Marinette woke up the next morning still tired. She got ready, ate and left for class. She couldn't walk with Alya because she didn't have class in the morning. She didn't get to see Alya until lunch and not for long. She wanted to avoid Adrien by all means, so she made up some stupid excuse about how her design class needed to check something before it's first lesson.

So now, she sat in her design class alone, tapping her pencil against her sketch pad with her head resting on her hand. She didn't have anything in her design class to do. In fact, with the new year, she hasn't attended one class. It was her major, but classes were cancelled because the project they were assigned was being held back and a new one was presented. No one had any idea of the project. But it was a project so she would need a sketch. If she wasn't going to use it then she could use it as inspiration.

An idea popped into her head and she started gliding her pencil on the paper. Smooth led made lines and curves in all the right places of the paper. Spots as a pattern on the design and little notes of colour and measurements.

Scratch the sketch this was her new personal project. The idea just hit her. Ladybug has been a role model to all female and male citizens and especially children all over Paris. Even though she had probably done a few sketches for clothes based on the heroine each one was different. She wanted to do a new design. One that screamed to the model of the outfit and to the owner of whoever eyes cast upon it.

Lunch was over when the bell rang. She could've sworn she had another half hour. With her bag packed she walked out of the room towards her next class.

Marinette's next class was boring, she was pretty sure she almost fell asleep. The teacher's voice was scratchy and that was the only thing keeping her awake. He was going on about something, how in the business, whatever business, it was not easy. Managing a business and industry needed skills. People skills, budgeting skills, organization, problem-solving, planning and more.

Half of those things Marinette could do, the other half, well she was working on it. Her people skills, or communication, were through the bloody roof. She knew how an individual should be treated and everyone was different. Some people she needed to deal with a strong approach, others in a calm way. She knew how to deal with a chaotic situation, that should be dealt with calmly and thought through.

Being organized was a different discussion. She knew what she had to do, but it wasn't... organized. Being a designer she knew how to be organized, but she lost materials and sketches all the time, even being a superhero she had to be organized, but that was her miraculous. She depended on her miraculous, without it she would've lost a lot of lives a long time ago.

She could budget money. As un-organized as she was, she knew how to keep an eye on the cash register in her parents' bakery. She did funds for orders all the time, double checking just to be sure. Planning was another story, although she wasn't that good, she knew how to get stuff done. Maybe not in order, but defiantly by any time limit.

She might've not have been paying attention, but without noticing it she was processing the information coming out of her professors' mouth. It was the end of class and for the first time in the whole school year -which was only 3 weeks- she had designing class. She was mentally prepared for anything, even Ms Mendeleiev.

Marinette walked into her designing class and took a seat. Although there was a lot of students that did designing, it was a new year and there was a lot of students, she most likely knew nobody. But the universe loved proving her wrong. A familiar face walked in and took a seat next to Marinette.

"Rose? W-what, what are you doing here? I mean not being rude. But I've never seen you interested in designing." Marinette said as she put her sketchbook on her table.

"I heard you were doing it so I didn't want to leave you alone, plus I wanted to try something new." Rose smiled after she explained her presence.

"Okay. Everyone sit! Welcome to your 2nd-year design class. I'm Ms Mendeleiev. Your project this year has been changed to something more... Extensive. Mr Gabriel Agreste is hosting a fashion show and is choosing a designer from this class. Not only is this a rare opportunity but one that takes a lot of skill. This will boost your career as a designer. To be picked by the best designer in Paris and noticed in one of his fashion shows would benefit you. You'll be choosing a theme of the following: Fairytale, Ladybug and Chat Noir, Night and Stars, Weird and Wonderful and Street Style. You will have to create 3 collection's from these themes. Pick your themes and start your designs. I will be passing out the information booklets about your task. Now get started!"

"What themes are you choosing?" Rose smiled with a flush of pink on her chicks, as always.

"Um, I'm thinking street style, weird and wonderful and Ladybug and Chat Noir. You?"

"Mmm, probably weird and wonderful, fairy tale and night and stars. It'll be so pretty-"

"Yes, but will it pass." Ms Mandeleiev put booklets in front of both girls. Marinette opened the booklet and read it.

"Woah."

"Yeah, it looks like a lot of work doesn't it?" Rose commented.

"Yep. She as arrangements for every theme." Marinette exaggerated. Rose giggled.

"We'll have to try our best." Marinette faced Rose and nodded.

Marinette finished reading the booklet and got to work. She thought about books, movies and artwork that she's seen to base her designs off. Marinette decided she would have the weird and wonderful theme as her big show. It'll be extreme, extra, popping, it'll be weird, but wonderful. She tried to base it off so many things. Alice in Wonderland came to mind a lot but people who were doing weird and wonderful theme were probably using that as inspiration as well. She wanted to be original. She already had a design for Ladybug, but she wanted to make that a personal design. She drew out more ideas for Ladybug and Chat Noir. The black cat might've left but he was still a beloved hero, in some eyes. She was mad that her partner left her, but she wouldn't admit that she still cared for her partner, hoping he was okay.

Marinette would catch her mind dozing off about the black cat and found herself becoming emotional thinking of him. She felt weird a lot of the time and when she tried to think of why, Chat Noir just seemed to pop in her head. It drove her nuts how much she thought about him. She didn't like that she did it so much because it made unknown emotions occur. It was a rough year losing a few of the most important people in her life not only that but dealing with separate emotions for them.

When she went over the booklet her definition of street style was altered to the fashion shows arrangements. Street style was a down to earth and suburban style of clothing, but the way the booklet put it seemed like they wanted a classy business suit. She couldn't think of any male street style design so she was stuck with a female design. She thought it wasn't fair that she only had two male themes done, she wanted the designs to be evened out. Doing her draft sketches she was in her element even if she wasn't making something perfect she was making something and that was what mattered. She didn't even hear the dismissal of class when she was in the middle of her work.

"Marinette?" Marinette looked up and saw Rose as she realized half of the class had already left.

"Oh, sorry."

"Wow, are those your designs? That was quick." Rose leaned over the table to glance a look at Marinette's sketchbook.

"Yeah well, they're my drafts. I'm going to make my real designs and then start creating them."

"Cool. I gotta go, don't want to be late for class." Rose grabbed her bag and left Marinette to herself.

Marinette packed her sketching pencils and sketchbook into her bag. She swung the strap of the bag over her shoulder and exited class. She only had two more classes and her last one had the person she was dreading to see. The second last class of the day was shorter than she expected.

She worked hard, took notes, paid attention, even put her hand up to answer and suggest things. She didn't want to go to her next class. She knew she might be forced to talk or do something, anything and she didn't want to. Adrien knew she was avoiding him and she was afraid of him catching on.

She sat there for a few seconds before she snapped back to reality and left to her last class. She entered the room and placed her bag on the ground the same time someone else placed theirs on the opposite side of the desk. She looked up to see Adrien with slightly wide eyes, while hers looked at him like daggers. She never let go of her bag -in fact, her grip tightened. Adrien mirrored her stance. She looked at the corner of the room and found an empty seat and spoke.

"There's a free seat over there." Adrien thought she was telling him to move somewhere else. He picked up his bag but heard a shuffle of feet to see Marinette already making her way to the desk.

After school Marinette had to go to the auditorium, she wanted to audition for any role she could get in her drama play, but she really wanted to get the role of Juliet. Adrien was new to the school so he didn't really know where to go, so he followed Marinette casually to the auditorium. She got to the auditions and saw they already started, Marinette signed up and got the script to go over. Adrien did the same and went to the line where guys wanted to audition for Romeo, as Marinette went to the line for Juliet. Chloe glanced at the smaller girl as she stood next to Marinette.

"You really think you're going to get the role?" Chloe asked with her arms crossed and looked straight ahead, Sabrina at her side.

Though they were all young adults not much had changed. Chloe and Marinette still had that little dislike for each other and only talked if they had to. They didn't even speak to each other to throw insults. The only time Chloe started something was if necessary. Marinette guessed it was one of those times. And really Marinette took any chance she got to put Chloe in her place.

"Yeah, I do," Marinette answered. She watched as the two students in front of them were auditioning.

"Well good luck…" Chloe smirked. "You'll need it. Knowing you, you'll probably make a mistake."

"Not as many as you already have. And I don't need your luck." Before Chloe could retort Marinette was called.

"-and Adrien Agreste!" Ms. Etourdissant called.

Marinette looked at Ms Etourdissant who was smiling a million dollar smile as she sat in one of the velvet chairs in front of the elevated stage. Adrien walked onto the stage and brought her attention to him.

"Okay, let's go over act 2, scene 4, page 7." So, they did.

"Thank you that was awesome." Ms Etourdissant applauded.

Marinette walked off stage and took a seat behind Ms Etourdissant in one of the velvet chairs. The soft red cotton made her relax and eventually, she fell asleep.

"Marinette, wake up. Marinette." Adrien shook Marinette awake. She opened her eyes to see the blonde male.

"Adrien?"

"Hey, um, come on Ms Etourdissant is giving an announcement."

Marinette got up, grabbed her stuff and walked in front of the stage. Ms Etourdissant was on stage as she told the students her announcement.

"Thank you all for auditioning, roles will be posted by the end of tomorrow. Thank you, that's all. Have a good day." She walked off stage and all the students walked out of the auditorium.

'That's the end of my day.' Marinette reminded herself as she walked to her apartment. It was nearly sundown and the walk was calming. Cars drove past and birds flew in the twilight sky with tints of orange where the sun was setting. She reached her apartment building and walked up the long stairs. When she opened the door she slipped off her shoes and turned on the tv as she set her stuff on the couch.

"The famous Adrien Agreste has returned home and has started his second year of university. What has our famous model have planned for the future?"

The reporter continued on with the story and then with some other reports and weather. Staring at the tv, bored, Marinette heard someone knocking. She got up and answered whoever was at the door.

"Hey!" Nino waved, greeting Marinette.

"You know we gave you the spare set of keys, for this reason, right?" Marinette leaned on the door. Nino entered through the space Marinette offered in the doorway and went through their fridge.

"Y-ye...ah." His answer was muffled by the visible pizza in his mouth. Marinette cringed.

"So, where's your girlfriend?" She asked.

"I don't know, she told me to meet her here."

"I'm here." Alya came in the still open door huffing and out of breath.

"What was the emergency?" Nino asked.

"What emergency?" Marinette asked her arms still folded making her look intimidating.

"I got some news…" Alya said closing the door.

"So, kid how is it to be back home?" Plagg asked making crumbs on the bed.

"It's okay, but I'm moving out," Adrien answered from his desk, focused on whatever he was scribbling on a piece of paper.

"You just got home!" Plagg accused.

"Nino offered for me to move in with him, so I am," Plagg grunted and continued nibbling on his cheese. Adrien smiled but soon the small grin immediately dropped as someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." He shouted. Natalie slightly opened the door.

"Your father requests your presence in his study." Adrien pushed his chair back and stood up. He walked towards his door, exited his room and shut his door making sure she didn't see Plagg in the deep current of his bed sheets.

"Thank you for telling me." Adrien walked away and left Natalie to go on with whatever she was doing before.

Adrien was about to open the door until he realised he should've knocked. He quickly knocked with his other hand.

"Enter," Gabriel answered letting Adrien fully open the door.

"You asked for me, father?" Adrien asked and stood straight.

"Yes, I want to talk about you coming back from your modelling tour. You've been modelling ever since you were a child. I think that it's time for you to choose what you want to do with the rest of your life, your career."

Gabriel stood up and walked around his desk to be standing in front of Adrien. Adrien stood there, shocked. 'I have a choice?' He asked himself. His whole life has been ruled by his father. Ever since his mother left.

"Uh, thank you, father. I'll go over my options responsibly." Adrien nodded and left his father alone in his study.

"You're welcome," Gabriel said to himself in the empty room.

Everyone was on the couch, Marinette and Nino were playing video games while Alya was on her computer, all looking determined in whatever they were doing.

"So, uh Alya you going to tell us the big news?" Marinette asked in a calm voice

"Yeah, w-damn it! Hey, Marinette can you do me a favour and lose?" Nino practically begged Marinette.

"I'm trying to, but you suck so much it's impossible." A large grin spread across Marinette's face.

"Children, children stop fighting. Now listen up." Alya turned to their direction and they paused the game.

"Gabriel Agreste recently announced that his son, Adrien Agreste, is making his own career choice. He says, quote, 'My son has been modelling for as long as I can remember and has done a remarkable job becoming one of the world's top models. I believe he is responsible enough to make his own choices and career. If he chooses modelling or something else I will support him' Will Adrien Agreste proceed with modelling or will he take a new path, to a new life?" Alya looked up and saw Marinette and Nino with different reactions.

"W-what?" Marinette stuttered her forehead slightly creased.

"Dude this is great! He finally has a choice." Nino expressed in excitement for his best friend.

"We should celebrate." Marinette finally spoke.