Caline Bustier; one of the most lovable and devoted teachers in Miraculous Academy; was walking down the corridor, the sound of her clacking heels echoing through the empty hallway. She was really tired and was eager to return home, no today was nothing special or tiresome it was just like any other day, but she guessed that teaching in a big school like this, where hard working and perfection are highly recommended, for a long time can get you exhausted.
And the student, they weren't half bad really. Most of them were kind and smart, she loved them all and in return they all respected her, well some could cross the line sometimes while others have some serious problems and anger issues, but all in all they were always fun and nice to be with.
The woman stopped in her track upon hearing some voices coming from the debate club. She raised an eyebrow and took a look at her watch. Club activities ended 20 minutes ago so there should be no students or even teachers here, she herself should have been on her way home if it weren't for her meeting with monsieur Damocles.
Curious to know what this fuss is about, she walked over to the door and decided to listen more closely:
"I bet you that Italian girl will get rejected so bad!" laughed a masculine voice as others started to join the conversation.
"Thirty! That Marinette will most likely choose Adrien!"
"Puff, you are all wrong! If there is anyone one going out with Miss Marinette then it will be me!"
However one voice was enough to confirm her suspicions when it said:
"Guys! Calm down! Everyone will get a chance to place their bets so please…."
Before they had a chance to finish talking, Ms. Bustier bursted in with an angry and slightly surprised face.
"Miss Césaire! What is the meaning of this?!"
While the brunette was fighting to get an excuse, the woman took chance to take a look around her. Alya and Nino were sitting behind a table in front of the crowd; the girl was holding a paper made loudspeaker while the boy was counting the money. Papers, two boxes, pens and few Euros were scattered on the wooden surface, the chalkboard behind them read 'final chance to make your bets on who will win Marinette's heart in the end!'.
Moving on to the crowed, Caline could recognize many students, most of them were tenth grader; either from the classes she teaches or not, there was also a fewer of them who were from higher and lower grades. Through the crowd of pupils, she can clearly see the two adults who were trying to blend in: the library lady and the old genitor. Feeling that they weren't fooling anyone and that her gaze was straight at them, they both gave her embarrassed smiles and awkward salutations.
The teacher sighed, "not you too" then crossed her arms looking back at Alya.
"M-Ms Bustier…I-I it's n-not like it s-seems!"
The woman tapped her feet impatiently before saying, "I thought we settled this the last time. Along with being an impropriate action especially for a girl, making public bets for personal benefits is against the academy's rules. You even dragged mister Lahiffe with you again!"
Alya shot Nino an annoyed glare before going back to respond to the teacher, "I know I promised not to do this again, but this is for the public's benefit! Me, no the entire school has waited for this moment Miss !" she gestured to the board, then to the crowed who nodded in approval, "were not doing anything wrong, there's no fights that's going to break like last time….Hopefully"
"So please, don't tell the principal! You know that like all of us you're excited for…" Alya quickly stopped and cursed her big mouth.
On the other hand the teacher made her way to the table, her face wearing an unreadable expression; "I guess you leave me no choice…" she said then slammed her hand on the table while the journalist closed her eyes and gulped in fear.
The crowed was silent, afraid and regretting participating in a risky game like this; some of them were gulping and whining waiting for the punishment when the woman suddenly let out a chuckle.
Alya opened her surprised eyes only to be met with a smiling face and some Euros; she shifted her gaze between her teacher and the money searching for an explanation.
"Miss Dupain-Cheng will chose Mister Agreste" she simply said before heading to the door and adding, " as long as you clean this mess in 10 minutes then I didn't see anything" as everyone cheered and thanked the woman, Alya approached her with a big grin.
"Thank you Ms Bustier! I'm sorry and I promise…"
"Ah-a- a! Not so fast, I expect an essay duo to Thursday about betting and its negative impact on society in general and younger teenagers in general, are we clear?"
She was about to protest but her boyfriend quickly nudged her, reminding her that they barely made it out of this one and they didn't need any more problems.
She sighed and puffed her cheek while mumbling a small "yes mam "
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Back in the Dupain-Cheng household, Marinette has just finished taking a bath and changing into her PJs, it took her longer than expected but a long warm bath always helps her to relieve her stress and clear her mind. She threw herself on her bed while letting a long sigh. Memories of the past days started flashing in her mind which made her smile, earlier this evening she decided that she will try and figure out the identity of 'Chat Noir' based on the information she had. She thought about asking Alya for help but quickly dismissed the idea, the brunette has a lot going on and she didn't want to bother her with her stupid problems, let alone the fact that Alya is not quiet believing this cat boy could be more than a playboy that just take any opportunity to flirt with a lonely girl, Marinette had tried to convince her otherwise but she's just too stubborn. Although the bluenette knew that her friend is ready to do whatever it takes for her happiness and is ready to accept any boy she choose, she still think that Alya is more or less trying to set her up with Adrien, I mean come on! The idea of the four best friends going on double dates is cute and all but Adrien is just a friend! How could Alya think they would ever have romantic feelings for each other! Seriously!
Her growling tummy brought her back to reality, finding her crush's identity can wait till tomorrow, she was tired, hungry and could use a nice dinner right now. With that thought she jumped from her bed and rushed downstairs.
A short time later, the half-Chinese girl was all ready to sleep, she tucked in her bed and turned her light off…."ow! Wait!" she quickly grabbed her phone and unlocked it.
3 missing calls from: Alya
1 unread massage from: Alix
Damn she had a bad habit of turning her phone on silent when doing her homework; Alya would probably kill her one day for it.
She was about to call her best friend but stopped when she read that Alix ad messaged her, it was kind of weird, she wasn't the type of girl to text you out of nowhere unless there's something important. She decided to read it first:
Bingo!
From: Alix
To: all the girls
Slumber party at my house tomorrow at 19:00.
No parents, no annoying brother, and no boys!
Marinette frowned at her screen, a slumber party in the middle of the week and in a school night? What is Alix thinking! Sure they hadn't had a real girls' night in a long time but still…Well at least it's not another invitation to another to her dares with Kim or a weird prank like usual.
She immediately turned on her back and dialed her best friend's number.
{"Finally! Let me guess you, forgot your phone on silent again, huh?"} were the first words she heard from the other end of the line.
"whatever" she snorted and continued, "so did you get Alix's message?"
{"yep, that's why I tried calling you. You're going right?"}
"I don't know, I mean it's a school night"
{"so? Big deal"}
"yeah, well I don't think you recall last time but I do, whenever we get all together things get out of control it's like being drunk all night and waking up with hangover! How do you expect us to go to school like that 'Miss whatever, let's throw our responsibility and party all night?"
{"well obviously miss 'I over think everything' I have a better memory than you. Remember madam Mandelieve is absent on Wednesday so is Miss Bustier with her niece's wedding. In other words we don't have any class until the afternoon"}
"it still feels wrong"
{"come on Mari, we barely enjoy ourselves and it's been ages since our last slumber party with the girls! it will be fun! Plus if you don't come then who will stops us from doing crazy things! So what do you say? You're in?"}
"I guess, you won't leave me a choice either anyway" she chuckled, "but I will have to ask my parents as well"
{"I'm sure they'll be okay with it, they're not as lame as you"}
"wow, thanks, I'm flattered"
{"anyways, any interesting things you want to share?"} asked the brunette who was fully aware of Adrien's little attempt at confessing
"Let's see …" she thought "my mysterious crush that you hate so much left me a confession letter and I'm trying to figure out his identity but I didn't tell you because I know you're busy and will most likely disapprove of that and asks me to just let it go… " "no nothing really "
{"You're sure? Like hundred percent absolutely positively sure that there's not even a little unusual thing that happened?"}
"Yes I am! Geez if I didn't know any better I would think you know something I don't!" she joked and her friend let out an awkward laugh with a quick 'never mind, "what about you anything new?"
{"Oh…"} "Minus the fact that I got caught making bets about your future love life then…" {"Nah, I'm good"}
After a few moments of silent where the girls were swollen in guilt for keeping secrets from each other, Marinette finally broke the silence.
"So... See you tomorrow?"
{"Yeah…Good night girl, sleep tight and don't let the bed bug bight!"}
She laughed, "Night Al"
The bluenette checked her alarm then went back to sleep, "hope you forgive me Alya, but trust me it's for the best, you'll know everything when time comes"
The conversation with Alya and Marinette is mostly me and my friend (though we kind of insult or joke more, you know just to show each other that we care there's no sugarcoated words just straight to the point!) , she's always scolding me for turning my phone silent and is always trying to persuade me into new things and I'm like "I don't know what about my parent's they won't agree on that! "Surprisingly enough she manage to convince them every single time while I can't !seriously!
TILL WE MEET AGAIN, KEEP DREAMING MES PETITS PAPILLIONS! (and no Madrien, I'm not stopping calling you that! You're welcome*evil laugh*)
