Even though she missed her friends terribly Marinette quickly adjusted. She loved her new room and yard. There was a swingset, a pool, a slide, and a hot tub! Marinette's room was downstairs in the basement. It was very roomy. She had the whole basement to herself. Her bedroom and then a walkway leading to her playroom and connected to her bedroom on the other side was her own personnel bathroom which was adjusted for her size. A stool was added for the sink and toilet and the whole entire basement was decorated in pink. Her mother even made her a fake stain glass window with a mystical garden scene as the view. When school started she made friends very fast. Blythe, Jackson, and Raissa were her new friends. They came over all the time and even though she didn't totally forget Paris it was slowly seeping from her mind. She loved her new life and that's all that mattered to her. She went to private school and learned all types of new subjects. She learned violin, guitar, piano, pottery, singing, ballet, soccer, and softball. She was becoming increasingly popular throughout the years. She made many friends but her three best friends still remained. Everyone loved her. This was the life she loved and she didn't ever want to turn back until...

It was another Saturday evening. Jackson was over. Marinette was in 6th grade now. They were just studying for a math test when suddenly Jackson arose.

"Marinette," he said shyly. "I know you only think of us as friends but the truth is I really like you. I mean like like you. So I would like to ask you... will you go to the spring dance with me? Please?" He blurted. Marinette was shocked. She never knew of his feelings. She considered it and finally decided that yes was the best answer. She was finally allowed to date and who better for her first relationship than her best friend? She shyly nodded and he ran over to hug her. "You won't regret it!" He said as he ran towards the door. "Gotta go. Lots of preparing to do before next week!" She smiled as he sprinted out the door. Well now that the excitement was all over she could get back to studying atleast. Right after she looked back down at her paper her mom walked in.

"Hey sweetie, guess who's on the phone?" She asked excitedly. Marinette gave it a quick thought and guessed Blythe. "No Adrien!" She yelled. Marinette didn't know what to think. She hadn't received one phone call from him since she left. He wasn't allowed to use his father's phone at all. Alya on the other hand called all the time. There was always some big news and catching up to do with that girl.

"Really?" She asked nervously. Sabine nodded and handed her the phone. She slowly put it to her ear. "Hello?" She said quietly.

"Marinette?" Said a really peppy voice. "Is it really you?" It asked.

"Uh yeah. Is this Adrien?" She asked.

"Of course! I can't believe we finally get to talk. It's been years! I miss you so much! My dad just got me a phone, isn't that cool?" He asked eagerly. He was so happy to talk to her. Marinette was less ecstatic. After so long you don't really know what to say to someone. You don't know how they've changed.

"I guess."

"So whatcha been up to bestie?" He said. She cringed at the word. The were hardly friend anymore let alone besties.

"Not much? You," she answered.

"Well Chloe got kicked out of school and..." Marinette already knew this. Alya had told her earlier that week.

"I gotta go," she interrupted. "Bye." She said stubbornly.

"Oh I just... I thought you'd want to talk longer. It's been so long, ya know?" He said suddenly unhappy. "Bye." Marinette felt bad but she really didn't want to talk to him. She had nothing to say to him. She hardly knew him anymore. She gave her mom the house phone and silently put his number into her mobile. She called the contact 'ex friend' and gave him a one word message. 'Marinette' it was just to tell him who it was incase he ever decided to talk again. She couldn't believe she ever thought they'd end up together someday. He was way too happy for her. Her personality had changed dramatically since she had left. She was less of her happy self. She was more outgoing but she was less social. She never seemed to be satisfied. Her life just lacked in the excitement category. Marinette was no longer Marinette. She was just Ms. Dupen Cheng. She had lost her spirit.