Marinette gazed out the window of the plane. They were about to land. She could see the Eiffel Tower. Paris was gorgeous but Marinette couldn't appreciate it at the time. She just wished she could see the mountains of Colorado again. She was already home sick. When she got off the plane she quickly grabbed her bags and headed to the subway with her parents. They arrived to the house in less than 20 minutes. Their house/bakery was on the corner of two streets and you could clearly see the Tower from where they lived. It was a little smaller than their old house but Sabine and Tom were thrilled. Marinette was less than ecstatic. She pointed out every single thing wrong with the house in the first 5 minutes; starting with the fact that her room was on the third floor! She'd have to climb there every day. She could think of a million other "problems" with the house and voiced her opinions to her household openly. Sabine and Tom understood. She was angry and they didn't want to make the situation worst so they tried to agree with her without saying she was right.

"Why's my room so high up?! It'll take forever to carry all my stuff up there!" She screamed.

"Well yes but think of the positive. Your room is very unique Andy when your friends visit they'll love entering through the secret pull down staircase and you also get to have the roof all to yourself. You can climb up there whenever you want and stare at the stars before bed," Sabine suggested. "Doesn't that sound fun?" It didn't sound kind of cool but Mari wasn't going to admit it. She was still pretty upset and couldn't let her mother think she liked the move.

"Well maybe but I can think of a hundred more reasons of why this move was a terrible idea!" She shouted. Why'd she sound to bratty? She was beginning to sound like Chloe and that was something she definitely didn't want to happen. "I guess I'll try to get used to it..." she said all of a sudden. Sabine's hopeless expression suddenly changed. Was Marinette finally seeing the bright side of the move? "It can't be too bad," she said. Sabine hugged her. "Probably," she whispered. Sabine was too overcome with joy to notice her say that.

"Oh honey! That's great!" Tom said barging into the conversation. "Now how 'bout we take a walk over to the Césaire's place so you can rekindle some old friendships before school starts on Monday. Marinette smiled. She hoped Alya was as nice as she was back in the day. Maybe it'd be like she never left. Alya was the one and only reason she still sort of liked Paris.

"Yeah, Let's go," She said enthusiastically. Tom and Sabine were so proud that their little girl was trying to make the most of the situation. "I can't wait." She even smiled a little. She was sort of excited. She took a quick shower so she wouldn't look too terrible while seeing her old best friend. Then they were off. Little did she know that someone was watching her...

When they arrived Alya welcomes her with open arms; literally. She instantly grabbed her in her arms and hugged her so tight she could barely breathe.

"OMG I MISSED YOU SO FREAKING MUCH! I CANT BELEIVE YOU'RE BACK!" She screamed so loud the entire city of Paris could hear her. Marinette welcomes the embrace and hugged her friend back. The sisterly love was back and Marinette couldn't be happier. Maybe Paris wouldn't be as bad as she thought it would be. The girls stayed up all night talking. Sabine and Tom had allowed Marinette to sleep over. They were already closer then they were before. They practically knew everything about eachother by the morning. "So.." Alya asked. "Truth or dare?" It was the third game of truth and dare they had played that night. There was just too much to ask. Marinette pretended to think it over even though she knew perfectly well what she was going to say.

"Truth," She said dramatically for effect. Alya playfully pushed her.

"Boring!" She yelled. "Lol! Do you still like Adrien?" She asked. Marinette was speechless. She didn't expect that. It had been too long. She hardly knew him.

"Of course not! Did I forget to mention Jackson? We're dating now. Isn't that cool? He's really sweet," she said dreamily. Alya laughed and pushed her again.

"I still think boys are yucky," she joked. They burst into seemingly endless laughter and forgot all about Adrien. Or... atleast Alya did.