A/N: Hey MLB fans. I am so sorry that I just stopped updating out of nowhere. I have been very busy and I honestly lost inspiration to write (and I may also have gotten caught up in a few really good fanfics) so I just took a break. I will do my best to get new chapters out but spring time is a busy time for me. Anyway, thank you for reading and enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I realized that I should probably do one of these so to make things clear, no, I do not in any way own Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir.

*CHAPTER 5*

Marinette's POV

Some days are good days. Some days are bad days. Then there are those days when you are forced to question every decision you have ever made in your life that brought you to the current moment in time. This was one of those days.

Marinette had hoped she would make a quick escape from the bathroom and that no one would notice what had happened. Apparently, that hope was not enough for the girls who stood before her.

"PERVERT!" Screamed one of the girls.

Then all hell broke loose.

Marinette had to duck as multiple shoes and a hair brush were thrown in her direction.

"GET HIM! DON'T LET HIM ESCAPE!"

Oh no! She was in trouble now! The girls were surrounding her and it wasn't like she could fight back, she was a technically a guy! Although, tiny as they were, those girls did not seem particularly weak. Those shoes were definitely going to leave a mark. Deciding to risk it, she scrambled for the door, only to be tackled down by a girl who had absolutely no mercy.

"I got him!" The girl cried.

All the girls proceeded to join her in tackling Marinette. One even had the nerve to kick her in a very sensitive place between her legs. Why, oh why did it have to be there!? Marinette thought as she gritted her teeth together in effort to hide the pain.

The poor 'blonde' was at a loss for how she was going to get out of this. She tried reaching for the door again but was still under the attack of the girls.

"Please! I didn't mean - OUCH! - to walk in here!" she pleaded "It was an - OUCH! - accident!"

Suddenly, the door swung open and her best friend made her way through with a confused look on her face. The girls all stopped what they were doing and looked up at Alya.

"Adrien...? Um, can I ask what happened? Or do I really want to know..."

" I was trying to get away from someone and accidentally walked into the wrong bathroom. Then, they attacked. " Marinette said with a horrified look while the girl that tackled her slowly released her.

"Oh Adrien." Alya sniggered "Of course you didn't mean to. These girls should've known you're way to clueless to be a perv."

If it were really Adrien, he probably would've been a bit surprised to hear that, but it was Marinette inside the blonde's body and she was already fully aware of the boy's cluelessness. All the girls backed away with apologetic looks on their faces when they realized who it was they had just tackled. At least Marinette didn't have to worry about these girls if a real pervert came in.

"Now, while I believe you're story, I don't think a teacher would. You might wanna get out of here before you get caught. Wouldn't want your dad to find out or something."

With that, Marinette flew out of the room faster than a cat in a rainstorm. She could still hear Alya laughing as she ran aimlessly through the halls.

Adrien's POV

He had meant to go talk to Marinette, but he lost her in the hallways. He tried looking around for her but it was no use. It was just too crowded. Giving up, he went straight to class, hoping that Marinette had whatever he needed in her backpack. Lucky for him, they had first and second period together so he knew where to go and what they were doing.

As he entered the classroom, he felt the stares of his fellow students burning through him. Why were they staring? Was something wrong? Was he going crazy? Was the bra showing through the jacket?

No eye-contact! They'll totally know it's you!

Eyes glued to the floor, he casually walked to his usual seat and sat down, setting Marinette's bag next to him. Just as he reached to unzip it, his arm was snatched up painfully and he was yanked off of the bench and onto the floor. He looked up angrily and wasn't surprised to see Chloe Bourgeois standing over him. At this point, he realized he'd made a mistake.

"How dare you sit in my dear Adrikin's seat, Dupain-Cheng!" Chloe spat.

Adrien didn't like how she said Marinette's last name like it were a bad aftertaste. It made it sound as though Marinette were a piece of trash that was worth nothing. Marinette was definitely not a piece of trash! She was an amazing designer, artist, friend, and probably the nicest person he knew next to Ladybug.

"You know, sitting in his seat won't make him like you more. He likes me the best. You're nothing to him!"

How could Chloe possibly say that!? Marinette was one of his closest friends. Of course she meant something to him! She meant a lot!

He found himself growing very angry. He wanted to yell at Chloe and tell her all of the reasons why she was wrong, why Marinette was very special to him. He wanted to protect Marinette, but he couldn't do that when he was her. Instead, he bit his tongue, stood up with his chin raised, and silently walked over to Marinette's seat, flicking his hair angrily in Chloe's direction as he went by.

As he sat, Adrien wondered if this was how Chloe treated Marinette on a daily basis. He was going to have to do something about that. He got so caught up in this thought that he didn't even notice his table-mate Alya giving him a worried expression.

"Marinette," she said, resting a hand on his shoulder and pulling him from his thoughts. "You know you can't take what Chloe says to heart. Just ignore her. You mean a lot to Adrien and I'm sure he'll realize just how much that is one day. Especially if you keep wearing your hair like that!"

Adrien just smiled, pretending to understand what Alya meant. He already did realize how much Marinette meant to him. She was a great friend to him and always would be. She didn't need to change her hair or anything.

Ahhh. Adrien the clueless cinnamon roll. Will he ever realize what's right in front of him? Hopefully one day! As of right now, it looks like Marinette is still stuck in the friendzone.

Anyway, thank you so much for reading and I will try to update as soon as I can! Au Revoir!