Drama Queens

A Fresh Start

Rated M
Modern Royalty AU
Words: 8128

A/N
Omg hi guys. This is about to be crazy.

Mind desc
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A Twitter blog post from an account following Jinx Kiramman, called the 'Loose Cannon'. A picture of Jinx looking dreadful in her new school uniform standing next to Casandra, the Queen of England, who has her hand on her shoulder.

| Yesterday, Her Majesty the Queen Casandra announced that along with many other royals, she would be enrolling Jinx in the world renowned Scottish secondary school, Piltover for her third year.
Since her announcement this morning, the internet has blown up with predictions for the chaos she will cause, but only time will tell what she'll do.

As of now we are waiting for further updates when the school year begins next week. Follow to get quick updates on everything Jinx Kiramman! |

  > Theroyalturd: she's totally gonna burn it down
         >cannedpinacolda: shut up

>Jinxmalewife12: People need to have more faith in her
          >wovenpc: I think it's impossible for her to not do something
                    >cannedpinacolda: no

>saltedplastic: What if she brings a weapon :(
        >cannedpinacolda: it's Europe dumbass
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    Jinx chuckled to herself scrolling through the comments. It was a long car ride to Scotland from London and she really did not feel like speaking to Cassandra's driver, Albert. He was nice, but she wanted to seem more upset than she was so maybe he'd tell Cassandra and help get it into her head that Jinx did not want to go.

    She was doing just fine in that tiny private school where she didn't have to deal with anyone, but apparently she had to start taking on her role as the Crown Princesses in law.
Really, Jinx didn't even get why she had to be a part of things. It was her sisters marriage, not hers. She could be back in New York, with her real friends, not having to worry about any 'royal duties'.

But here she was anyways.
In a protected limo that had more gadgets than a house should,  reading comments about her on a blog about her, on her way to Piltover secondary. About to meet just about every other royal her age, along with uber rich kids and the extremely gifted.

She didn't really know anyone yet. She knew their names, where they were from, who did what. Caitlyn had made sure she did. But the only person she had actually spoken to before was Ezreal Hallam. She wasn't really friends with him, just aquatinted. They'd had to sit next to each other during a party neither of them wanted to be at, they'd barley exchanged words.
But it was better than nothing. He seemed a little awkward but decent enough, especially considering he silently endured Jinx throwing grapes at him.

    She doubted she would, but she hoped she'd get along with at least a couple of people. They were probably all stuck up, born rich, brats, who wouldn't be able to stand Jinx. She already knew how many parties that had been held with almost everyone going to the school, that she only knew about through the internet.
It wasn't her thing anyways.

  
         Of course she was anxious about going to Piltover. She covered it up as best she could, but she was totally anxious about it. Not just the not knowing any of the privileged assholes, but grades, living, and not getting executed. She was pretty sure they could execute her if they hated her enough.
   She wouldn't stop her usual behaviour to keep them from hating her of course. But she'd be living in the same hall as a lot of girls that would more likely hate her than not.

As for grades, if a bunch of dumb royals who had no real inertest in anything other than money and power, she could pass too. She is as probably going to be the smartest one there.
It still somehow worried her.