Where did you go?

12~ It's so hot

A/N: Hey guys! Hope you're liking the story so far. I haven't been having the best days so far so I just wanted to tell you guys something:

You are loved and you have a purpose. Never give up, there is a solution to every problem. I love you all.

Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1-800-273-8255

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After many hours, the plane lands and we are safely on the ground. Miss Bustier instructs us to carefully grab our stuff from the overhead bin and leave the plane. Since I could barely get my stuff up there in the first place, Adrien helped me with getting it down. Because of the time difference and long plane trip, it is still very early here, with the sun shining very bright for being May. We finally leave the plane and I start looking for Alya and Nino, wherever they might be since they were in the front of the plane. Once I finally spot them, I walk to them super quickly with Adrien behind me. Everyone is just waiting for their luggage to come on the little spinny thingy. 

"Hey guys!", I say. 

They turn around to look at us, see Adrien, and their eyes grow wide.

"I'm guessing you guys are friends again? ...Or-", Nino asks. 

I nod my head and Adrien starts talking.

"We cleared everything up on the plane since we got sat next to each other. I'm sorry guys. I'll explain to you both in full detail when we get back from the trip, but I hope you guys accept to be my friends again", he says.

Nino and Alya look at each other, then back at us and shrug.

"If Marinette is, then alright. I trust her judgement", Alya jokes. 

We all laugh and I scratch the back of my head.

"It is going to take a while to get used to this new time zone, though. California is 9 hours behind Paris! I don't know how I'm gonna function", I mention.

"Well, fully functional or not, we have to make this trip one of the best ones yet. You know, to make up for all of that lost time", Adrien says.

We all nod and smile, and at the perfect time, our luggage appears on the machine and we go to grab them. We then join the rest of the class and to make sure everyone is there, Miss Bustier takes attendance again. 

Leaving the ginormous LAX building, there's another bus waiting for us. I'm guessing it's going to take us to where we're going to be staying. I hope we go to some beaches. I brought that new swimsuit that I was talking about the other day. I look amazing in it if I do say so myself. Like back in New York, we get on the bus and find seats. The bus ride is about 15 minutes long and it takes us to a large hotel, with the name "Marriott". It is a very gorgeous and tall hotel. I wonder what the rooms look like inside. 

My class leaves the bus and we head inside. Miss Bustier calls our names out one by one to give us our room numbers and a keycard. I get 345G, cool. 

"Once you have your keycard and room number, you may go find your room. Settle in, and at 2 p.m. we will reunite in the lounge area", Miss Bustier says.

I nod and wait for Alya, assuming we would get the same room number so we could go together. I just hope we don't get the same room number as Chloe and Sabrina again. Yuck. I look up to see Alya rushing towards me.

"Girl! What room did you get?", she asks me. 

I read my card out loud to her. 

"I got room 345G", I reply.

She doesn't say anything. Did we not get the same room? If we didn't, who the hell am I bunking with?

"I got room 421H", she says after a couple of seconds. 

"Whatttttt, how did we not get the same room? This is rigged", I say,

She frowns and shrugs.

"I just hope I don't get anyone bad with me", she says.

I nod and we part ways to go find each other's rooms. We were one of the last ones called, so mostly everyone already got their keycard and went to their room. I get in the elevator and head 5 stories up because the guide on the wall said that rooms 320G-380G are on the fifth floor. This hotel has a pool too! I took a pamphlet from the front and it's huge! The elevator comes to a stop and I walk into the large hallway. After tracking down the numbers, I finally find my room and use my keycard to open it. The door opens and I walk in. Wow, the room is a fairly good size. It has a mini-fridge, a couch, a dresser with a TV on it, and one bed. One bed! It seems like I have a room to myself. Thank you Miss Bustier. 

I put all of my stuff on the bed and let out a big breath. While unzipping my suitcase, I hear the door of the bathroom open,  and out comes Adrien.

"Oh, Marinette, I thought I had the room to myself. Well, even better that you're here now!"

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