The next day I woke up extra early to Alya's text messages saying, "Come early! I have to tell you something!" and, "It's important!"

I groaned and rolled out of bed. I packed my bag, slow and steady, since it was five am and I had a lot of time before class started at eight, and whatever Alya had to say couldn't take that long.

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As soon as I pushed open the door to the studio, Alya grabbed my hand and dragged me down the hallway.

"Alya what's going o-"

"I've just had an important breakthrough Marinette!"

"Well what is i-"

"I can only tell you in secret!"

She pulled me into the girls' dressing room and closed the door behind us, slamming her body against it so no one would come in.

"Okay now tell me the secre-"

Alya shushed me, "Below this very dance studio, there is a secret dance club, where everyone can come and dance whatever form of dance they like!" She talked as if she was telling a dramatic legend of romance and adventure, "And in this secret club, are the dance champions, Ladybug and Chat Noir!"

I started to sweat. I hoped Alya hadn't found out my secret identity!

"Alya y-you're talking nonsense..." I stammered, "There can't be a dance club beneath the studio! Only ballet is allowed here!"

Alya shushed me again, "Just let me finish!" she laughed, "I have been going down there for days, and now I have proof!"

Alya pulled out her phone and played a video from last night, of me dancing against Stormy Weather with Chat Noir.

"And I think I've found out who these break dancers are..." Alya said, giving me a smile.

"W-who?" I asked, hoping she hadn't discovered the truth.

Alya looked around the room to make sure no one was ease dropping, then she whispered in my ear,

"...Chloé!"

I breathed a sigh of relief. Then I started to chuckle. Then it turned into a full blown laugh.

"What?" Alya asked me, "What's so funny?"

"Chloé?! Alya think about it! She can barely do ballet! And now you're expecting she can dance like that?" I said, motioning to the video.

"Come on Marinette you have to believe me! You have to help me find out who Ladybug and Chat Noir are for sure! I already know who the DJ is!" Alya said, now shouting. She stomped over to the door and opened it.

"I'm not getting involved in some, some... illegal break dance club scheme!" I said in my own defense (even though the entire club basically focused around me, I couldn't help Alya get any closer to figuring out my identity).

"Fine!" Alya shouted, "I'll find the DJ! He'll help me!" She stomped out of the room and slammed the door behind her.

I felt bad. This was me and Alya's first fight... but I couldn't let her reveal my secret. I'd get kicked out of the studio!

I sat my bag down and started to tie my pointe shoes on...

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Alya stomped out of the studio, slinging her bag over her shoulder. She sat down on the bench outside and waited...

At 7:30 people started to file into the studio. None of them were the one she was waiting for.

Soon she heard, "Dude! You should just tell her-" in a familiar voice coming around the corner.

Alya stood up and ran over to the corner, almost slamming into the two boys as they turned the corner.

"Woah girl what's your rush?" Nino asked.

"I need to talk to you." She said.

"Then talk."

Alya looked at Adrien, who was standing awkwardly beside them, "In private."

Alya grabbed Nino by the shirt and dragged him back around the corner and into the shadows. "I'll see you in class!" The boy shouted to his blond friend as he was pulled backwards.

Once they were alone, Nino asked, "What's the deal?"

"I know your the DJ of Club Miraculous."

"W-what?"

"I know you're DJ N. Come on. Try to keep up."

Nino straightened, then held his arms up in surrender, "Okay okay you caught me. What are you gonna do? Rat me out to the studio? Get my club shut down?"

"No, if you do something for me."

Nino slumped and put his hands in his pockets, "Fine. What do you want?"

Alya straightened, "You're going to help me prove that Chloé is Ladybug."

Nino laughed out loud, "Chloé?! Look girl, even I don't know who my champs' real identities are. But I can tell it's not that b-"

"Do you want me to show the studio manager these pictures and videos of you and your club?" Alya interrupted.

Nino stopped laughing.

He boy sighed, "Fine. But if it turns out Chloé is not Ladybug, you leave me, my champions, and my club alone. Got it?"

"Deal."

"So what's the plan?"

Alya whispered the plan in Nino's ear....

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Nino went along with the plan.

He walked up to Chloé.

"Hey Chloé." He said, sticking his hands in his pockets.

"Hello... new kid." Chloé said with distaste.

While they started a conversation to distract Chloé, Alya walked over to Chloé's bag and unzipped it.

"So... did you heard about the break dancer Ladybug?" Nino said casually, "I heard she goes to our studio."

Alya started digging for evidence of Chloé being Ladybug.

"My father wouldn't allow any break dancers to step foot in this studio..." Chloé looked over Nino's shoulder and saw Alya searching her bag, "HEY! GET AWAY FROM MY STUFF!"

Chloé stomped over and snatched her bag away from Alya, "I'M REPORTING YOU TO MY FATHER!" She screamed.

Alya winced, "Chloé please!"

Chloé held her hand out to silence Alya. She pulled out her phone and dialed her father's number, "Yes, Daddy! This, Alya girl was searching through my bag! It's like, a total invasion of privacy! She was probably gonna steal something!"

"I was not!" Alya said, but Chloé didn't listen.

"Yes. Yes! Okay Daddy I'll put you on speaker." Chloé tapped a button and put the phone on speaker.

"Alya Césaire. As manager of this studio I hear by expel you for two weeks on grounds of privacy infringement of your fellow students. Leave now."

Alya looked shocked. "Mr. Bourgeois," she pleaded, "please you don't understand. I was trying to-"

"Just feel lucky I'm only expelling you for two weeks young lady," Mr. Bourgeois said over the speaker, "Shall we make it three?"

Alya wanted to scream. She sighed, then grabbed her own bag off the bench and walked out off the classroom, and outside of the studio all together.

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Alya sat on the bench outside the studio, hands cupping her chin. "I can't believe they kicked me out," she mumbled, "I'm trying to help them find out who's running this club-"

She suddenly noticed a small purple envelope next to her on the bench.

She opened it and it said...

"Alya Césaire,

My name is Hawkmoth and your name is now Lady Wifi. I will get you back into your studio if you find out the identities of Ladybug and Chat Noir for me in return. Go to the back of the storage room and you will find a new identity waiting for you."

"I will uncover their identities." Alya said with confidence. She grabbed her bag and ran back into the studio...

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I got a buzz on my pager before class even started. I had just finished putting on my eye makeup and started walking down the stairs.

Chat Noir was already on the dance floor when I walked through the crowd. "Who are we facing?" I asked over the music.

"Lady Wifi." He said, motioning to the girl who was dancing across the floor.

"Lady Wifi? What kind of name is that-" I looked across the dance floor.

The girl had black eyeshadow around her eyes like a mask. She wore a black tank top with the wifi symbol on it on top of a purple sports bra. She wore black leggings and black high tops. Her hair was wavy and brown with red ish highlights.

Alya.

Lady Wifi posed and saw me. "Ladybug!" she shouted, "I'll find out your true identity and then I'll be let back in to the studio and welcomed as a hero! Prepare to be defeated!"

I had heard that Alya was kicked out of the studio temporarily from Chloé, who was very glad to tell me about how she got my best friend expelled.

But I didn't believe her when she said that Alya got kicked out because she was trying to find out who Ladybug was.

Alya was fighting me. It was all my fault.

"My Lady?" Chat Noir said as he put a hand on my shoulder, snapping me out of my revelry, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah. Yeah." I replied, brushing his hand away, "Lets just dance."

The music turned up, it was our turn.

I had started to pick up on the hip hop moves.

Up down, low slide, knee cross and spin up, jump jump, head whip. I thought to myself as the music pounded in my ears.

The crowd cheered when me and Chat posed.

"Lady Wifi, you're up!"

Lady Wifi started dancing towards us. She span around and jumped at Chat Noir. She licked her fingers and wiped her hand across Chat's face, wiping off the eye makeup mask.

"Hey!" Chat screamed, covering his face. He turned towards me, covering his eyes so I couldn't see true face, "I'll be right back My Lady. Show her who's the boss!" And he ran off.

I nodded as he left. I started to dance.

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Adrien, or as he was known down here, Chat Noir, knew that the only place where he could have privacy in this club was in the air conditioning room. It was where all of the cool air in the entire studio came from, so it was absolutely freezing in there.

He opened the door and slammed it shut behind him. Immediately he started shivering. He pulled some black eye shadow out of his pockets and started reapplying it to the his face so he had a mask.

When he finished he took a deep breath and walked over to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked.

Chat Noir pounded on the door, "Hey! Hey let me out!" he shouted, but no one could hear him over the pounding music. He held his arms close to him, trying to keep warm in the freezing room.

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I started to get worried when Chat didn't come back after a full song. It couldn't take him that long to fix his mask, could it?

Lady Wifi was dancing, trying to come at me and wipe off my mask, but I dodged every attack.

When Chat still wasn't back, I decided he needed help. I made a T with my hands, "Time out!" I shouted over the music.

DJ N put the volume of the music down, "You only have five minutes, or I'll have to say you forfeit." He told me.

I ran in the direction I last saw Chat go. I pushed my way through the crowd until I made it to the back of the club.

There was no places to hide, but I saw a door that I hadn't noticed before. I walks over and pushed on the handle, but it was locked.

I knocked on the door, "Chat? Chat are you in there?" I asked.

"M-my Lady?" I heard Chat say from the other side.

"What are you doing? It's our turn-"

"I got locked in. Can you get this door open? It's freezing in here!"

"Got it."

I fiddled with the doorknob, but it didn't budge. I'd have to pick the lock.

I pulled a bobby pin out of my pocket, I always kept one with me, it was kind of my lucky charm of some sort.

My dad had taught me how to pick locks when I was younger, so I decided to give it a try. I stuck the bobby pin into the lock and twisted it around until I heard a click. Immediately the door opened.

Chat Noir pushed open the door and fell into my arms, shivering. I quickly laid him down on the floor.

"Chat are you alright?" I asked.

"Purr-fect now that you're here M-My Lady." Chat said with a shiver.

"You're cold as ice..."

"Well then lets go heat up the dance floor."

I rolled my eyes, "You're impossible. You know that?"

"Yes." He replied with a smirk.

"Come on, our time out is almost up."

I helped Chat get up and we both ran back to the dance floor. The music got louder when we faced Lady Wifi.

"In the name of Hawkmoth, I will discover who you really are!" She said.

"Hawkmoth? Who's Hawkmoth?" Chat asked.

"Doesn't matter now," I said, "Just dance with me."

We danced.

Toe spin, slide left slide right, jump up, land, fan kick. I thought to myself.

Lady Wifi lunged at me, but I dodged with a back bend. I almost fell backwards, but Chat caught me before I hit the floor and pulled me away before Lady Wifi could wipe off my mask.

Chat noir lifted me up and tossed me into the air, then caught me in his arms and set my feet on the ground, spinning me out and back into him and posed.

The crowd cheered.

"Who thinks Lady Wifi should keep dancing against our champs?" DJ N asked the crowd.

The crowd booed in response.

"Who thinks our champs are the winners once again?"

The crowd cheered.

"Well it's unanimous! Ladybug and Chat Noir are the winners once again!"

As the crowd applauded me and Chat Noir bumped our fists together, "Pound it!" we said in sync. We laughed.

Lady Wifi shrugged and pulled out her phone. She took a picture of the two of us, "I may not have won, but I won't give up on finding your identities." she said, snapping more pictures, "If I can't defeat you, maybe I'll be your biggest fan."

"That sounds like a great idea, Lady Wifi." I said, smiling at my friend.

"Please, call me Alya." She said, returning the smile, "Do either of you have time for an interview?"

"Sorry," Chat interrupted, "But My Lady and I have to get to ballet class." He said, putting his arm over my shoulder.

I jumped, "Oh you're right!" I pushed Chat's arm off of me and ran up the stairs, out of Club Miraculous.

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Now back in normal ballet clothes, I ran out of the girls bathroom and towards the classroom. I was an hour late. I reached for the doorknob, but another hand ran into mine. I looked up.

Adrien!

"S-sorry Adrien!" I stammered.

"No worries," he replied with a smile, he turned the doorknob and held the door open for me, "After you."

I smiled awkwardly and walked into the classroom. I apologized to Ms. Bustier for being late, and promised it would never happen again (though it probably would).

I was just going to my place at barre when the door opened again. Alya walked in.

"Alya!" I screamed in delight.

"Get out!" Chloé screamed, "I got you kicked out for two weeks remember?" she said, putting her hands on her hips. Sabrina matched her pose.

"Your father's demands are null and void," Alya said, crossing her arms, "I have a special note."

Alya walked over to Ms. Bustier and handed her a purple envelope.

The teacher opened it up and read the letter inside, "Alya is welcome in our class." She stated simply.

"What?!" Chloé exclaimed. She stomped over to the teacher and pulled the note out of her hands. She gasped when she read it, "You got an exception from-"

"The owner of les papillons de danse studio chain? Yes. Yes I did." Alya said, crossing her arms.

Alya walked over to the barre and stood next to me.

"I'm sorry I didn't help you Alya. I just didn't want to get in trouble." I said, "Can you forgive me?"

"You were right the whole time Marinette," Alya said, "And I didn't find out their identities anyway. You were right," She smiled and held her arms out, "Hug it out?" She asked.

I hugged her tightly. "Lets never fight again." I let go, "But how did you get the owner of the chain to let you back in?"

"There's a guy named Hawkmoth-"

Ms. Bustier snapped her fingers, "Alright alright lets dance! Five six seven eight!"