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Paris, France

Ladybug jumped from building to building until she flipped herself onto the balcony roof on the end of the street and detransformed, not worrying about any passerby or bakery customers who could have been looking. After a long day fighting supervillain to supervillain, she was so tired she didn't seem to be phased about de-transforming in bird's eye view. Today had been so odd, not even after the first akumatized victim was taken care of, another began prowling around the streets of Paris. It seemed as if Hawkmoth was definitely not tiring over his rampage over the miraculouses any time soon, but she and her kitty cat ally had fortunately pushed through and taken care of that situation. Her kwami, Tikki, then flew out of her earrings, nearly as exhausted as her human partner.

"Marinette, you need to be a little more careful where you de-transform! Someone could've seen you up here and we'd have Hawkmoth in our backs more than we do now!"

Marinette panted, but then stopped to laugh. "He already is on our backs, but you're right. That guy is the last person I want following me around school!"

She then felt a vibration in her small bag. "Someone's calling me now?" She took the phone out of her purse, and the name she saw across her phone was the worst in the given situation: it was her Ladybug-obsessed BFF, Alya. She gulped. "The last thing I'd need right now was for her to be standing at the bakery entrance and recording the entire thing!" It seemed like something that her best friend would do. Not really wanting to stand in her balcony all day (albeit she did a really nice job making the place beautiful with flowers and chairs) she ran back to her room and answered the call.

"Girl, did you hear about what happened?" Alya seemed to be more ecstatic than usual, and Marinette began to think for the worst. Maybe someone else had caught onto Marinette de-transforming, and spread the footage like wildfire and the determined Alya called her superhero bestie the moment she caught eyes on it. "You won't believe it!"

"I-i-is it about Adrien?" Her cheeks began to rose up as she tried to change the conversation away from her impending doom. If there was any buzz around the city other than the surprise reveal of Paris's spotted protector, it probably had to do with the Agrestes, who were perhaps Paris's very own Kardashians if you didn't consider the bitchy Chloé Bourgeois and her showboat dad. It was only a couple of weeks ago that he transferred into their class and the news had caught across the European tabloids worse than the bubonic plague. It wasn't that long ago Marinette had to take alternate routes to school in order to avoid the cameras flashing every second. "Is his cranky dad gonna pull him out of school? Not to disrespect him, he's an amazing designer, but-"

"Chill, girl. It's not anything about your lover boy. Apparently, there's these American kids coming to our school for a couple of weeks! Isn't that crazy? First, we get Gabriel's kid and now we have exchange students!" Alya cheered. it was ironic how the moment Adrien actually started attending their school, it was also getting exchange requests up the ass. Everyone wanted to have Gabriel Agreste's son attend their school, and they'd do whatever it took to get that.

"How do you even know about this?" Marinette questioned in shock about the whole ordeal as the tension around her began to diminish now that she had gotten away this time.

"My mom was talking about when she got home! Y'know how she works at the big hotel near our school? The big cheese was talking to his butler about it or something!" Another thought seemed to come into Alya's mind because she switched topics faster than a speeding bullet. "I bet those kids don't even know who Ladybug and Cat Noir are! I don't even know how someone even lives like that! America must be so boring!"

Not exactly true, Americans had the Avengers and the Justice League if they wanted cooler superheroes who could actually go to space and fight an army of shape-shifting space aliens in one story but have snowball fights in another, but they were fictional unlike Ladybug and Cat Noir; two heroes that looked like they came out of the same comic book pages that Spider-Man was in, but living and breathing, even with their own comic book villain down to the ridiculous costume. How life can get so interesting in only a few weeks.

"Girl, I'm so excited! My old school never had their own superheroes and not even a supermodel! Now we're gonna get kids from the United freaking States!" How someone was more excited about a couple of exchange students over the son of Gabriel Agreste himself, who already took the spot of the main teenage heartthrob at their school despite just meeting Marinette and her classmates. But Alya probably had other interests that weren't finding boyfriends. "I can't wait!" She must've had something to do because she hung up unexpected, or fumbled with the buttons and didn't know she did.

"Well, that was strange. I've never seen someone so excited about something so small like that," Tikki flew over to Marinette.

"Me either. Maybe she thinks that one of them is working for Captain America or something?" Marinette chuckled. "And he isn't even real!"

She then turned on the small TV that was next to her desk, surprisingly on the news channel despite the fact that Marinette never really watched the news. Perhaps her mom or dad had gone upstairs? The headline made it look like Chloé was going to have even more to brag about and rub over Marinette's face like a dirty washcloth, because four "very important" guests were going to be staying that the luxury hotel her father owned, according to mayor André Bourgeois who, surprise surprise, was Chloé's dad. Seems like the theory Alya had told her was true.

"When we heard that a very exciting opportunity was coming to Paris, I made sure that our hotel would give these special guests a nice place to stay while they enjoyed the city around them, made beautiful thanks to me!" André may have had political experience and perhaps went to a school what would've whacked out all the arrogant airheads, but he still sounded like his precious baby daughter. How he was able to constantly get re-elected with high percentage rates still boggled Marinette, especially with his preposterous claims.

"And you, Miss Bourgeois. How do you feel about these sudden changes in Paris?" The news reporter asked as Chloé fixed her hair.

"Of course I'm excited! My daddy knows what he's doing and I'm sure that they'll have a good time in Paris!" She seemed more preoccupied on whatever was on her phone than being interviewed for maybe the hundredth time. And besides, she sounded as fake as she did trying to blame Marinette for a spill in the cafeteria. "Anyways, if these kids are Americans, I'm sure they're probably some celebrities that'll just love my company!"

Looks like Chloé jumped the shark on that one by saying who these "special" guests were. Now Marinette was starting to feel bad for those four kids having to be around Chloé for the whole day. not even she would want to do that, even if her skin was thicker by being around her for four years or even going on a date with Adrien being the reward.

"Those poor kids, not only do they have to be in a completely different country from their own but now they're going to be stuck around Chloé out of all people," Marinette was starting to sound empathetic for kids she hadn't even met, "I hope Mr. Bourgeois at least makes their stay a bit bearable."

"Now that I think about it, like Alya said, they might be going to your school while they're in Paris. And who knows, maybe they might be in your class," Tikki added.

"But that still means being around Chloé, who'll just drive them all mad with all her questions about them being celebrities. I hope they're straight headed enough to stay away from Chloé. She's going to give all of us terrible impressions."

"Due to the situation in hand, the international rotary program has released a statement recommending French students to follow suit and also participate in exchange programs in other countries such as the United States. It really does look like something like this is making a giant news statement across the city. Anyways, I'm Nadja Chamack. Don't be bemused, it's just the news!" The news program went to a commercial break. Nadja was right, today was definitely a slow news day if this was all that they had their hands on.

But in the end, who knows? Paris was bound for new revelations, especially after all the events that shook the city to the core in the span of only half a school semester. Perhaps there was going to be something special about these new students, maybe they were going to be movie stars or celebrities like Adrien that Chloé had hoped for.

Maybe, they'd even be mysterious.