The next day, everyone was wearing green in honor of the fallen hero, Jade Sensei. That is everyone except Lila and Chloe, who claimed they didn't know about it. Meanwhile, the summer solstice gala was coming up pretty soon. It was on Friday, June 17th, a few days before the actual solstice. Many people were excited. Adrien would have been excited, had it not been for the fact that nearly every girl was trying to get him to be their date. He had been asked out countless times by the girls that adored him. And some were more persistent then others. He was in Ms. Bustier's classroom, drinking some water and trying to calm down.

"Come on, Adrien. I can tell something's bothering you. So spill." Nino said.

The blond haired model sighed. "It's about the summer solstice gala. Everyone's asking me out to the dance."

"Dude, you're lucky."

"The problem is I'm not interested in any of them." he said. "I'm not in love with any of those crazed fan girls. And don't even get me started on Chloe."

Nino looked at Adrien curiously. "She asked you out more than once?"

He frowned. "Nine times actually."

"Adrikins!" Chloe said.

"Oh dear..." he muttered.

"When are you going to realize that those fan girls can't compete with me?" she asked.

"Chloe, for the tenth time, I'm not going to the dance with you." Adrien answered. "I'm probably not even going to the dance."

She walked away, growling softly.

"Did you say that just to get her off your back?"

"No, Nino. I'm being serious."

"Why? Because your control-freak father won't let you?"

"Oh I wouldn't have to worry about that. He'll be out of town that weekend for three days because of a business meeting in Orleans."

"So why are you declining?"

"Because everyone keeps insisting me to get a date and/or be my date."

Alix walked into the room. "You could go single. No one says you have to have a date."

"True." he said.

"Why not go with a group of friends?" Mylene asked. "That's what Rose and Juleka are doing."

"I need some time to think this over." Adrien said.

"The gala is in... how many weeks?" his best friend asked.

"Two weeks." Alya answered. "You should know, especially since you're treating me to dinner beforehand."

"Right." Nino said.

"What's going on?" Marinette asked.

"Adrien is contemplating on whether or not he's doing to the summer solstice gala." Nino answered.

"I would go, it's just... Everyone wants me to go with them. Why am I such a girl magnet?" he asked.

"Well, there's a lot of reasons why those fan girls are into you. Some think that you're hot, some know that you're fabulously rich. But you know what they're blind to? What I see that they don't? They don't see that you're a friendly, intelligent, funny and honest sweetheart. I don't know if you're in love with anyone, but if you find a girlfriend, I hope she sees all of those things."

Adrien felt breathless. His face got turned warm. "Uh... Thank you."

"You're welcome." she said. "Adrien, if you don't mind, I would like to go with you to the summer solstice gala as friends. I won't kiss you, I won't flirt with you. The closest I'll probably get is wrapping my arms around your neck." Adrien looked at her. "You know, for the slow dance. Have you never had a slow dance?"

"Uh... once. I'd rather not talk about it."

"Oh. Ok then."

"Should I go with her?" he asked.

"Dude, you totally should!" Nino answered.

"You won't regret it!" Alya chimed in.

"Alright, I'll be going with Marinette then."

Marinette smiled. "Thank you. I'm really looking forward to it!"

Chloe growled. Lila grumbled a piece of paper in her hand. Later on, they were on a rooftop in their supervillain identities.

"I don't get it." Volpina said. "How does Marinette get Adrien to go to the dance with her?"

"I know. This makes no sense!" Queen Bee exclaimed. She looked at her partner in crime curiously. "Are you jealous?"

"I am. Is that a bad thing? I asked him to the dance too." she answered.

The queen scoffed. "Adrien's mine. Or at least, he will be."

"Why do you deserve him? I don't even think your feelings for him are genuine!"

"Not genuine? He's been my friend since we were little kids. I know him better than anyone else! And I know that he has no interest in you!"

"You sure about that? It seemed like he was interested in me when I falsely told him I was a Miraculous wielder."

"You lied about being a Miraculous wielder to impress him? That's low."

"Although now I actually am one. You have no chance with him. He's rejected you ten times to the gala."

How long are you two going to continue arguing about this? Pollen asked Chloe.

"Oh be quiet, Pollen." Volpina looked puzzled. "Pollen's getting tired of our argument."

"Oh really? Trixx is enjoying seeing the debate."

"Perhaps our kwamis can help us settle this argument. Pollen, stripes off."

"Trixx, ears down."

They detransformed. Trixx and Pollen looked at each other than at their respective wielders.

"Ok, we need to determine who should be the one to pursue the affection of Adrien Agreste." Pollen stated.

"This will be interesting..." Trixx commented.

Meanwhile, Marinette was shifting back and forth in between reading the Miraculous book, sketching out a design for her gala dress and working on her homework.

"You know, juggling all these things isn't a good idea." Wayzz said.

"But I don't have time. My parents are leaving at six o'clock for dinner and they're expecting me to run the bakery because three people called out for takeout orders." Marinette said.

"What Wayzz is saying is that you're spreading yourself too thin." Tikki chimed in.

Marinette drew a few lines onto her design. "What makes you say that?"

"You're writing some fashion ideas onto your geography assignment." Tikki answered.

"What?" She realized that her paper had several ideas for her gala dress on it.

"Oh man..." She erased the fashion ideas on the paper.

Wayzz looked at Tikki with a look of sorrow. "I don't think she's handling the pressure of being Guardian well."

"Well, she already had her school life, homework, helping out with the bakery as needed, protecting the city as Ladybug, fashion designed and finding time to spend with her friends. Now she has the burden of Great Guardianship, which she wasn't ready for."

"She is also the youngest Miraculous wielder to be the Great Guardian at only 15 years of age."

"I'll get through this... Somehow." Marinette said.

The next day, Kim forced Chloe to sign an agreement saying that she wouldn't take any pictures of him on the night of the gala or if he was caught in one by accident, that she would not post it to any social media such as Instagram, Facebook, Twitter and the like.

"She's not going to keep her word." Alya stated.

"You think she'll break her promise?" Kim inquired.

"Probably." Nino said.

"Ok, how many of you think Chloe's untrustworthy and will break her promise if she signs the contract?" Kim asked.

Nearly every student raised their hand immediately. Juleka mentioned something to Rose and she slowly rose her left arm.

"Wow, even Rose doesn't trust Chloe." Lila remarked.

Rose tried not to sob. "I don't know if she will. You see, well, I asked her to take a letter to Prince Ali. She said she would be seeing him... and... and..."

"Then she up the letter into the pieces and told Rose that Prince Ali would want nothing to do with her." Marinette finished. The class looked at her strangely. "I was there. I saw everything. And later on, she was akumatized because of Chloe's cruelty."

"Great. Everybody hates for me except for Adrien." Chloe said.

"Pretty much." Alya quipped.

"Why do you need me to sign this?" she asked Kim. "Maybe Alix won't even be there."

"Oh I will be there. I'll be dressed in my best attire. And if Kim doesn't show up by 8:10, he'll face a punishment even more humiliating." Alix answered.

"Do you even have a dress?"

"Oh, I'll find something."

Kim turned back to the blond haired menace. "Just sign the contract."

Chloe sighed. "Fine."

She signed the contract, unhappy that her classmates didn't believe her. She softly sighed. She failed to get Adrien to be hers... but on the bright side, he trusted her. He was the only one who trusted her, but he didn't love her. And she knew this.