DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE SONGS OR FRANCHISES MENTIONED AT ANY POINT IN THIS FANFICTION. PLEASE DON'T SUE ME. THANKS.

Holy cow, this is late. Sorry guys. I haven't been able to get to the computer recently.

-Firestar1647

Marinette flipped into the open window of her apartment, detransforming as she landed. Tikki swirled out of her earrings and flopped onto Marinette's bed.

Tikki gasped dramatically. "Cookies…" Mari giggled and went into her kitchen to grab one out of the jar she kept on the counter. She stopped to check her laptop and grinned wildly.

"Tikki, I got the job! I got the job!" Marinette squealed, jumping up and down. Tikki whizzed in, cookies forgotten.

"That's awesome, Mari! Where did you apply?" Tikki asked, bobbing up and down with Marinette.

"There's a bakery just ten minutes away from here called Delectable Delights. The owners are really nice from what I have heard, and it pays well." She said happily.

"Ooh! Since you helped you mom and dad in the bakery a lot, you should do wonderfully at your job!" Tikki pointed out, still bobbing up and down with Mari. "When do you start work?"

"Next Tuesday. Three more days. Ugh." Marinette sighed. Tikki dizzily landed on the table, weary from all the jumping. "Well, look on the bright side. You get to bake cookies and cakes to practice before the job!" Tikki squeaked, dreaming of countless platters of cookies.

Marinette drearily blinked open her eyes and tapped her phone. Her alarm cut off and she flopped back down to get some more sleep. Tikki yanked on her ear.

"Get up, sleepyhead! Don't stay lying here in bed!" Tikki sang rowdily, dragging Mari onto the floor. She flew over to the closet and lugged out a pair of gray tights, a short pleated pink skirt, a long sleeved black sweater, and a pair of knee high black leather boots. Marinette drowsily slipped into the outfit while Tikki pulled her black hair into a sleek ponytail. Tikki added a gray headband, then took Marinette's choker necklace and strapped it onto her neck.

Marinette put on a light layer of foundation, a light pink blush, and bronzer. She then smeared some bright pink lip-gloss on, accompanying it with a black eyeshadow. Tikki blended some white highlighter under her eye to make her bags disappear, then slid a gray purse over her shoulder. Marinette smiled at her reflection in the mirror, then grabbed a protein shake and some granola bars out of the fridge.

Tikki dove into Marinette's purse as they left her room, making their way to the elevator. As they passed by a window, Mari gasped. A torrential rainstorm was beating down on everything, and some parts of the street were flooded. Marinette ran back into her room and grabbed a sleek black raincoat, then sprinted to the parking garage. She saw many of the other university students huddled under trees and overhangs, a few were even using their backpacks as umbrellas.

Marinette decided to ditch her car, since her classes were in a few of the buildings nearby, and flipped her hood over her head. She made sure to grab the spare comb and makeup bag she kept in her car, and happily walked through the thundering rain. Tikki slipped into one of the pockets inside her coat, and peered out of the collar of the coat.

Mari stepped into Mrs. Harris's classroom and slipped into one of the open seats. Because she decided to walk in the rain, she was a few minutes late for class, and the only open seats were near Chloe. Marinette decided to ignore Chloe's brassy voice as she flirted with one of the boys who was sitting in the row behind her.

"Good morning, class. Quite a storm going on outside, isn't it." The class erupted into groans and laughter. "Settle down. Today, you will receive your next project." Murmurs of excitement and curiosity echoed around the room. "This time, you will have to work with a partner."

Everyone began to talk to their friends and getting up, but Mrs. Harris slammed her papers down on her desk to get their attention. "I will be choosing your partners. If you do not like who you are paired with, suck it up, buttercup. Deal with it. I. Don't. Care. You will be creating formal outfit for both a man and a female, and you cannot take ideas from fashion lines made by professional designers, such as Gucci, or Chanel."

"Juvia, Ichigo, you two will be working together. Travis, Hinata, you will be working together also. Marinette, Chloe, you two will be working together." As Mrs. Harris continued to list people off, Marinette clenched her fist under the desk. She heard Chloe groan and looked over at her.

The blonde wailed dramatically. "Why am I, of all these other poor peasants, paired with Maritrash?! That little cun-"

"CHLOE! Enough! I will send you to the principle if this continues! Work with Marinette politely. I don't care if you two hate each other. Just put up with each other for the next month and you will not ever have to speak again!" Mrs. Harris screeched, arms crossed tightly over her chest.

Chloe turned to Marinette and gave her an ugly sneer, then flicked her ponytail over her shoulder and continued texting. Marinette ground her teeth together and dog her nails into her thighs, trying to hold in the scream that threatened to rip out of her throat.

Once class ended, Marinette gathered her things together and walked over to Chloe, who was trying to convince one of the boys nearby to carry her stuff.

"Chloe, when do you want to meet to talk about the project?" Marinette asked politely. Chloe closed her eyes and pursed her lips.

"You actually think I'm doing anything to help with the project? You thought wrong, honey. You will be doing the work, you will be coming up with the project, and you will do everything. I will just present it and be fabulous." She hissed venomously. Marinette opened her mouth to speak again, but Chloe cut her off.

"And, if you ever think about talking to Mrs. Harris about this, I will be telling my father, who personally knows the principle, Mr. Batiste." She annunciated her threat by stabbing Marinette in the chest with her long blue acrylic nails. "You want to know what will happen when my father talks to Mr. Batiste?" She didn't want for and answer. "You will be expelled. So shut up and get to work." Chloe stalked off to find the boy she was talking to earlier, who had left when Chloe started yelling at Marinette.

Marinette sighed, exasperated, and trudged out of the classroom, straight out into the downpour. She walked to her last class of the day, math.

"And that, students, is how you find the cube root of a number." Mme. Cherie finished with a grin. Marinette stood up when she heard the bell ring and grabbed her stuff, then pulled her hood over her head. She was about to leave the building when she felt an arm snake around her back. She stiffened and whipped around, only to roll her eyes at Travis.

"Hey Marinette. How's the weather?" Travis asked sarcastically.

"Ha-ha. IT's by far the sunniest day I have ever seen before. It's nice and warm, the sky is a beautiful blue." Marinette deadpanned, sticking her hand out from under the overhand and watching the rain pound against it.

"How about I walk you home? I have an umbrella." Travis held out his black umbrella, and Marinette's heart froze. This felt too familiar.

"I uh, appreciate the offer, but no thanks. I like walking in the rain." Marinette spattered shakily, before sprinting off, leaving Travis standing under the overhand, his arm stretched out and holding his umbrella.

Again, sorry this was late. Hope anyone struck by Hurricane Matthew is doing okay, I heard there was a lot of damage down. My question for you is, what are you going as for Halloween? I cannot go this year, but I am taking my little sister around, and she is determined to be the statue of liberty. Season Two of the Flash is out on Netflix, YAY!

Please have a great day, review, and stay awesome. :)