"Alya, wake up, it's almost time for you to go to school," Trixx said, nudging her shoulder. Alya slowly rose from her bed, yawning, and she went to turn off her alarm.

"Wait, the clock says it's Saturday," she said as she got closer to the device. "I don't have to go to school, I must've set my alarm by accident, but thanks for trying though, Trixx," Alya said after turning off the source of the noise that broke her sleep. "However, I have to go over to Ninio's to study for midterms anyway, so I'll just get going early." The girl then set off to get herself dressed in a long sleeve version of her orange plaid shirt and jeans and got on her way to Nino's.

As she was walking to his house, she decided to swing by Tom & Sabine Bakery to pick up some breakfast for her and her boyfriend. "Good morning Mrs. Cheng!" she said as she entered the establishment. She walked up to the counter to greet the woman.

"Alya, call me Sabine please, there is no need for formalities here. What would like today?" responded the Asian woman.

"Just two breakfast pastries please, I'm heading off to Nino's for a study date. Midterms are coming up, and I am not mentally prepared whatsoever," responded Alya. Sabine then reached under the counter to grab Alya's requested order. She came up with four bags for the girl. "It's on the house today, tell Nino I said hi for me," Sabine said.

"Will do Sabine, thanks for the food!" Alya said as she walked out the door and into the cool Paris streets.

"Who was that, honey?" Tom asked, coming out of the kitchen and into the front of the bakery. "It was Marinette's friend, Alya. She was picking up some breakfast for her and Nino, her boyfriend," Sabine responded. "Ah, I hope that Adrien boy realizes what he's missing during their stay in New York."

"I agree with you honey, hopefully our Marinette won't be single much longer, the two make a great pair."

After another fifteen minutes of walking, Alya walked up to the door to Nino's apartment. She punched in his room number on the intercom on the wall. "Hello, this is the Lahiffe residence. Who is this?" Nino said over the intercom. "Nino! Open the door, it's me Alya," the brunette responded. "Okay, okay, the door is open, come on up,"

Alya entered the door to the complex, and walked up the stairs to Nino's apartment. Alya knocked on his door, and Nino opened it, revealing his living room. Alya walked in and flopped down on his couch. "What's in the bag, babe?" Nino inquired. "I stopped by Marinette's house to buy some breakfast, but Mrs. Cheng gave me double what I asked, on the house too! Marinette's mother is too nice." Alya tossed two of the pastries to Nino before taking a bite into her own. "Wanna play some Mecha Kart?" she said, knocking Nino's croissant out of his hand with the console controller.

"Oh come on, you always win against me! Now I remember why I hardly play this game," complained Nino.

"Well maybe if you stop racing as a turtle, than you wouldn't end up in last place all the time, that's an idea," responded Alya. The two switched over to mecha strike and continued their spiral away from actually studying.

Two hours later the two decided to study for their midterms. After spending yet another three hours of intense studying, Alya and Nino were pretty much exhausted.

"Ugh, so many tests! we really shouldn't have spent so much time on Mecha Strike!" complained Alya.

"Well, it was your idea, babe, if you wanted to study, we should've studied from the beginning," responded Nino. "And at least we won't have to cram as much as Adrien and Marinette will when they get back."

"Speaking of Marinette and Adrien, I suppose they should've landed by now, I suspect they should be giving us a ring soon, at least a message if they're too tired from the trip," reasoned Alya. As if on queue, her phone buzzed twice to indicate a new message.

"Well, guess that's them, I also have a message. Let's see what it says," replied Nino as he pulled out his phone. "Wait, hold on. There's no message, it's an email"

"So what does it say?" inquired Alya

"It's from Chloe. It's about some form of Christmas party. Okay, so it reads: you've been invited to Chloe Bourgeois' Christmas party on 23 December, 2018. From 1700-2300. There will be a Secret Santa gift exchange at 1900. More details below. Feel free to bring traditional holiday dishes, however food will be provided anyway. There will be movies, music and fun. Be sure to attend. Thank you all. - Chloe Bourgeois," narrated Nino.

"Wow, another party, I really don't feel it, it will probably just end up like the last one, with a massive akuma attack, and Chloe reverting to her old self. I don't see the point anymore," Alya said indignantly.

"Well, she did apologize to us in the cafe, and I don't know if I've ever seen her so sincere before, so maybe this time will be different; I mean it won't hurt to go. Also, your mom's probably making the food anyway, and I am not going to refuse free food from your mom."

"You just want the food, We all know boys just think with their stomach. But you have a point, she could be making an honest attempt. But! If Marinette isn't on that email list, i am not coming. Maybe Chloe might actually change," Alya said.

"Now that would be ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous!" mocked Nino, repeating Chloe's oh so signature catchphrase. The two broke out into laughter over the joke, but calmed down quickly.

"Now how about you be a nice boyfriend, and take your once in a lifetime, smoking hot girlfriend out to lunch before I go home," joked Alya. Nino chuckled, before pressing a swift kiss to his girlfriend's lips. The couple left the apartment complex to make their way to a restaurant for lunch. As they made their way through Paris, they held hands and talked about things like Chloe's party and Marinette's & Adrien's 'work' vacation. As they passed the rows of stores lining the street that took them to the restaurant, they didn't take notice to the figures of Chloe and Sabrina in a shop window, who had just now noticed them.

"Hey Alya," Nino said, pulling out his phone. "I think I finally got a message from Adrien"

"It's about time that blonde boy messaged us. Who knows what they've been up to since they landed," Alya jokingly remarked.

A/N: Another chapter, sorry it has been awhile, I haven't had much time to write, and I wanted to get this out, so sorry if it sounds rushed, hopefully the next chapter will be better.