Louis slammed his forehead against his locker, giving out a long sigh. He took out a water bottle, gulping it all down. He cleared his throat and opened his locker, putting some books in it. In the corner of his eyes, he could see his best friend walking towards him. Louis smiled as he closed his locket. Sam waved and adjusted his glasses. He has dark wavy brown hair, dark skin, golden brown eyes, and a mole on his forehead.

"Overslept again, man?" Sam guessed.

Louis nodded. "You can say that, who knew the countdown to the anniversary of Ladybug and Chat Noir's death was big deal. Besides, half of the school is here!"

Louis gestured towards the other students. The halls were barely full and some people where looking at their phones where it showed the statues of the heroes of Paris. Some are also wearing red with black spots and black with green cat eyes for their deceased heroes. Last night, Louis stayed up all night to watch where people were counting down to put the candles for Ladybug and Chat Noir around the statues. It was a sad moment for everyone to remember, but because of them, Paris is safe and that's what Louis would thank them for. If they were alive, he would thank them in person and say a few cat puns.

"By the way, Fleur is here," Sam smirked, nudging his shoulder.

Gasping, Louis turned to his crush. He could feel his heart pounding in his ears. Fleur was at her lock, putting some books in it. She has black hair in a braid and blue eyes. Louis let out a sigh and leaned against his locker. Sam rolled his eyes. It's not his fault he fell hard! Sam pulled him away from his locker and crossed his arms.

"Are you going to talk to her or are you just going to panic like last time?" Sam said.

"Look, I wasn't ready, okay?" Louis put his hands up as a defense. "Besides, when I talk to her and say some really good puns, we'll get marry! We'll live in a nice house and have two kids, Belle and Damion. We'll have a dog, no cats! Cats are better!"

Sam snickered. "You have your future kids and everything else planned out?"

"Well, what kind of person doesn't plan these out?" Louis chuckled.

"Plan out what?" a voice asked behind him.

Louis screamed and turned around. Fleur was behind him, with her head tilted with confusion. Louis's feet tangled as he fell over a bench, landing on his bottom. He groaned, rubbing the back of his head. He gave Fleur a chuckle and stood up. Fleur was covering her mouth, trying not to laugh. Louis rubbed his arm as he walked up to her. Sam waved at him as he headed to class. Louis gulped. This is his chance!

"Sorry," Fleur apologized.

"No, that's alright, my flower, I'm feline," Louis said.

"So what you had planned out?" Fleur asked.

Louis smirked. "Oh you know, just working out." He held up his arm and started patting on his biceps. "Yeah, I've been working out lately, you know. Need the energy to run my daily life!"

"Well you are the son of the famous Adrien and Marinette Agreste. It does makes sense. Why don't you do modelling like your father?"

Louis rolled his eyes. "I don't want to. Seems boring and Dad barely does his modelling, since I was born."

"Well you should try or at least do something great like your parents does! They're really cool and I think you'll be cool if you do those things."

Narrowing his eyes, Louis put his hands in his pockets, clenching his fists. Why does everyone always think he has to be just like his parents? Sure, they're famous and all and he does love them, but he hates how people just want him to be like them? Since when can people like Sam just accept him that he's not like them! He doesn't even want to live up to people's expectations of him, even his parents don't mind that he's not a designer and a model. Then the bell rang. Louis lets out a sigh. For once, he's glad to go to algebra.

"I guess we'll chat later," Louis said.

Fleur giggled. "I guess we will."

Louis smiled proudly to himself about that pun. He knew it'll make her laugh! The two walked into class and Louis sat next to Sam as they are at the front row of the room. In front of them was a teacher that Louis never saw before. He has pale blonde hair and a mix of blue and grey eyes. He was wearing a formal work suit and his hair was all neat and tidy. Louis leaned back on his seat. He had never saw this teacher before.

Then the teacher stared up and blinked. Louis and the teacher stared at each other, until the teacher narrowed his eyes and sighed. Louis rolled his eyes. He probably figured out that he's the son of two famous people and probably thinking that he's some sort of celebrity and spoiled brat. Then a girl walked into the classroom and she too has the same hair and eye color as him too. Shockingly enough she also wore formal clothing.

"My name is Mr. Anderson and this is my daughter and new student Penelope," the teacher said. "I know it's a shame that your old teacher retired, but I promise you, nothing will change in this room. Now, let me start to attendance..."

Louis sighed as Penelope walked passed the first row as she sat at the back of the room. While Mr. Anderson was reading off the students' names, his eyes were glaring up at him as if he had done something wrong? Louis glanced at the other students and back at himself. did he do something wrong? Louis sighed and slump onto his seat. This was going to be a long day. He took out his phone and texted to Sam.

Louis: Wanna ditch?

Sam: Yeah, he seems boring! Got an excuse?

Louis smirked and raised his hand.

"Yes?" Mr. Anderson asked.

"I don't feel good Mr. Anderson," Louis winced, clutching his stomach. "I-I think I'm gonna..."

"Please go to the restrooms first and if you're still sick, then I suggest you either go to the nurse's office or go home." Mr. Anderson replied. "I don't want sick children in my room."

Louis nodded as he took his bag, racing out of the room. Before the door closed, he gave Sam a wink. Louis waited by the doors, checking on his phone. He was glad to get out of there. The teacher was giving him the creeps. Besides, it's not like he knows he's ditching. He had done it a couple times, but nothing too serious when he ditches. All he just needs to do is not run into his parents and he's good.

The sound of footsteps were approaching him. Louis smiled as he fist bump with Sam. The two laughed as they got out of the building. He's glad Mr. Anderson was a new teacher. That way he could use his wits to trick him. While the two walked passed some shops and markets, in the corner of his eyes, Louis spotted two shadows floating above him. The shadows were small, almost like teacup size. One was a shape of a flying cat, while the other a bug. As Louis glanced up, nothing was there. He frowned and glanced back at the ground. The shadows were gone. Louis scratched his head.

"Are you okay, man?" Sam questioned.

Louis nodded. "Yeah, thought I just saw something."

Sam rolled his eyes as he held up his phone to him, showing his mother's blog, who is also a famous journalist and friend of his mother. The two talked about the blog until they approached the mall. Louis let out a smile as he stared at the inside. It was huge, bigger than the other ones he went to. The first thing he saw next to them was the new game store and across from it was an Asian antique store. The line of the game store was packed with people and teenagers that too ditched school. Louis groaned and crossed his arms. Now he won't even get the new game!

"Great!" Louis sighed. "All of that trouble and it's packed!"

"Maybe we should've just wait until school ended," Sam said.

Louis shook his head. "Let's just wait until there isn't that much people. We can look at that shop over there."

He pointed to the antique shop and Sam shook his head. "Nah, I'll get some food. You go ahead."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, man, do you want something?"

"Anything is fine."

"Sweets it is."

Louis chuckled as Sam walked deeper into the mall. Louis stared at the game shop. Maybe Sam was right, but at the same time, he doesn't want to go back because he knew Mr. Anderson might suspected him ditching and he might think it was because he's the son of a famous model and designer. Sighing, Louis walked towards the antique shop.

As he opened the door and blinked. The shop was all dirty with lots of Asian antiques. There was a lucky cat, some lamps, and others that Louis only saw on movies and on T.V. Closing the door behind him, he walked around. The owner wasn't there, probably in the back and the window on the wall was open too. Louis approached the dusty counter and glanced down. There was some jewelry in the glass casing and next to the jewelry was a box that was in a shape of a cherry blossom. The box has six jewelry and each on their little category of what they represented. In the middle of the box was silver ring, around the ring has a black stripe. In the middle of the ring are black and silver swirls. Louis tilted his head. This was an odd looking ring, but unique at the same time. Then the sound of his backpack opening caused him to turn around. Louis blinked. There was no one there. He glanced at his backpack and opened it. Everything appeared to be normal where he left it.

"Good morning, young man," a voice spoke.

Louis turned and smiled. An elderly old man was at the front of the counter, standing on a stool. He was short and had white hair, wearing a red shirt. On his wrist was a green bracelet. Louis rubbed his neck and gulped.

"Um... you have neat stuff here," he said.

The man smiled. "Thank you and what is your name?"

"Louis, you?" Louis answered.

"Fu, but everyone calls me Master Fu."

Louis frowned. "Why?"

"Oh a few reasons." he merely chuckled and asked. "Do you want to buy something?"

Louis shook his head. "Not at the moment. I'm just looking around."

Master Fu nodded. He opened the glass case, taking the ring, handing it over to him. Louis blinked and took a step back. He stared at the ring and back at the old man. What was he doing? He doesn't want it! Sure, it looked nice, but he's not that kind of a person who wold wear a ring around!

"Why not you have this for free?" Master Fu suggested.

Louis shook his head. "No. I'm not allowed to take things from strangers."

"You're fifteen aren't you?"

"Um...yes..."

"Then there, have it." Master Fu pressed as he put the ring into his palm. "I'm giving this you because you are meant to have it."

"O-Okay..." then Louis stared at the nearest clock. "Oh look at the time, I have to get going!"

Master Fu nodded as Louis shoved the ring into his pocket. Louis raced out of the store, without looking back. He ran to the nearest chair and sighed. Hopefully, he reminded himself not to go in there where a creepy old man is. Louis took out the ring from his pocket, turning it from side to side. He's not sure what Master Fu meant, but he knows that there is no way he's meant to wear something like this! What does that old man knows that he doesn't? It's not like this ring was special. It's just a normal jewelry that he won't wear. Besides, aside from being the son of two famous people, there's nothing special about him anyway.