Wild Hearts || Miraculous Ladybug

11||Made Up

The rest of the school day was a mild torture that Elizabeth was forced to bear even if the only thing she wanted to do was go home.

There were so many things for her to do. First, she had to update her Hawkmoth journal on Lady Wifi. She also wanted to try and talk to Alya to see if she could get any information on the case. However, she wasn't sure where their relationship stood due to the events of this morning. She supposed she could apologize for her actions even if she still believed she did the right thing. Unfortunately, she had no idea when the next time they could talk would be.

Next, she had to plan her trip to the unknown. While she had her things packed this morning, Elizabeth now realized that she wasn't prepared for all possibilities. What if the necklace led them to somewhere extremely cold? Chat Noir's incident with the freezer earlier in the day served as a brutal reminder that miraculouses were not immune to extreme temperature and weather conditions. Elizabeth needed to prepare for all possibilities; she had no clue where she would end up. Along with that, she also needed to come up with a lie and convince somebody to go along with it.

Last but definitely not least, she owed Chat a long talk and explanation. She could tell from his tone of voice when he left that he wasn't too happy with her avoidance. She didn't blame him in the slightest. After all, partners are supposed to trust each other.

Supposed to.

A long sigh filled with frustration escaped Elizabeth lips. She slumped, sinking down in her seat until her head rested against the desk. Miss Bustier's voice seemed to meld together and her thoughts continued to drift. Nathaniel turned and poked her shoulder, a silent reminder to pay attention, before he returned to sketching in his notebook. The corner of her mouth twitched up at the irony.

Reluctantly, she sat up again, though she had no desire to pay attention to the lesson. Nonetheless she did, knowing that Nathaniel would be relying on her notes as soon as their next assignment or test came out as usual.

Her eyes flickered over to the clock. To her delight, she only had a handful minutes left before school ended. Her hand sped up, scrawling down Miss Bustier's finishing words while her eyes routinely switched from her teacher to her notebook to the clock above.

Slowly, painfully, the minutes ticked down until the bell finally rang. Miss Bustier finished giving them their assignment before she called out to her students. "Hey, can anybody stop by Alya's house and give her today's homework?" Elizabeth perked up, realizing that this was the perfect opportunity to talk to the red-brunette.

However, Marinette spoke up so fast that Elizabeth didn't have time to even move. "I'll do it, Miss Bustier!" the girl cried out.

Miss Bustier gave her a thankful smile, but she looked unconvinced. "I'm not so sure, Marinette," she declined, "you've been gone for most of the day. In fact, you'll probably need notes from somebody else as well."

The bluenette colored in embarrassment, but before she could respond, Elizabeth stood up from her seat and raised her hand. "I can come with her," she offered. Marinette glanced back at her with a look of surprise.

"Perfect!" Miss Bustier exclaimed. With a quiet nod, Elizabeth packed up her things, bid Nathaniel a quick goodbye, and hopped down the steps to the main floor, walking up to her ginger-haired teacher who quickly handed her the things she would have to give Alya. She stood still as the rest of the class filed out of the room, waiting for Marinette. It was a good thing the bluenette was coming with her, because Elizabeth had no idea where Alya lived, but she was sure that Marinette did.

Elizabeth gently sorted through the folder of papers in her hands, double-checking that Miss Bustier had given her all the worksheets from today. A small thump could be heard from the row above as Marinette placed her bag on the table, sliding her things inside.