"Hey," Marinette said shyly. Jackson had just entered the cafe they were meeting at. Blythe and Raissa had already arrived and were sipping their smoothies which Marinette had graciously paid for. It was time to tell her friends she was to move when summer came. Summer was a long ways away. She still had more than a quarter of the school year left but she knew it wouldn't feel like that when she told them. "Sit down, I got to tell you guys something." Jackson smiled but marinette's face remained seldom. He instantly picked up on the mood and gave her a look that said are you okay without actually having to say anything. She didn't return his look. "I... I'm moving," she said. "To Paris..." shock filled the room. It felt like they were the only 4 people in the truthfully crowded cafe.

"When?!" Blythe demanded. She was the first to speak.

"This summer so we still have a lot of time together," Marinette said trying to ease the tension. She knew 2 months wouldn't feel like two months. It would feel like mere days but she couldn't say that. It would just make everyone more sad.

"This summer?!" Raissa squealed. "I can't believe it. Why?!" The girls stared at Marinette longingly.

"My dad is opening a cafe there..." she looked at her feet sadly. "He says it will be a great opportunity. Jackson didn't say a word. Marinette was starting to worry he was mad at her. What had she done? She couldn't control her parents decision. "Jackson. Are you upset with me?" She looked over at him pleadingly hoping her first real love wouldn't end like this. He stared at the table for a minute then shook his head.

"Of course not. It's just," he started. "I really like you. Like I like like you. I just don't know how we can start something beyond friendship if you'll be leaving soon."

"I know it will be hard but I like like you too," She said suddenly blushing. They smiled at each other. "Let's just go to the dance together and see what happens. He nodded.

"Okay." He said. The girls kept talking about the move and how they would miss her too much to bare. They would keep telling her that she had to promise to keep in touch and someday visit. She promised and then they started discussing who they were taking to the dance. Marinette would occasionally steal a glance toward Jackson who was still sitting at the table listening to the whole conversation.

"What are you gonna wear?" Said Blythe enthusiastically. It seemed like everyone had already forgotten about the move. The mood was light and happy again. Everything was right with the world... atleast for now.

NEXT WEEK:

"Come on Mari!' Yelled Blythe. "We need to get to the best dresses before they're sold out!" They girls were dress shopping for the upcoming dance. It was this Saturday and the three had decided to all go shopping together and sleep at Raissa's house the night before so they could all get ready together too. Raissa was far ahead of Blythe and Marinette. She was admiring a dress with a lovely shade of pink.

"It's cupid blush," she said when her friends appeared. "I love the cut. Should I get it?" Marinette inspected the gown. It was a beautiful dress with a sweetheart neckline and bustle skirt. A bright red rose was imbedded to the matching sash that was tied around the waist. Marinette thought the color would definitely compliment Raissa's skin tone.

"I love it!" She piped. "You should totally get it!"

"Cool," said Raissa. "I think I will. Now I'm gonna go find some shoes while you get cracking on your own dress search," she said giggling. The girls gave her two thumbs up and she ran towards the shoe section, being careful not to wrinkle her dress. Blythe started walking by the aisles of dresses eyeing each one as she passes by.

"Oh Marinette," she whined. "How will I ever choose? I don't know which one will look best on me!" Marinette looked over her friend carefully. Blythe was quite short. She had long blonde hair that was straight as a stick but still beautiful. Her peach skin complimented her big blue eyes and her long lashes looked absolutely stunning. Small light freckles covered most of her body. She really was a sight. So beautiful, so dainty, so elegant. Marinette knew she'd look great in anything. She was even kind of jealous.

"How about this one?" She suggested. The dress in question was a gorgeous dark blue number with a pleated skirt and short sleeves. Blythe instantly fell in love.

"OMG ITS PERFECT!" She yelled. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! Marinette you're the absolute best! I never would have noticed it without your help! It's stunning! I love it!" Blythe could barely hold her excitement. Mari was very pleased with herself. Now it was time to pick out a dress for herself. Picking a dress for her friends was easy. She could look at them and imagine what they'd look like at the dance and find a dress that matches. She didn't really know what would look best in. Maybe blue? "Omg Mari!" Blythe interrupted her thoughts. "Look what I found you." Marinette turned around and saw a dress so amazing she couldn't even start to imagine it. Know she knew how her friends had felt when they had seen their perfect dresses. Marinette's smile nearly reached her eyes it was so wide. She was completely speechless. She nodded with joy and Blythe could tell it was the one. "Let's go find Raissa." She said joyfully. The girls locked arms and happily skipped to show their friend their exuberant gowns. They couldn't wait till the dance.