Note: Sorry Italy :(. Also someone asked me about the Cat Noir comment, basically Mari was thinking that her class wasn't stupid, but then overheard Alya believing that Lila and Cat dated and thought "well apparently not". Sorry for the late update-I couldn't think and haven't been having the best couple of weeks with mental health (r/notlikeothergirls am I right XD). But anyways-lets get on with the story.

The next day, Mlle. Bustier's classes filed into the courtyard, sitting cross-legged on the hard ground. Marinette sat next to Alya, who was occupied with Lila's tales. It was taking all her energy up to not roll her eyes.

Luckily, Kagami and Aurore filed in, along with Mendeleiev's class, sitting down next to Marinette and striking up a conversation.

"Are you excited? The only reason my mother is letting me go is because she likes the Chengs," Kagami stated bluntly.

"She's met them?"

"Couple of times, they're really sweet. I've only met the grandmother. She's a dragon, but her grandchildren seem to adore her"

"Apparently she has 15 grandchildren, but we only know about 14 of them," Aurore gossiped.

Marinette could feel Alya and Lila turning towards their conversation, Lila seizing the opportunity to turn the conversation to her.

"I actually know the 15th grandchild. We video chat all the time!"

Bullshit.

"Their family ran away because of terrorists, and we actually hid them in our house for 6 months when I was 8. Don't tell anyone though, it could seriously endanger them!" She continued in a hushed voice.

Also Bullshit.

"That's nice," Aurore said curtly. Marinette looked at her in confusion. Most people ate up Lila's lies, they didn't just ignore them.

"No way! That's so cool!" Alya whisper-yelled.

Exhibit a.

"Cool, anyway Marinette you didn't answer my question-are you excited?" Kagami asked bluntly, clearly not caring for what Lila just said.

"Of course! I hope we get to look around their studios!" Marinette answered.

"Students, Settle down now so we can get on," Principle Damocles boomed. "As you know, thanks to Marinette Dupain-Cheng, we will be going away to China for 2 weeks, courtesy of Cheng Fashion. Coming with us as chaperones are Marinette's parents, Adrien Agreste's bodyguard and assistant, and Kagami's mother. We will be flying out in 3 weeks. I'm going to hand over to Mlle. Mendeleiev now, who will give more information."

Mlle. Mendeleiev strode up to the front, and glared down upon the group of teenagers. They shuffled uncomfortably in unison, unsure about what the vulture's tone was going to be this time.

"Some of you are just lucky enough to have parents who can get you things. A few of your parents have paid for you to be bumped up to first class, but Cheng Fashion have decided to send private jets. Despite this being an all expenses paid trip, some parents have still insisted on you being in a higher position than the, and I quote from one of them, "peasants"," Mendeleiev spat out. "So Adrien Agreste, Chloé Bourgeois, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Lila Rossi and Kagami Tsurugi, you are being upgraded to their most prestigious private jet, that is only used by the family. I will not tolerate any bragging to other students, those who do will be moved back to the standard private jet with everyone else. We will meet at the airport at 8:00 sharp."

The three teachers rambled on about the trip for another half hour, everyone taking mental notes that they knew they would later forget. They then filed out of the hall, chattering.

"No! My best friends are abandoning me on a 10 hour journey! Why do you have to leave me," Alya whined, squeezing both Marinette and Lila into a hug.

"Don't worry Alya, we'll all be together when we land, won't we Marinette," Lila soothed, batting her eyelashes to force the blue-haired girl to comply.

"Sure," Marinette monotonously replied, glaring at Lila, a look which was reciprocated for a second by the liar.

"Yay! This is going to be such a great trip, thanks Marinette for making my dream come true!" Lila said in a sugary voice, one that was clearly false.

An heiress overheard the conversation, and strutted over.

"I'm going to regret this but, Dupain-Cheng, you're coming with me to look at clothes and some fabrics for that commission you keep going on about. No is unfortunately not an option-you're coming whether you like it or not," Chloé stated, checking her manicure, clearly reluctant to offer her nemesis a way out of the situation.

"Oh yes I forgot you design! I was taught to sew by a famous Japanese designer when I lived there, but I can't anymore because of my arthritis. I could introduce you to him if you wanted to Marinette! Unfortunately I won't come, the memories are too painful to revisit," Lila whimpered, clutching her wrist. Alya wrapped her arm around her shoulder comfortingly, pitying the "poor girl".

Chloé rolled her eyes. "I refuse to waste my time throwing you a pity party, come on Dupain-Cheng, let's go," she said as she grabbed Marinette by the wrist, and dragged her away from the scene.

The duo turned the corner and stopped. Chloé released Marinette and smoothed down her jacket. Adrien walked up to the pair, looking relieved.

"Good, you saved her. Now, here's your payment," he thanked Chloé, holding out an ice cream. His friend snatched it and began to eat it.

Marinette stared at her blankly. Adrien noticed this and put his arm around her, causing her to go red.

"I sent Chloé in so you didn't have to put up with Lila anymore than you had to," he explained, dragging Marinette in Chloé's direction, "anyway come on Mari, it'll be fun! There's a pink fabric that really suits you!"

They shopped for 2 hours, Chloé (a little reluctantly at first) giving Marinette advice in prints and textures and Adrien being a model for ridiculous outfits the girls forced him to wear, his facial expression utterly seriously as he strutted around in fur coats and orange dresses, much to everyone's amusement.

They decided to relax at Chloé's hotel afterwards, Jean-xyz bringing lemonade up to their room. Inevitably, the subject of Lila came up.

"How did you find out Lila was lying Chloé?" Marinette queried.

"By having the one brain cell collectively obtained by our utterly ridiculous class," she replied, flicking her ponytail.

Marinette tilted her head, to which Chloé finally answered the question with a sigh.

"The Italian Embassy has to check with my daddy if one of their ambassadors residing in France plans on leaving the country no matter how long it is, or for what reason. I, unlike everyone else, went a fact checked if her mother ever left and wouldn't you know she's a little minx. She's basically the female version of Pinocchio," the blonde explained, slurping her lemonade.

"Huh. What do you think she's gonna say next?" Her fellow blonde wondered, "She has a meteor shower named after her? Ladybug kissed her but she rejected it-OH WHAT ABOUT SHE'S RELATED TO THE BRITISH ROYAL FAMILY!"

"You're really getting into this aren't you Adrikins?" Chloé said, bemused. Adrien blushed and nodded sheepishly.

Marinette tapped her chin in thought. "I think she'll whine about how she can't possibly go up the school stairs because she sprained her ankle after helping LB beat an Akuma that would've otherwise killed her," she added.

"Nah, her lying about being the inspiration for Clara Nightingale's next album sounds more like her," Chloé argued.

"Shall we place bets?" Adrien offered.

Chloé instantaneously agreed, closely followed by Marinette, who began opening her purse and pulling out cash.

They spent the remainder of the evening negotiating bets and deals on their classmate's falsehoods, before Adrien and Marinette had to return home. They waved goodbye to Chloé, and walked out of the hotel.

"I had a really good time this afternoon Mari," Adrien said.

"Yeah, um, me too!" Marinette nervously giggled.

"Well, see you tomorrow," Adrien cheerfully replied as his limo rolled up. Before they parted ways however, he quickly leaned down and swiftly kissed her cheek, then practically bounced into the limo in front of him.

Marinette touched her cheek. She could hear a high pitched giggle coming from her purse.

Did that mean something?

Oooooh do we have some Adrienette fluff? Maybe...

Again sorry for the late update, I'm trying to upload every fortnight. See you next time xxxx