AN: Okay…funny story…I actually did not mean to post chapter one on Sunday. Tbh, I was planning on waiting another week to post it, and I kinda forgot how to save a document onto Fanfic and ended up publishing it instead, even after I saved it, which was stupid of me. And I freaked out, but you know, what's done is done…heh.

Anyway, the first part of the story is mainly Adrien, Mari, and Chloe. The part afterwards is Charisse's first day of school. Don't worry, we'll be getting some shipping eventually, but like I said before, family first before the actual shipping (which will probably be the next chapter anyway). Onwards!

Chapter 2

Marinette went to Adrien's house to spend the day with him. She feels like she hasn't seen him in forever, even though they see each other every day. Akuma attacks have seized once again, and Marinette was starting to get used to the no fighting thing. But she was still somewhat on edge, and always does patrols whenever she can to make sure nothing suspicious is going on.

On her way to Adrien's house, a familiar blonde ponytail turned the corner and Marinette grew a bit nervous. Though she had called truce with Chloe and even agreed to turn a new leaf in their relationship, she had a feeling that it was all an act so she could get on Adrien's good side again. Chloe picked her head up from her phone and smiled at Marinette.

"Hey, Marinette. Fancy meeting you here." Chloe said in a not evil way.

"Erm, yeah. I was just on my way to Adrien's." Marinette said, rubbing her arm.

"Oh, that's nice." Awkward silence. "Did you hear his mother returned to Paris? He must be really happy."

"Yeah, I actually met his mom not too long ago. She's really sweet. So is her daughter."

Chloe gasped dramatically. Marinette wanted to roll her eyes, but resisted the urge. "What? Adrien has a sister? Wait, is she a half-sibling?"

"Um…no, actually. It's a really long story, and I should really get goi-"

"You know what? I'll come with you! I haven't gone to Adrien's in such a long time. I haven't seen his mother in forever either! Let's go!"

Marinette held back the groan she had in her throat. "A-are you sure? I'm sure you have other things to do-"

"Nonsense, my schedule is completely empty! I'll walk with you. That's what friends do, right?"

Right. Friends.

"Uh, right." Marinette chuckled nervously. Chloe beamed and walked along side with Marinette who was trying her best not to groan at her misfortune. It's not that she didn't like Chloe. Okay, that's a lie. Even though her and Chloe are trying to be "friends," Marinette still can't stand how mean she is being towards other students. It's like she's nice one second then becomes a complete bitch the next. Isn't that what bi-polar is?

Marinette shook her head of the thought as they reached the gates of Adrien's home. The camera Nathalie operates zoomed in on Marinette's face then the gates opened, allowing the two girls access. Marinette knocked on the large door and waited patiently for it to open. Chloe was on her left, filing her nails like usual.

The door opened to reveal a laughing Adrien in a pink tutu with makeup all over his face, and a black wig.

Chloe and Marinette stared at the equally shocked model for a few moments, before bursting into uncontrollable laughter. Marinette clutched her sides as Adrien glared at his girlfriend as a shade of red grew on his face from embarrassment.

"O-oh my gosh! Adrien, y-you look ridiculous!" Marinette giggled, wiping a tear from her eye.

"Y-yeah, what happened?! Did a fairy barf all over you?!" Chloe laughed.

"S-shut up. It's not that funny." Adrien pouted. Then he did a double take. "Wait, Chloe?! What are you doing here?"

"I ran into Marinette on her way here. I heard you had a sister, and I was so curious that I had to come." Chloe flipped her hair. "Now let us in. It's freezing out here."

"Uh, sure. Come on in." Adrien opened the door wider as the girls entered the mansion. "Let's go to Charisse's room. She's waiting for me."

"Charisse? Is that your sister?" Chloe asked.

"Yeah, she's only five. She's such a handful, though. But she's really sweet, too." Adrien led them up the ungodly amount of stairs as they turned the corner towards Charisse's room. He opened the door to reveal a purple room with a full sized bed in the middle. There was a large purple fur rug next to her bed, and a bunch of toys on one side of the room. On the other side were an easel and a toy cooking set next to the closet door.

Charisse sat at her tea set, a large black boa wrapped around her neck and some cat ears on her head. Her eyes widened when she saw Marinette.

"Mari, you're here!" She exclaimed.

Marinette giggled. "I see you're having a tea party. Any way I can join?"

"Oh, you're always welcomed to my tea parties, Marinette! You get V.I.P. access."

"Why, thank you." Marinette curtsied and took her place at the small table. Adrien pushed Chloe forward, clearing his throat to regain his sister's attention.

"Charisse, this is Chloe. Do you mind if she joins?" Adrien politely asked. Charisse turned her gaze to Chloe, who almost cowered under the young girl's intense gaze. Charisse gave a small hum as she examined Chloe from her seat, her eyes narrowing at the diva.

"I dunno, Adrien. She seems kind of…fishy." She stated, squinting her eyes.

"I promise you, there is nothing fishy about Chloe. Right, Clo?" Adrien asked.

"R-right. I mean, I don't smell like fish, anyway. So there can't be anything fishy about me." Chloe said, flipping her recently washed hair for emphasis. Charisse continued to glare at the rich blonde, but shook her head and replaced her scowl with a small smile.

"Okay. You can join." She turned back to Marinette, giving her a cookie which Marinette happily bit into. Meanwhile, Chloe sighed of relief while Adrien just patted her back.

"Congrats," he whispered. "You've just passed the 'Sibling Approval' test."

"That's a relief." Chloe chuckled. The two sat at their respective places at the table, partaking in the tea party.

Chloe excused herself from the child's room as she made her to the bathroom, looking both ways before closing the door. She rushed herself to the sink, wiping off the horrendous amount of makeup evident on her face. She brushed her hair out, deciding to leave it down for the time being. Who knew one little brat could be such a handful? And she's only been rich for, what, a few days?

Chloe rolled her eyes at the thought of the little girl. Charisse obviously didn't approve of her, but she accepted her for her brother's sake. Chloe already hated the child as soon as she said she was fishy. Me fishy, Chloe thought, what a ridiculous thought.

Chloe wasn't really here to hang out with Adrien's sister. No, she was here to try to get back on Adrien's good side. That apology she made days ago? It was all a lie. No wonder she is such a good actress. Of course, trying to be nice to Marinette was taking a toll on her. Who would want to be nice to her? Chloe reapplied her makeup as she stared at herself in the mirror.

Why did Adrien choose Marinette out of all people? She's not as rich as Chloe and she's not as "important." Sure, she's nice and really pretty and she has a lot of friends. But she'll never be Chloe Bourgeois, the most important teen girl in all of Paris. Adrien chose someone below his level, and Chloe couldn't help but watch as he smiled with Marinette and laughed with her and kissed her.

Chloe sucked in a deep breath as she fixed up her hair a bit, fluffing it up to give it some more volume. She took out her very expensive Gabriel perfume and sprayed it on her. She stared at the mirror and gave herself a small smile, reassuring herself that everything was fine.

"Do not get a pimple over this. You're Chloe Bourgeois…"

"And you will have Adrien Agreste."

The following Monday was a bit hectic in the Agreste household. It was Charisse's first day of school EVER. Waking up really early took a toll on the poor child, so she was pretty grumpy that morning. Her mother dressed her in a sleeveless silk lavender dress with a large satin bow tied around the midriff, with white stockings and a pair of black flats. Her thick, long blonde hair was wavy and let out of its usual ponytail, with a big lavender bow placed on her head.

Charisse wore her Ladybug and Chat Noir themed bookbag with a large frown present on her face. Her mom ignored this as she made sure her daughter was ready for school, Adrien leaning against the door frame with a small smile on his face. Gabriel stood next to him, looking a bit skeptical about all this.

"Are you sure you don't want her homeschooled?" He asked.

"Gabriel, she'll be fine. It's a new experience for the both of us for our child to be sent to a public school so early."

Charisse eyes bulged out of her sockets as she heard this. "Adrien never went to a public school?"

Gabriel shook his head. "No, he was homeschooled. I was protecting him from the other children when he was your age. I knew what they were capable of, calling people bad names and such."

"Other kids are gonna call me bad names?"

Amelie shook her head quickly, a reassuring smile on her face. "No, mon ange. No one will call you anything. And if they do, just ignore them, okay?"

Charisse still looked scared as she frantically nodded. Amelie kissed her forehead lovingly. "Remember that I love you, okay? And I'll always be there with you, right here." She pointed at Charisse's heart, and grabbed her to start tickling her. Several giggles and squeals came out of the young blonde, as her face turned red from the hysterics. Adrien laughed at the sight, happy that his sister was happy.

About a half hour later, Charisse made it to the school courtyard of the elementary. There were other kids playing on the playground, chasing each other, and playing with the jungle gym. Charisse gulped as she stepped into the courtyard, and jumped as the bell rang. Several students rushed into the school as she followed suit.

She made it to her classroom after going to the main office for help. Her mother couldn't be there, unfortunately, so Charisse was on her own for the first day. She lightly knocked on the door, and when there was no answer, she knocked on it again harder. The door opened to reveal a tall, thin woman in her mid-30s, who looked at the girl with a smile on her face.

"Hello there," she said. "You must be the new student. Come on in, and I'll introduce you."

The teacher held out her hand and she reluctantly took hold as the older woman brought her towards the front of the class, the door closing behind them. She turned to the front as a bunch of eyes laid on her. Charisse gulped.

"Class, we have a new student today. Why don't you introduce yourself?" The teacher asked sweetly.

"Um…I'm Charisse. Charisse Agreste."

"Charisse Agreste? As in Gabriel and Adrien Agreste?"

"Y-yeah, I'm Adrien's sister."

The class gasped at this news and whispered amongst themselves. Charisse could feel herself getting a bit sweaty as she waited for their reactions. A redheaded girl scoffed, as she rolled her hazel eyes at the poor blonde. She was a real cutie, with a small mole above her upper lip, and she wore a blue dress and Mary Janes. Her hair was short, but she looked absolutely adorable.

But of course, she didn't act as adorable.

"Yeah, right. We all know Adrien Agreste doesn't have a sister. He's an only child." The ginger sneered.

"He does too have a sister. That's me! We just found out that we're related." Charisse defended

"You're lying."

"Claudia! That's enough." The teacher turned back to Charisse, an unreadable look in her eyes. "I'm Madame Valentine. Welcome to the Kindergarten class."

At recess, Charisse had no one to play with. No one believed her when she said countless times that she was related to the Agreste household. Who else had the last name of Agreste? No one, so why didn't anyone believe her? Not only that, but Claudia and her posy made sure that no one hung out with her. Charisse sat on the bench, longing for her mother, as a tear rolled down her cheek. She didn't bother eating her lunch, as she was too upset to eat. She felt the bench shift next to her and she picked her head up, her dark blue eyes meeting vivid amber ones.

The boy she stared at was quite the sight. At least, for a five year old. He had dark brown hair that was unruly but looked good on him. He had a dimples on his cheeks, and a cute little butt chin, his skin as golden as the sun. He wore a black shirt that had vivid green eyes on the front, and it took Charisse a second to guess that they were Chat Noir's eyes. He had a pair of blue jeans on and some Nikes. Charisse's cheeks turned a slight pink as she stared at the boy in front of her.

He smiled at her, his dimples showing a lot more than before. "Hi, I'm Avery. You're Charisse, right? You sit behind me in class."

Charisse's lack of response turned his smile into a look of confusion, which snapped her out of her stupor as she dumbly nodded her head. "Y-yeah, that's me."

"Don't worry about everyone. They never believe what they hear."

"Why?"

Avery shrugged, turning his head towards his classmates who were playing tag. "I don't know. They just don't."

"Oh." Charisse looked at her hands sadly before she looked back at the brunette. "Do you believe me?"

"Of course I do. Who would lie about being related to someone?" Avery asked.

Charisse grinned. "You're right." Her eyes travelled to his shirt. "You like Chat Noir?"

"Boy, do I!" Avery exclaimed, puffing out his chest to show off his shirt. "He's so awesome! I mean, I like Ladybug and all, but he's way better!"

Charisse's grin turned wider. "I thought I was the only one who liked him! Everyone else only likes Ladybug!"

"Right? I mean, yeah she fights, but people only like her because she can turn the akumas white again. Everyone thinks he's just the…"

"Sidekick!" Charisse finished for him, beaming proudly. "But he's better than a sidekick! He's much more than that!"

"Avery?" A new voice interjected and Charisse's smile was wiped off her face as she grew pale. She's only been here for less than a day, but she already knew who that voice belonged to. The two faced Claudia whose arms were crossed as she stared at Avery, shocked. "Why are you talking to a liar?"

Avery frowned. "Charisse is not a liar. Just because Mr. Agreste hasn't said anything about his daughter doesn't mean he doesn't have one."

"Well, until I hear that she is his daughter, she's a liar." Claudia turned her eyes to Charisse, as she shrunk under the girl's glare. "Stay away from him, you hear? I don't want you to give him cooties."

"I don't have cooties." Charisse growled, frowning deeper.

"Liar, liar, pants on fire." Claudia said, grabbing Avery's hand and pulling him away from the bench.

"I'm not a liar either! You're just a big, fat, meanie!" Charisse shouted, and she instantly regretted it as the courtyard grew quiet and everyone stared bug-eyed at the new girl. Claudia's face was red with humiliation, and Avery just stared. Claudia released her grasp on him and made her way towards Charisse. She harshly poked a finger at Charisse's chest.

"Don't call me a big fat meanie! You're just mad 'cause you have no friends and you're a liar. No one will ever like you, so stop trying to make me look like a loser!" With that last word, she shoved Charisse, causing her to fall to the ground. Her dress became dirty, but there was no rips evident. But there was a rip in her stockings as she did bruise her knee, a small stream of blood running down her leg and staining her clothing. Her eyes became teary-eyed as the bell rang, signaling everyone to go inside the building.

Charisse sat on the ground in shock. She has never met anyone so mean in her entire life. It was only her first day of school, but some kids were just relentless. Everything her mother told her that morning was long but lost in the back of her head. Clouds hung over her, and she slowly began to cry, still holding her knee in pain. She didn't know how long she was crying for, and she could really care less. A black butterfly fluttered out of nowhere, and before it could land, a figure dropped in front of it and caught it in its hand. They placed it in their pocket and zipped it up, hoping it wouldn't fuse out.

Charisse heard the thud and she picked her head up, her cheeks stained with tears as she gasped at the person in front of her.

It was Chat Noir.

AN: *casually writes another Chloe Bourgeois in a younger, redhaired form*

Sorry it's short, but I wanted to get this out before the end of the week. Next chapter will definitely make up for it.