Kim led Alya under the bleachers.

Cheerleaders of Auradon were practicing out on the field.

Alya was holding his hand and smiling. She was naive. Right in that moment, she wasn't wearing those heavy clothes that she had on at the Isle. She had on a plaid elbow length T-shirt that was pink and orange. And a white and orange miniskirt. She had black leggings on and black boots. The brunette held a bag close to her which had her smartphone in there.

Kim was still in his current clothes in the science class. His small backpack was on his back on one shoulder.

He held onto one of the bars of the bleachers. "Is anyone at home pretty as you?"

Alya blushed. A smile was still on her face. "I like to think that I'm the fairest of them all."

They both chuckled.

"How many rooms in your castle?" Alya asked softly.

"Too many to count."

Alya kind of leaned in to him. She wanted a kiss perhaps.

But Kim said something that ruined the moment. "You really nailed that chemistry problem today. You're going to have all the nerds in love with you."

Her shoulders dropped.

He chuckled.

"I'm not that smart."

"Oh come on."

"No, really. I'm not. I..but I'm really good at beginning a conversation, cleaning, you know..?"

Kim nodded.

Alya opened her bag to reveal her smartphone. "See? This?"

He looked at her and then the smartphone.

She flipped her phone to where the screen looked like a mirror. "If I ask it for something, it tells me."

"Are you kidding?"

"No."

Kim snatched the phone from her hands. He talked into it. "Where's my lucky socks?" he put it in his ear.

"It doesn't work for you, pretty boy."

Kim smiled. "No biggie. I'll let my servants find it."

She smiled dreamily. "Hey..."

Both of them held hands.

"I heard the Miraculous are in some boring museum. Do they always leave it there?"

Kim kept his charm up and then let go of her hands. "I'd really like to talk, but.." he sighed. "I'm just swamped." he thought for a second. "Unless..." he looked at Alya.

"What?"

He took off his backpack. "If you could knock all my homework along with yours then..we could get together sometime. Hang."

"Okay." Alya fell for the bait as she held the backpack in her arms.

"Thanks babe."

"Yeah. Bye." she waved once.

Kim smiled and went on his way.

After a few seconds, Nino was on the bleachers sitting area to where he could see Alya in his sight.

"I couldn't help, but overhear-"

"Are you stalking me?"

"Technically, yes. I too have the fascination of the Miraculous." he slipt through the bleachers to be next to her. "Which is another reason that I look forward to coronation. Perhaps we could sit next to each other and discuss its attributes?"

Alya stepped up to him. "Are you saying that those jewels are put in the coordination?"

"Yes and asking you out?"

She chuckled and walked past him. Kim's backpack on her shoulders and her magic smartphone at hand.

Nino sighed as he watched Alya go.

LBCN Scene Change LBCN

Marinette and Alya were in their shared room. Their window opens to let in some light. Manon there too to tell Marinette about what her dad said.

Marinette was occupied with drawing designs and listening to Manon.

Alya on the other hand was on her phone.

Manon stood at the foot of Marinette's bed.

"Dad said if a boy can't see the beauty within, then he's not worth it. Can you believe it? What world does he live in?" she walked over to Alya's bed.

"Auradon." Marinette answered.

"Marinette. What do you think of this photo collage?" Alya showed her phone to Marinette.

She took a quick glance and was back at her sketching. "Yeah. It's cute." she took another quick glance at her. "It represents you."

"I know." she smiled.

"I'll never get a boyfriend." Manon sat down on the bed.

"Boyfriends..." she scoffed. "Are overrated."

"And how would you know, girl?" Alya asked Marinette. "You've never had one."

"Cause I don't need one, Alya."

Alya looked at her friend.

"They are a waste of time."

Alya gasped. "I forgot to do Kim's homework. Oh no." she got up from the table and went over to Kim's backpack. It was on the ground and she ran over to it and put it on the table.

"And that is exactly what I mean."

Alya dug through his backpack.

Their dorm room was open. A large girl who was rather short knocked on their door. She had big light brown eyes and somewhat tan skin. A pink bandana and crazy mixed up hair.

As clothes, were a purplish-blue shirt with a intricate design on it and a black skirt that ended at her knees. On her feet were brown ankle boots.

"Hey guys. I'm Mylène." She looked around to see who was in the room.

Manon and Alya looked at her. Then Marinette.

Mylène looked at Marinette. "My dad is Fred Haprèle."

Alya took out Kim's homework and started to work on it.

Mylène paused for a moment. Then remembered what she was going to say. "Anyways," she turned to Marinette. "I love what you did with Manon's hair. And I know you hate us and well...you're evil, but do you think you can do mine?"

"Why would I do that for you?" the blunette asked as she raised an eyebrow.

Mylène took out a small purple sack. "I'll pay you fifty dollars."

Hearing that, Alya stood up and took the sack from her. "Good answer. Mari and I need more supplies."

Marinette looked down at her sketches.

"I want cool hair. I mean I want it to be cool." she turned her head to the bluenette. "Like Marinette's."

"Really?" the bluenette looked up.

Alya nodded. She shook the bag of money.

She groaned as she got up from the bed. Marinette got her spellbook and started flipping through the pages.

Mylène and Alya smiled.

"Okay. Here."

The short girl took a deep breath.

"Beware, forswear, replace the old with cool hair." She closed the book and set it on her bed.

Like with Manon, the cycle started again. Left. Right. Down. And slowly, up.

Mylène's hair changed slowly. She still had her pink bandana in her hair, but her crazy hair was gone. And it was now dirty blond hair that ended at her chest. But at the ends, it seemed that there was a wash of different colors. It was cool and different.

Mylène went over to the large mirror that they had in their dorm room.

Alya walked up beside her. "I know. I know. You don't like it-"

"Oh no, no, no, no, no. I love it."

"You do."

Mylène nodded. "It's just.." she ripped the side of her skirt a little bit.

Manon's eyes widened.

Marinette and Alya didn't really care.

"Now I'm cool." the short girl said. She looked into the mirror.

"Like ice." Marinette added.

Mylène and Alya looked at Marinette before looking back into the mirror.

Manon stood in front of them and tore a side on her dress. She then gasped and put her hands over her mouth. "What did I just do? Uncle's gonna kill me."

Except for Manon, the girls all chuckled.

"Uh I have to go guys."

"Where?" Alya asked her friend.

"To the restroom."

"Okay girl."

Marinette made her way to the bathroom. She made sure no one was there.

After a few seconds, Tikki flew out. "Marinette. You will be meeting your partner tonight. Cat Noir is his name."

"For?"

"For when you know how to stop them."

"What excuse will I make up to Alya this time? She questions me even after I come out of the bathroom for more than five minutes."

"When she is asleep. I'm sure he will understand."

"He?!"

"Please calm down. We'll figure this out."

She nodded and gently hugged the creature.

Tikki flew back into her bag and Marinette went back into her dorm.