And here I thought I couldn't be surprised anymore... My goodness, that is a lot of followers... I hope I don't disappoint y'all with this chapter! So without further adieu...

Marinette was freaking out. What had she been thinking?! She couldn't show any weakness now, though... "Alya~... Why did you let me say that?"

"Girl, I had no idea what was going on in your head... Plus, you didn't stutter! I'm so proud of you, even if I don't know what in the world you're going to do." responded the blogger.

"Ugh!" Marinette put her head against the table, but jolted upright. "Wait... gym is next..." She frowned, thoughtfully.

Alya watched her best friend. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking... No... He wouldn't..."

"He wouldn't what?"

Marinette shook her head and walked out. She barely got in the gym door when her vision was blocked by something blue hitting her in the head. She collapsed then rubbed her head. She looked at the perpetrator who was looking smug. "A-adrien..." She couldn't help the stutter. He looked like an angel by how the light shone through the windows above, hitting his hair just right. Her face flushed and she picked up the ball and proceeded to chase him around the gym, throwing it at him. Adrien laughed as he ran.

"And just WHAT do you think you're doing to Adrikens?!" Came the shrill voice of Chloe.

Marinette stopped and panted. "What am I doing to him? He started it, and don't get in the way, Chloe, or I'll chase you with this ball. And you just know how badly it will mess up your hair." Needless to say, the fuming daughter of the mayor shut her mouth for the remainder of class.

After class, when Adrien went to change, he realized with a sinking feeling, that his change of clothes was missing. "Nino? Have you seen my clothes?"

"Nope, why? Did you misplace them?" The DJ looked over at his best friend. "Dude, don't tell me you did."

"I can't find them!" The model emptied his bag, rechecked his locker, looked above the lockers, and under the bench. He even went so far as to check in the other lockers to no avail. "I knew my luck was bad... but not this bad..."

Adrien heard a snort behind him. He looked at Kim, who had his finger pointing up. "Are those yours?"

Adrien looked up and stared at what was looking down at him. His clothes were hanging from the ceiling, writing out 'Ha ha'. "How in the world did Marinette manage that?"

"Why do you sound so sure it was Marinette?" Kim asked

"Adrien and Marinette are in a Prank War with each other." Nino grinned and patted Adrien's shoulder. "Good luck getting those down, dude." Then he walked out, laughing. The rest of the guys followed him, leaving a bewildered Adrien to retrieve his clothes with very little help from Plagg. Thankfully he wasn't late to class, but he did glance at an innocent looking Marinette. Oh, was he going to get her back.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Shout out to LoveGlutton for the blue balling idea. If you have any prank ideas, tell me! I personally love putting Vaseline on random things I know people will pick up. It's fun to listen to the victims cry out in disgust.