shower and burn him? What if I go into the hall to get something from the vending machine and bump into him? There are just so many possible disasters!" Marinette finished, now at a yell. Alya just brushed out her dip-dyed tresses.

"Or what if he hears you yelling about how nervous you make him," she supplied a moment later. Marinette slapped her hand over her mouth. The brunette stood up, hair now tamed. "Come on, we'll be late for dinner,"

"Alright kids, you have all been given free range of the menu. I suggest the mussels, they are scrumptious," Mme Bustier said as the students were passed menus. Marinette, not knowing hardly anything about seafood, but trusting her teacher oured the mussels. Adrien, who was sitting across the table from her and Alya ordered crab mac and cheese, while her friend and Nino ordered a platter of crab legs to share.

They made small talk about what they were planning on doing at the beach the next day and how much homework they would have to do on the bus ride back when their food mussels stank. Marinette lifted one shell and looked at it quizzically.

"How do I eat this?" She asked the room, Adrien picked one up to show her.

"You slurp it," He said, sipping the slimy meat from the shell. Marinette looked disgusted and he laughed. "Do you want to trade?" He offered. She shook her head.

"No no! You should at least try yours before you offer it to me. What if it is the pasta dish of your dreams?" She replied, answering his question with her own. He chuckled.

"Alright," He said, using his fork to lift some of the macaroni to his mouth. He quickly swallowed it before shooting his hand out to his water glass and taking a huge drink. When he opened his mouth he was panting. "That is spicy hot and hot hot," he said. Pushing the bowl towards Marinette. She giggled and pulled it closer to her, pushing her mussels in his direction.

"Wow, isn't this a perfect arrangement," Alya said through a mouthful of crab, eliciting an eyebrow wiggle from Nino, who also had a mouthful of crab. Marinette smiled at Adrien.

"Yeah I guess it is,"