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   Marinette was freaking out.

Luka was coming over to her house after school. He was going to meet her parents, Aunt Celine and Tikki. Marinette prayed that they wouldn't do anything embarrassing or weird or constantly intrude to offer snacks.

   "Oh, this is going to be a disaster. I need to take a long shower, wear every lucky thing I own and hope my family doesn't annoy him to bits. I just know they will do something. Then Luka and I will never date, he'll put a restraining order on me to make sure I don't get close and-"

   Alya places her hand over her best friend's mouth.

   "Girl, deep breaths," the blogger said and Marinette did as she said.

   "Good," Alya added, patting Marinette's shoulder, "Just relax and be yourself, think before you stutter, and ask him out to the movies when the time is right."

   "Is it really that simple? But, what if-" Marinette was cut off again by Alya's hand.

   "No "what if's" about it. Just do as I say and everything will be okay. You just need two words: Hakuna Matata," Alya said, "Trust me, girl. What guy wouldn't want a cutie like you?" Alya pinched Marinette's cheeks and tried to contain her laughter.

   "I guess you're right," Marinette said, calmed down and hugged her friend, "What would I do without you?"

   "Well," The redhead said, extending the word.

   "Don't answer that!" Marinette said in a playfully stern tone. Alya and Marinette laughed and separated from their hug. The warning bell rang, making the two teens hurry to class. They arrived on time and took their seats. Miss Bustier began to take attendance.

"Raincomprix, Sabrina," the teacher called, nearing the end of her list.

"Present," Sabrina said.

"Rossi, Lila," Miss Bustier called, but when there was no reply, she asked, "Is Lila here today?" The students either began to gossip, glance back at Lila's empty seat or weren't paying attention. Marinette was one of the glancers but didn't care unlike a lot of people in the room.

She turned back to face the front and continued to doodle her first name and Luka's last name together in pretty cursive font with little hearts dotting every "i."

"I wonder where Lila could be," Alya began, "Maybe...she is with the baby's dad, or she had to use the bathroom or-"

"Or," Marinette cut off her best friend, "She could just be running late."

"Way to take the fun out of it," the redhead replied then eyed her best friend's notebook and grinned. She looked back up at Marinette and wiggled her eyebrows, earning a punch on the arm from said bluenette.

"Teen pregnancy is not something to joke about," Marinette said, blushing and closing her notebook. Alya rolled her eyes before saying, "I have to do the evening announcements, so I can't encourage you to talk to your boo."

Marinette felt her breath catch inside her throat. She was going to have to face Luka...ALL BY HERSELF once school ends. She looked at the said teal-haired boy that sat in front of her, talking with Nino. The bluenette's thoughts were cut off when the door opened to reveal the Italian girl.

"I'm sorry that I'm late. I was held up by my boyfriend. He had something urgent that I wasn't able to say no too," Lila told Miss Bustier apologetically. Miss Bustier smiled warmly at Lila.

"That's alright, Lila. Just make sure you are on time next time," Miss Bustier said. Lila nodded then headed back to her seat. Alya kept making wild hand gestures at Lila and trying to emphasize her theory. Marinette only shook her head at Alya's crazy assumptions.