Hi people! I just convinced my dad to get me a brownie, but he got me three! He got a new truck, and he wanted to fill the tires up, so it's a win-win situation. One of these days, I'm gonna get fat.

Anyway, to the reviews:

GalaxyFire07905: I know, right? Poor him. I'm so evil!

While I'm eating my brownies, I decided to write a chapter. So have fun! (I'm so evil… Mua ha ha ha ha!

MDC'S POV

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, finally getting a whole night's sleep. It felt so relaxing, and Tikki was still sleeping, too. Wow. I got up and looked out my window. What a beautiful day! I'm still pretty amused and exited about the pants situation. That's probably why I'm over here being a wallflower. I whispered at Tikki to wake up, and started getting ready for school. It was Wednesday, and while other schools might have today off, my school didn't. Bummer.

It was when I was brushing my hair that I felt it. I pulled my hairbrush through the strands, and then did it again, but this time the brush didn't come out. I yanked on it and yelped. Something was stuck in my hair! I turned around in the bathroom mirror and saw a piece of gum. I wasn't even chewing gum last night!

Tikki just looked at me, wide eyed.

"You didn't do this, did you?" I asked, already doubting it. She shook her head, shocked. She couldn't even speak.

I ran down stairs and called my mom, who, at the moment, was making breakfast.

"Mom!" I yelled. "Mom!"

She looked over at me, concerned. "What's wrong, Marinette?" I showed her the gum in my hair. "Oh, dear," she gasped. "How did that happen?"

"I don't know," I stated. "I left my gum on the counter last night, and I didn't even touch it after that!"

"Have you tried getting it out?" She asked. I nodded. "Well, we'll have to cut it, then."

"What!?" I exclaimed, wide eyed. I loved my hair!

"Why don't we go to a barber shop after breakfast and get your hair done, okay?"

"I can't go out like this! What if someone from school sees me?"

"Marinette, all of your friends are at school, they probably won't see you." She reasoned.

"Still," I didn't want to take the chance. "Can you just cut it?"

"I'm not the best, but I guess I could," She was just modest.

So after we ate, we both went into the bathroom and she chopped of the locks that I'd been so desperate to grow out. When she was done, I looked in the mirror and sulked. She had to cut it real short because the gum was right next to my ears, but she did a cute hairstyle. It wasn't so bad, but I missed my old pigtails.

After that, she made lunch, and said I had to go to school still.

"Why?" I mean, haven't I gone through enough already?"

"You don't want your grades slipping on the third day of school, do you?" is how she replied.

After a while, I complied, but not happily. I walked to school with a hoodie over my head to make sure no one saw, and was hoping that I could get away with it in class.

"You look fine, Marinette," Said Tikki. "In fact, you even look cute!"

"Thanks Tikki," I said. "But nothing can be worse than this."

When I got to school, I walked upstairs and went into my science class, the same room Ms. Bustier teaches in, but with a different teacher, trying to quietly shut the door. But it was no use.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng, you're late!" said Ms. Mendeleiev.

"Sorry, I uh, got up late and had to help my parents in the bakery and-"

"I don't care, just sit down and don't do it again!"

I sat down next to Alya, and got out my stuff for class.

"Ms. Mendeleiev," Started Chloë. "Aren't we supposed to take our hats and hoodies off when we enter the classroom?"

Ms. Mendeleiev looked back at me. "I believe we are. Marinette, remove your hoodie,"

I hesitated, but complied, staring at my desk. The whole class gasped when they saw my hair, but I heard someone trying to hold back their laughter. I snapped my head up and looked at Adrien.

"Its not funny!" I whispered harshly. He just smirked and turned his head towards the board, listening to the teacher.

"Girl, what happened?" Alya asked, shocked.

"Adrien is what happened." I told her.

After class, I confronted him. "I don't know how you did this, Agreste, but I will get back at you. You just watch and see,"

He just said, "I have no idea what your talking about," with the most innocent expression on his face. If I wasn't so mad at him, I'd say it was cute.

But he's gonna pay. He's gonna really pay.

I was totally thinking of the Princess Diaries when I was writing the part with Chloë. Any body see that movie? Anyway, I've had something like this happen to me, except I found scissors lying around and chopped a piece of my hair off myself, and then my mom took me to a salon and I had to get it bobbed. I was only in kindergarten, okay? Don't judge me.

So, bye peoples! R&R!