Royals-Lorde

Queen B

Let me be your ruler, you can call me Queen B

And baby I'll rule

*I'll rule I'll rule I'll rule*

Let me live that fantasy.

-Lorde

Marinette smirked when she finally discovered what took her friends so long. Her locker had been spray painted in black with a green cat eye in the centre. The same treatment had been given to her friends lockers, Alix's was purple with 'Gimme a break' written in green paint on it, and Alya's had a cartoon fox head on a black background.

Opening her locker she suddenly had an urge to vomit; the grey inside of it was so boring she wanted to cry. Grabbing a few pictures and magazine cutouts from her shoulder bag she did her best to cover the metallic door that seemed to laugh in her face. She'd have to ask Alix to do a paint job inside too.

Sighing the raven haired girl joined her friends and sauntered into the classroom taking her time to look around and evaluate her surroundings. Hooking her little finger Juleka, who wore proudly her Cataclysm gang jacket, she leaned against a random desk while Alya chose her seat and saved one for her.

"Damn, Gothy, lookin' good!"

"How ya doin' Queenie?"

"Great. How's auntie holding up?"

"Coping. She's... keeping it together but that's that."

"I understand completely. It's hard to believe and understand that he's... gone. It feels like a nightmare I'm to wake up from any moment."

Juleka looked away sadly as a pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind. A blonde girl with a pixie cut, pink capris and a white tank top kissed her cheek.

"Hey babe." The goth said, dipping for a kiss. "Marinette, this is Rose, my girlfriend. Rose, this is Marinette, the leader of my gang."

The blonde perked up.

"Oh yeah! Ju told me all about you, it's nice to finally meet you in person."

Marinette smiled warmly, that girl was so sweet.

"Nice to meet you too, Rose. I can already tell you're good for Ju. I'm happy you're the one who captured Juleka's heart."

Rose and Juleka blushed deeply.

"Aw, thanks Mar."

"Anytime."

The bell rung and the girls split and went to their seats.

Adrien walked through the door to find the new girl sitting in his seat and Alya next to her in Nino's. She was playing with her lighter, her feet resting on the desk.

"Hey that's my seat!"

"And?" She said in a bored tone, her gaze never leaving the flame of her lighter.

"Get your own fucking seat!"

"Why should I? It's not like your name is on it, Bugaboo."

His jaw clenched and she wondered how much more a human jaw could clench before it broke. "It's not like yours is either."

She snapped her fingers, like she was suddenly realizing something. "Oh, you're right. Let me fix this problem real quick."

She put her lighter away and took out a pocket knife. She then turned around and carved something in the back of the seat, moving on the side when she was done, letting them see what she wrote. It read 'The Black Cat' with the initials M.C carved under it.