Darling.

One •Noir•

"Adrien, are you ready?" Nathalie's voice called from the other side of my bedroom door. "You're going to be late for school."

"Yeah, I'll be out in like 2 minutes." I shouted from my room. I got dressed and got ready, grabbed my bag and headed out of my room. Nathalie was waiting for me in the dining room.

"You have a free-day today, which you won't have again in a long time, so enjoy it," she said and walked out. I sighed and ate whatever they called a 'breakfast' and got in the car to get to school.

I ended up getting there earlier than I expected and I caught up with Nino in the front.

"Hey dude," he said greeting me.

"Hey Nino."

"Hey dude, I just heard Mrs. Bustier and Mr. Damocles talking, we're going on a field trip to Canada for a week!" My eyes widened and I stood in shock.

"Canada!? For a week!"

"Yeah dude, and I heard it's 4 to a room." He flashed me a wink, and I ignored it.

"Four to a room, what?" Alya asked, walking up to us with Marinette not far behind. She smiled and waved shyly at me, which I returned with a broad smile.

"We're taking a trip to Canada for a week," Nino announced again for the two. Their eyes lit up and smiles joined on their faces.

"Wow! That's so cool!!" Marinette gushed. I smiled subconsciously at her, and Alya caught my glance.

We headed into class and took our seats and Marinette was practically bouncing in her seat.  "Excited, are we?" I asked coyly. Marinette's eyes caught mine, and her face became a tint of pink.

"Y-yeah," she stuttered, I smiled again. "I've always wanted to go."

"Me too!!" I said and winked a her. I turned around and faced forward and immediately realised what I did, and my face turned pink. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Alya staring at me in shock.

"Okay, class I have an important announcement to make!" Mrs. Bustier was saying while trying calm down her loud class. Soon enough everyone was calm and quiet. "Next week we are going to take a class trip to Canada to learn more about French-Canadian culture."

Yelps and cheers were heard around the room. "Permission slips and a packet containing details are being passed out," she explained as she started passing them out. I took mine and started flipping through it.

"We need an outfit for a fancy dinner?" Marinette asked out loud.

"Yes, as a matter of fact we will be having dinner with the Canadian prime minister, Justin Trudeau."  Marinette's mouth dropped.

"Justin Trudeau, the Justin Trudeau!?" she yelped.

"Yes. The Justin Trudeau."

The rest of the day flew by in a flash and I wanted to get home immediately so my dad could sign my permission form.

"Father!" I called out and walked into his office. "Our class is taking a trip to Canada for a week! May I go, please??" I pleaded, holding out the packet. He took it from me and looked it over.

"I had plans for you to go there anyway," he said as he signed and gave the information we needed and handed it back. "It's a good thing you're meeting the Prime Minister."

I sighed and walked out to go to my room. He's having me do work, on a class trip. I flopped down on my bed and looked through the packing list.

CANADA PACKING LIST
- Day outfits for traveling around the towns
- Very nice outfit
- toiletries
- makeup
- bathing suit
- spending money
- Sunscreen
- Electronics (You are responsible for your devices!)

I scanned it over and pulled out my suit case and packed everything except my formal outfit. "Plagg!" I groaned. "What do I wear to have dinner with the Canadian prime minister!?" My small, sassy kwami looked at me.

"Well, who are you trying to impress?" he asked flashing a wink at me. My cheeks heated up.

"N-no one!" I scoffed. I grabbed a black sports jacket and a white V-neck and a really nice pair of black jeans. "There."

"Okay, but it wasn't that hard to figure that out." Plagg pointed out. I side glanced at him and huffed.

If I knew anything about what was going to go on in Canada, there's no way i'm working for my dad through that.