Kingdom of Salt - A IIJeriichoII Fan-Fiction

Revelation

*Zaraya's POV*

As I sat in my next hour - world history- I thought about Tucker's words.

"Don't ruin my kingdom."

What kingdom? How would I ruin it?

Why me?

I was the new girl, yeah, but why would I ruin anything?

We were watching a video on feudalism in Europe. Rulers fought for their kingdoms against people they thought threatened to take it away.

Was that what Tucker thought? He was a feudal lord or some shit? Some kind of alpha male?

Whatever.

The bell rang again, signaling time for lunch.

I walked out of the class and into the lunch area. People were scattered everywhere, but there was still an empty area away from the others. I walked over to it, sitting down and popping in my ear buds, pushing shuffle.

"Check yes Juliet, are you with me?"

I'm with you, Travis. Go on.

"Rain is falling down on the sidewalk"

No it isn't...bad day?

I close my eyes for a split second before sensing someone walk up to me. I open them quickly, seeing 3 pairs of feet in front of me. Glancing up, I see Tucker and two other guys. One had blue hair and brown facial hair, wearing a shirt with a lion and jeans. Good matching, kid. The other had short brown hair and a lopsided smile, wearing green shorts and a black shirt. Tucker's lips move in a sentence, but I can't hear him.

"You know I can't hear you, right?" I take out one earbud. Sorry, Travis.

"I said, look at poor Zaraya all alone. Poorvrey filly." He tries to say 'Pauvre fille' (Poor Girl), but butchers it. Horribly.

"I'd rather be alone than with you poor excuses for men."

The blue haired one makes a face. "I could show you that I'm a man..."

"And...you are?"

"Tom Syndicate, you?"

"YOUR NAME ISN'T SYNDICATE! IT'S FUCKING CASSELL!" The other one says, smacking Tom on the head. Tom makes a yelp before the other smiles at me. "Jordan Maron. Nice to meet ya."

"Jordan! We're not here to be nice! Tom! We're not here to fuck her either! We're here to make fun of her!"

"Excuse me for trying to be a nice guy!" Jordan yells before a small, brunette girl walks up to him. She's gorgeous, of course.

"Whats going on Spark? Why are you yelling?"

"Tucker's being a douche again." He says to her as another girl and a guy attract my attention. The girl's gorgeous too, with brunette hair and a 'I like butts' shirt. The guy has shaggy brown hair and a 'Imma Wizard' shirt. He's hot. I quickly rush over there, sitting down next to the guy.

"Hi..."

"Hey. I saw you over there with Tucker and thought he was being a dick. Name's Sonja Reid."

"James Hayes." The guy says, kissing my hand. My chest does little fluttery things...weird.

"Declan Pitts. You can call me Dec." A ginger kid says, who was sitting next to Sonja.

"Zaraya. Zaraya Volkov."

*Tucker's POV - That Night*

Fuck me.

One day. One fucking day and I've already lost it.

Zaraya.

I ruled the school. Everyone knew their places.

And I was forced into French. And Zaraya popped up.

Now, Jordan and Tom are pining after this girl.

And I'm not sure wether or not I'm okay with it.

I lay in my bed, clad only in a pair of green shorts I stole from Jordan, unable to get the picture of Zaraya out of my head. Her black hair...green eyes...pale white skin. Her voice radiating French. Her little snarky remarks.

This isn't love.

But it is something.

*Zaraya's POV*

I lay in bed, phone beeping.

Romani: Zaraya

Romani: Zarayaaaaa

Romani: Did you talk to Tucker

Romani: DID YOU TALK TO TUCKER

Romani: DID YOU TALK TO TUCKA

I looked at the off-guard photo I took at him, smiling a small smile. He had floppy light brown hair, brown eyes and a snarky attitude I hate.

But I can't get out of my head.

Fucking Tucker.

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And thus, many references and chapter 2.

I wrote this out on paper and it took like 5 pages ;-;

I DYED MY HAIR BLACK AND IT STAINED THE SHOWER XD

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