Night watcher, I am Chloe Bourgeois! || Miraculous Ladybug

12: Dissociation

Because right now, I am back in Paris.

The next day.

I find that mom is currently in New York and Daddy can't be home because of a political meeting and I am deliberately avoiding Zoe.

Today, I got in my luxurious car and went to my old horrendous Françoise Dupont High School.

. . . I am here again.

I went out of my car. And yes I was late.

The class was in the middle of its session when I entered. Needless to say, everyone was shocked to see me.

They were especially shocked by my new looks.

There was not much difference, I just replaced that overly eye catching yet plain yellow jacket and got a new hair cut.

My new look included a brown waist jacket with sleeves folded, over my zebra sleeveless top, paired with my regular white half jeans and black sandles which were little heeled.

Also I can't forget my iconic glasses and emerald pearl locket.

"Chloe!?" Exclaimed Miss Bustier.

"Why, of course."

I was about to get to my regular seat but then I noticed something. There were some who changed their seats.

My usual front seat was occupied by Lila and Sabrina. Nathaniel and Ivan now sit together. Julika and Rose now sit in Nathaniel's old seat — the last bench of the other row.

The only seat left was that last bench by the window where Julika and Rose used to sit.

"Miss Bustier, when did the sitting plan change?"

"Oh- um- the start of this month. Oh! And it wasn't because you were going to return this month, this was just a pure coincidence."

"Right. A rather ridiculous coincidence that it's hard to even consider it as a coincidence."

If the seats were to actually change then everyone's seats should have been changed and not just some.

Did you all perhaps show me mercy on leaving that one seat alone?

It was as if, if I were to return I better not be seated in front of their eyes.

I clapped my hands, "anyway, I appreciate the trouble," and went to the back to sit.

I sit by the window.

As the class got started I looked outside the window and I slowly dazed off in my thoughts.

. . . This is supposed to be a school.

School, yeah, school with only around 30 students at the very most, with 4 teachers including the principal.

I sighed inwardly.

I'm still not used to this emptiness of this world. . .

The bell rang and the class was dismissed. We then moved to the Ms Mendeleiev's class.

"Looks like you've returned," said Ms Mendeleiev, clearly unamused.

"Good to meet you again, Ms. Mendeleiev," I replied with an amused face.

"Yeah," she seemed a little out of place with receiving my first time nice  greeting.

Huh. . . Looking at her face now. . . 

Dear animators, perhaps, did you all do her dirty to give her a unique silhouette?

If so, I guess you succeeded. . . ?