"Alright, class. It's time to decide where we're going for our class field trip this year. Has everyone submitted their ideas?"

The class nodded and murmured in agreement. They had spent all week coming up with ideas, and today they were going to vote on them. Marinette, as class representative, would take the slips home and tally them up, then bring back the results the next day.

Ms. Bustier handed out the slips, then walked back to her desk. Almost every student had submitted an idea; Nino wanted to go to a concert, Nathan asked to go to the art museum, and Chloe (to no one's surprise) suggested a trip to the mall.

Marinette, who hadn't submitted anything herself, looked over the list and filled in the bubble next to Nathan's idea. I've never been to that museum before. It would be fun! And maybe I could hang out with Adrien…

"What are you voting for?" asked Alya, trying to look over her shoulder. Marinette covered her slip with her hand, not wanting Alya to know that Marinette wasn't voting for her friend's idea (she wasn't much of a bowler, even with bumpers).

"It's supposed to be anonymous," Marinette whispered. She folded the paper in half before taking it up to the teacher's desk. After everyone had turned in their votes, Ms. Bustier put them into a large envelope.

"Remember to bring these back soon so that we can start making arrangements," she reminded as she handed Marinette the envelope. "I'm sure the whole class is eager to hear where we will be going."

"Absolutely," Marinette assured. "You can count on me!"

Later, Marinette and Alya left the school and walked down the front steps together.

"I so wish I could help you, girl!" said Alya, nudging Marinette's shoulder. "I can't believe that I have to babysit my cousin tonight. Tonight! Why not tomorrow? Why not yesterday? But nooooo, it had to be tonight." Marinette laughed at her friend's dramatics as they went their separate ways.

"I'll let you know how it turns out!" she called as she walked toward the bakery. Marinette was pretty excited herself. Last year's trip to the pool had been a disaster (but that was a whole different story), and she was looking forward to having a good field trip this year

Marinette quickly climbed the stairs to her room and dropped her purse on her desk.

"Ouch!"

"Sorry Tikki!" she gasped, making sure her kwami was okay. "I'm just eager to tally up the votes – I can't wait to see where we're going!"

She sat on the floor and opened the envelope to pull out the slips. Tikki flew over and sat on Marinette's shoulder to watch her work. The dark-haired girl sorted out the papers, making piles based on the bubbles that were filled in. There were votes for almost every place that had been suggested, including Chloe and Sabrina for the mall (fortunately, they were the only ones). After sorting them all out, she moved the piles that only had one paper in them, then went to work counting the rest. It was close, but Max's suggestion won by two votes.

Marinette wrote down the numbers for each vote, them circled the winner. She sat back on her hands and looked down at the paper with Tikki.

"Are you ready for this, Marinette?"

Her charge sighed.

"You know, maybe bowling wouldn't have been so bad…" She smiled. "At least I'll be able to spend the day with Adrien!"

The next day, Marinette went straight to Ms. Bustier.

"Here are the slips," she said, handing the envelope to her teacher. Ms. Bustier pulled out the paper with the numbers of the votes. She quickly scanned through them and smiled when she got to the winner.

"This is excellent, Marinette. I will announce the winner in class this morning. Thank you for getting it back to me right away!"

Marinette nodded and tripped up the stairs to her seat. She was soon joined by Alya, who was buzzing with excitement (Marinette had called her last night with the news).

"I can't wait for this trip!" the brunette bubbled, catching the attention of Nino and Adrien in front of them.

"Where are we going?" asked Nino, looking from an enthusiastic Alya to the less-than-thrilled Marinette. The dark-haired girl opened her mouth to tell them, when their teacher called for their attention.

"Class, thanks to your representative's quick work, I am pleased to announce where we are going for our class trip."

"For our field trip this year, we are going to the…"

Want to know where they're going? Follow me on Twitter (TheOneWhoSparks) for hints and clues! Let me know in the comments where you think the class is going - happy reading!

(P.S. To clarify, it is NOT the Eiffel Tower, as the picture may suggest. Keep guessing!)