Chapter 62

Marinette's P.O.V:

Damian had just put the car in park in his school parking lot. "You ready for your last day of school at GA?" He looked over to me.

"As ready as I'll ever be." I nodded before opening up my door and making my way around to the front to wait for Damian.

Damian quickly shut off the car and got out, locking it once his door was shut. He met up with me and grabbed my hand I held out for him. Without warning, I yanked on his arm and I reached for his hair. At the very last second, he grabbed my wrist before it made contact with his head.

"You almost got me." He admitted before kissing my hand that almost touched his hair.

"I'll get you before school ends." I reached up onto my tippy toes to kiss him. "Let's get going."

He slowly released my one hand and I gladly let it hang at my side while my other one was still intertwined with his.

"At least I'm keeping you on your toes." I joked as I dragged him to the school's front steps.

We could see the bus holding all of my classmates just now letting off all of the students. Alya was one of the first to step off and the second her eyes met with mine, she immediately ran to me.

"Marinette!" She hugged me tightly, causing Damian to let go of my hand. "I'm so sorry." She cried as she spoke in French.

"Hey, Alya." I responded in French as the rest of my classmates watched with surprise. I gently patted Alya's back before speaking again. "It's okay."

Alya finally let go of me and smiled down at me as she wiped tears out of her eyes. "I'm sorry I'm such a bitch." She laughed. "Thank you for continuing to always believe in the good in me."

Damian grabbed ahold of my hand again and gave Alya a dirty look. "I'm giving you one chance. Don't mess this up." He spoke in perfect French.

"Oh, right." Alya gave a sad smile to the billionaire. "I'm sorry to you too, Damian. I haven't showed you my best side. I promise to be a better person." She turned to the rest of the class who were watching this whole thing unfold with complete interest. "And I want to apologize to all of you too. I let my stubbornness get in the way of seeing the truth and that wasn't right. Lila's actions dragged me into a dark place and I lashed out at everybody instead of dealing with the problem at hand. I know I can be better than that and I'm sorry about everything I ever said or did to any of you."

Nino smiled at the girl and stepped up to give her a big hug. "There's that Alya I know and love. I've been waiting for her."

Rose could be heard cooing at the whole interaction. "How cute! I love happy endings."

Alya pulled away from Nino to look at the tiny blonde. "No. This is not an ending. This is a beginning. I will set all this right, starting with all the lies I spread on the Ladyblog. I made some mistakes and I intend to fix it."

"I'm proud of you Alya." Madame Mendeleiev smiled. "You showed real courage doing this today and I hope nobody harbors any bad feelings about any of this. I believe its best to learn, grow and move on together from this whole mess." She looked at the class for a moment before clearing her throat. "Okay class. We better hurry to our classroom. We wouldn't want to be late."

Everyone followed Madame Mendeleiev to class while chatting amongst themselves.

"Sorry to be so blunt but... what the hell happened to your face?" Chloe asked me.

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing girl." Alya looked over at me. "I just felt like it wasn't right to point it out."

"Oh, I fell." I smiled awkwardly.

"She was distracted." Damian added with a smirk.

"Must have been quite a distraction." Adrien joked. "She hasn't taken a tumble like that in quite some time. What happened?"

"Yeah, that looks like it hurts." Alix took a better look at my face.

"Well I was walking down the stairs when I tripped and hit my face on the railing. It's no big deal." I shrugged.

"And that distraction?" Kim raised an eyebrow. "What or WHO was it?" He glanced at Damian who still held onto my hand.

"It was me." Damian said with a straight face, not even looking at anyone in particular.

"Damian!" I punched him on the arm a little harder than she meant to. "You can't just say that!" I began to blush.

"I think he just did." Max pushed his glasses further onto his face. "And your reaction solidifies that he is right."

I was about to complain but we were now entering the classroom. I took my seat towards the back with Damian and was a bit thankful that my friends couldn't grill me on the situation for the time being. About a minute later the bell rang, signaling the start of the class.

"Good morning, everyone!" Mrs. Dubois cheerfully greeted. "Happy Friday! Today is our last day with our guest from France and both Madame Mendeleiev and I thought it would be best to do something a little fun today. We want you to write letters to your seat partners for them to open and read on our last day of high school. Both Madame Mendeleiev and I will hold onto these letters for you all. We want you to write these in you seat partners usual language. This will test your writing capabilities but also give each of you a little memory of the new friend you have made while here at GA."

"We have envelopes and paper up here for each of you to use, along with proper pens if you need them." Madame Mendeleiev added. "Try and make this a decent sized letter and use multiple sheets of paper if you need. Once you are done, please give your letters to us and you can use the rest of your time silently talking amongst yourselves. Oh, and please don't peek at your seat partners letters. This is supposed to be a surprise for each of your respective graduations."

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Mrs. Dubois looked at the class. "You may now begin."

I looked over at Damian. "A letter to future you, huh?" I smiled.

"Yeah." Damian smiled back. "This isn't such a bad idea." We stood up along with the rest of the class to get our supplies. "We won't be able to open these until a few months."

"I know." I grabbed a few sheets of paper, an envelope and different colored pens before looking back at him. "You better not peek."

"Never." He agreed as he grabbed some paper, an envelope and a single black pen. "That would ruin the surprise and I know how much you love surprises."

We both made our way back to their seats and began to write the letters. Occasionally, the two of us would glance over at each other and smile before returning to what we were doing. Surprisingly, I was the first one to finish, even though I could be seen switching from color to color as I wrote. I folded up the letter and stuffed it into the envelope before addressing it to Damian Wayne on the front.

Standing up, I walked over to Mrs. Dubois and handed my letter to the teacher. "I finished my letter to Damian." I smiled.

"You had no trouble with writing in English?" She asked.

"No. I'm happy with how it turned out."

"I can tell. You and Damian are the last two to still be writing. You must have had a lot to say." She gave me a soft smile.

I looked around to the rest of the class and saw them all softly talking to one another. "Oh. I had no idea."

"I'm glad you two are taking this seriously." The teacher said. "But I hope Damian wont mind finishing after lunch. He has about 2 minutes left until we leave for the cafeteria."

"Wow. Time flew by today." I smiled back at the teacher. "It was so nice getting to be your student for the week, Mrs. Dubois. Maybe I will see you around Gotham when I come back for college."

"Maybe." She agreed. "I wish you the best at everything you do Marinette."

"Thanks." I waved before heading back to my seat.

I wasn't seated for long when the bell rang, signaling lunch time. Damian flipped his papers over and set his pen on top to keep it secure.

"You ready for lunch, Angel?" He stood up and held his hand out for me to take.

"You bet." I grabbed my hand with a smile.