The week had passed with little interaction between Adrien and Marinette, usually with her ending Up a stuttering mess in front if him.

He didnt mind though, knowing what he did about her. Thursday cane without a hitch, Alta finally returning, and Adrien planning to simply relax since he always had Thursdays off.

Adrien breathed a sigh of relief as the class was dismissed, grabbing his bag and tossing the strap over his shoulder.

Nino talked animatedly about a new song mix he had created, when his phone rang.

"Hold on Nino. It's Nathalie," Adrien said, clicking the green phone icon with his thumb and placing the phone to his ear.

"Hello? Yeah I'm just getting to the front door now. Why?"

There was a pause which Nino assumed was due to Nathalie talking.

"Are you serious? But today is my day off!" Adrien exclaimed exasperatedly, ceasing his advancement to the door.

Another moment of silence passed before Adrien responded with, "Can't you talk to him Nathalie? Convince him otherwise?" he asked, clenching and unclenching his fist at his side.

Adrien knew his request was futile, but he had to try.

He let out another sigh indicating that Nathalie had responded to his request negatively.

"No I understand. Yeah I'll be right out," and he removed his phone from his ear, ending the call via the red button.

"UGH!" Adrien yelled, letting out his frustration through his vocal chords and punching the wall with his fist.

All the students stopped whatever they were doing, and turned to look at the blonde model and his unexpected cry.

He was considered to be so perfect.

This was the first blemish made upon his image. Not that he much cared about that.

"Dude. You ok?" Nino asked, carefully placing a hand on his friend's shoulder.

"I'll be ok. Eventually," the blonde responded, looking at his best friend with sad, green eyes.

"What happened? I've never seen you lose it like that before!" Adrien let out a deep sigh, removing his fist from the dry wall that now had a new gaping hole decorating it.

"I just feel so," he paused, trying to find the right word.

"Used,"

"You need someone along for some moral support?"

"I'd love some, but don't you have to get home?" Adrien asked, starting to walk again.

"Yeah. Unfortunately, my little brother still needs help with his science homework. I was volunteered to help him by my Mom," Nino explained, frowning as he settled in step with his best friend.

"That's ok. At least what you have to do is important! All I am is a poster boy for my Father," the blonde grumbled as he walked as slowly as he could down the stairs of the school.

"What did Nathalie say?"

"That I have a photo shoot in an hour. Father says it's 'mandatory'. Then I have to go meet up with my new figure skating instructor,"

"Woah! Dude, your dad doesn't waste any time does he!"

"Unfortunately, no,"

The Gorilla honked the horn, letting Adrien know that it was time to go.

"I'll see you tomorrow Nino," Adrien said, giving his buddy a fist bump before he made his way down the rest of the stairs and into the waiting silver car.

"What was that all about?" Alya asked Nino, her one hand on her hip while the other held her bag's strap securely on her shoulder.

"My man Adrien is just frustrated," Nino replied.

"I could see that! What was he upset about?" Alya demanded, a small amount of sass evident in her words.

"His Dad scheduled him for a photoshoot today last minute without telling he has to go meet with his figure skating instructor afterwards,"

"That doesn't seem so bad. Doesn't his Dad do that to him all of the time?" Alya asked.

"Well yeah,"

"But today was Adrien's day off," Marinette explained, popping out of no where from behind her best friend.

"Woah! Marinette! Where did you come from?" Nino asked, jumping at the sudden appearance of the blackish blue-haired girl.

Marinette chose not to respond to Nino's question but instead continued the conversation by asking why Adrien was going to practice figure skating.

"In order for him to be able to start up basketball again, he made a deal with his old man that he would take up figure skating again too," Nino explained to the two girls.

"I never knew he could figure skate. Or play basketball!" Marinette said, shocked that there was something about her long-time crush that she didn't know about yet.

"Oh yeah! He's really good at it too! He tried to teach me, but I have such awful balance when it comes to ice skates, so I just stuck with basketball instead. He played with me last year, but his dad took him out because he said it was far too time consuming,"

"That's what you two were talking about the other day before class!" Marinette exclaimed, snapping her fingers at the realization.

"Yep," Nino replied, popping the "p".

"So what are you gonna do now that Adrien's not around?" Alya asked.

Nino shrugged. "Head home and help my little bro with his homework,"

"Need some help? I have lots of experience with little kids,"

"She does," Marinette added, nodding in approval to what Her friend had said.

"Sure," the boy replied shrugging his shoulders again. "Why not? You wanna come too Marinette? The more the merrier after all," he said, directing his attention to the Chinese girl.

"Oh no thanks! I have some homework I need to get done tonight, and I've had these new dress designs floating around in my head all day that I just have to get down on paper!" she replied, tapping her head with her finger. "But thank you for the offer!" She added last minute.

"No problem! See you tomorrow," Nino said, waving to the dark-haired girl.

"You sure you're gonna be ok? I know we were gonna hang out tonight,"

Marinette interrupted her friend with a hand gesture and a "pft!" From her lips.

"No worries! I'll be fine!" Marhinette convinced her, Alya thanking and hugging her before running to catch up with Nino.

Marinette waved until the two teenagers turned a corner.

"Have fun!" she she sing songed, turning to head to her own home, smiling at the idea of all the time that Nino and Alya had been spending together lately.

She may not admit it to anyone, especially her best friend, but Marinette certainly liked the idea of Alya and Nino together as a couple, even if they were not at the moment.

But eventually she knew they would be at least.

She was almost to the bakery, when her phone let out a fun ringtone, one Marinette recognized as the chorus to Keane's song Somewhere Only We Know.

She stopped walking and sang with the song as she fished it out of her jean's pocket.

She thought for a moment, wondering who she used that song for, then shrugged looking at the screen.

Her eyes grew wide, and her actions froze at the name, number and picture that were flashing across her screen.

The song mentioned belongs to Keane. Not me.

Oops! Forgot to label the day and change a few details! Hope none of you were too confused! My bad!

WOBE by the way, stand for Write On Blue Eyes.

Always, WOBE