Kingdom of Salt - A IIJeriichoII Fan-Fiction

New Beginnings

*Zaraya's POV*

I hate it here. The guys are jerks and the girls are sluts.

I want to go home.

I walk out of the house, sighing. My first day of school, and my mom won't even drive me. Great. I pop my ear buds into my ears before drowning out the cars with the sound of Patrick Stump's voice in Rat a Tat.

Are you ready for another bad poem?

Why yes, Patrick. Yes I am. Shoot it at me.

One more off key anthem

Let your teeth sink in

Remember me as I was not as I am

And I said "I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead,"

Patrick, that was horrible. But I won't say that. Because I love you. My phone does a skip out of nowhere, before playing Saturday.

I'm good to go

And I'm going nowhere fast

If only, Patrick. I walk down the street, seeing the school appear on the horizon. It was the stereotypical high school, classes within one building, tables outside for people to eat lunch and probably hangout at before and after school. People were flocked everywhere. I walk up the stairs and into the building. Lockers were lined down the hallway, people at every other one. I walk to the door that has 'OFFICE' clearly written on the door. I open the door, but stop.

"PRINCIPAL TENNANT!"

"What is it, Mr. Boner?"

"I DON'T WANT TO BE IN FRENCH!"

"Spanish was full, Mr. Boner. We had to put you in French."

"WELL SWITCH ME OUT!"

"We can't now, Mr. Boner."

"Fine." He pushes past me, knocking me down to the ground. "Watch where you're going."

"Let me help you. Mr. Boner was upset." The apparent principal reaches out to help me up, as I gladly take his hand.

"Thank you."

"You must be Zaraya Volkov." Yep. Its me. My grandpa's Russian and I'm stuck with the name.

"That's me."

"Here's your schedule." He hands me two papers. "There's a map in there too. So you don't get lost."

"Thank you." I walk out of the office, looking down at the schedule. French is first. Let's hope we don't get stuck with 'Mr. Boner'. I walk down the hallway, finding the room with 'FRANCAIS' written in colorful markers. I walk into the class, seeing the teacher in the front of the room. "Bonjour?"

"BONJOUR! Quel est votre nom?" ((What is your name?))

"Je m'appelle Zaraya." ((My name is Zaraya))

"Ooh! Elle parle francais!" ((She speaks French!"

"Oui." She hands me a worksheet. Easy A. I took about half a year of it at my old school before I had to move here. I look around the room, seeing all strange faces. And Mr. Boner. Perfect.

"You can sit by Tucker. Tucker, raise your hand." Who's Tucker? Then Mr. Boner raises his hand. Great. Perfect. Fuck my life.

"Thanks." I walk over to him, sitting down before sighing. I pop in a headphone, switching it from Saturday to something calmer: Nothing Without Love by Nate Ruess.

I am nothing without love...

That's true, Nate. I fill out the worksheet, something simple like conjugating the verb aimer (to like).

"Zaraya, use a sentence with the verb aimer."

"J'aime écouter de la musique rock." ((I like listening to rock music))

She only widens her eyes. "Already way above the other kids." She looks over at Tucker next to me, who's still struggling with the first one. "Tucker, you should be more like Zaraya."

He only looks at me before sighing. "At least I'm not a show off."

I only look down before sending a text message to my friend, Romani. I had to leave her behind when I moved here to Maryland.

Me: ROMANIIIII

Me: I hate it here

Me: This kids being a dick

Me: Only thing keeping me from punching him is Ruess and You

Romani: Calm down love

Romani: Whats his name?

Me: Tucker

I manage to catch an off-guard picture of him before sending it to her.

Romani: He's hot :3

Me: Are you crazy?

Romani: For you

The bell rings before I stand up, hearing a voice in my ear. "Don't ruin my kingdom."

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AND THIS BEGINS! "Kingdom of Salt" was given by deaththekid1222. Thank you!

I AM GOING TO HAVE FUN WITH THIS :3

FRENCH, RUSSIAN LAST NAMES AND GUEST APPEARANCES WHAAAAAAAT

I put translations to the french in parenthesis :D

I put in 'New Perspective' by Panic! to use as reference. This school is similar :D

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