Day 9- What Can Go Wrong Goes Wrong

Day 9 of #Novelmber19

They got the phone... but will their plan go the way they want? Or will a certain someone uncover it all...

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"You got it! Lemme see it! Let me guess? Her lock screen is of her ugly face?" Marinette shook her head whilst laughing and ed the phone over to her friend. They were sat in Mari's house (too risky being in school) and were trying to figure our the .

"No, the lock screen is just a yellow background with the words 'you can call me Queen Bee' on it." Mari leaned over her friend's shoulder to get a better view of the device. "Ok so her is letters and numbers, any ideas?"

"Let me guess, it's 'Chloe is the best'." Alya typed it in as it got declined.

"She's not that self- centred. Hmmm. Try her birthday." Once again Alya typed it in but it was wrong. They had a few more attempts but nothing changed.

"Ok we only have a few more tries before we get locked out. Let's think carefully, what would a wannabe popular girl make her ?"

"." Alya glanced up and sighed.

"Yes Mari the , what do you think we've been doing for the past half an hour!"

"No as in the is just ." Mari grabbed the phone off her friends as Alya tutted.

"Girl, Chloe may be a bit stupid at times but to really make that your is simply-"

"And we're in!" Marinette clapped her hands as Alya stared at the phone in shock.

"Ok I take it back, Chloe is stupid."

Mari started scrolling through her phone to see if there was anything useful. "Her phones quite empty which makes me think she has spares." She ed the phone back to Alya as she clicked on her social media s.

"Right, let's post a pic."

"What! No we can't do that! We agreed on a few embarrassing messages. Posting pictures is taking it too far Alya!" She attempted to grab the phone but Alya held it up out of reach. "Alya I'm being serious! This is starting to go a bit out of hand. Give me the phone."

"No, we have to do this Mari. Chloe deserves it. If you don't do it for yourself, I'll do it as an angry friend who's sticking up and protecting her best friend."

"If Chloe finds out it was us it'll make this situation a whole lot worse. Please, just stick to messaging a few people."

"Fine, but we make it important people to her." She opened up private messaging and scrolled through her most recent texts. "Ok so her 3 most recent are her dad, her mom and this girl named Sabrina. Never heard of her; must be in one of the lower years.

"I don't think we should text the mayor, looks like she has already spammed him a lot recently and they've all been ignored. Sabrina, we don't really know who this girl is but from the messages I'd say she was being used because for some reason there's a lot of homework talk with her giving the answers."

"So that leaves her mother. So what can we write to get her into trouble?"

"I have no idea, I'm not a troublemaker."

"I've got it." Alya began typing and quickly hit send. "Ok revenge sorted. Now we just have to get her phone back to her without her noticing."

"Two questions. One, what did you write? And two, how the hell are we going to give it back to her?".

"Details details. What matters is that she doesn't suspect us." Alya stuffed the phone in her pocket and stood up. "I should get going, see you on Monday."

"Bye." Marinette waved as her friends disappeared out of the room."I have an awful feeling something will go wrong." She immediately shrugged off the feeling and tried her best to enjoy the weekend.

School came back around quickly and Marinette was back in school with Alya, Adrien and Nino. Somehow, Alya had managed to put Chloe's phone back and Chloe didn't seem to notice; or if she did she didn't make a fuss about it.

Back in maths Marinette was still next to Chloe, much to her dismay. They worked in silence until the bell rang to signal the end of the lesson. Marinette was about to leave when Chloe whispered in her ear.

"Meet me near my locker. We need to talk." Chloe stormed out of the room before she had a chance to reply. Fear swept through her veins as she quickly sped down the hallway.

As Marinette approached the locker Chloe glared at her. "Why did you take my phone you brat!" Busted.

"What are you talking about?" Marinette tried her best to stay calm. Why didn't Alya listen to her when she told her time and time again it was a bad idea?

"Don't play dumb Dupain-Cheng. I know you took it. I saw you take it out of my bag in the library the other day." Oops.

"Chloe I-

"Save it! Although I would like to say that I think it's time the whole school knew who wrote the love letter." A smirk was plastered on Chloe's face as she tapped her nails against the metal lockers. "You thought that was good revenge? Wait till you see mine." Chloe's facial expression changed suddenly as she winked and walked around a corner.

Marinette was about to go after her when she heard a male voice.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng. What are you doing out of lessons? Do you have a hall ?" Mr Malcaster crossed his arms and glared at the bluenette. Marinette gulped as she stuttered.

"N-no I don't have a hall sir." She tilted her head down and sighed.

"You're on lunchtime detention for bunking class. Now, get to your lesson before I make the detention an after school one."

"Yes sir." Marinette put her hands in her blazer pockets and trudged to the classroom. She wasn't sure if it was because of Chloe's threats or because of the detention but she could feel her breathing getting heavier and heavier.

Before going to class she barged into the bathroom and slumped down on the floor. She put her hands on her head as she tried to slow her breathing. Once she was sure she was feeling better she checked the time. Only 10 minutes left of the lesson, no point in going. Instead, she stayed curled up on the bathroom floor and cried, praying that things would work out for her in the end...

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Thanks once again for reading!

Some of you were probably expecting to find out Alya's plan and I'm sorry to disappoint- I struggled to think of an idea so just kept it quite vague, hope you didn't mind too much...

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