Author's note: Hello everyone, my name is Jackie and this is the first fanfiction I've written in a long time. I'm in love with Miraculous Ladybug and while I love the main ship(s) of the series I've recently become absolutely obsessed with the Heartrate ship. I love the possibilities with these two dorks and the fact that there is only one fanfic out there of these two makes me sad so I decided to fix the problem. Anyway hope you enjoy~
First it was Ariel.
I can remember it clearly. I was terrified out of my goddamn mind. I was eight years old and my dad had just gotten a great new job at the famous Louvre Museum and of course I was happy for him. I was not however happy about the move from our small town home to the city of Paris.
Sure, Paris is great. There were a lot of areas I could skate around, lots of cool things to see, and always something new to do. However, when you live in the fashion capital of the world and you consider yourself a tomboy, naturally you may feel out of place. And I did. Walking down the street with my older brother I saw dozens of other little girls my age, all wearing cute and frilly little dresses or skirts. I was wearing my torn up shorts I used for skating and a t-shirt I pulled from my not yet unpacked suitcase. Needless to say, I felt rather out of place.
Anyway back to my story, as I said; I was terrified. It was my first day at my new school. I heard from Dad that the there were some rich people who would be in my class. One of them being the daughter of the mayor of Paris. I don't know why he thought THAT would make me feel any less nervous. As we pulled up to my new school I saw a bunch of kids running into the school together. Everyone seemed to have a group, no one was just by themselves. Yup, definitely was nervous. Dad gave me the whole "behave yourself and try to make friends" speech before I got out of the car and walked what seemed to be a hundred miles to my classroom.
Everyone was already in their seats; talking to their friends and laughing. No one noticed me as I walked in and sat down as far back as I could. I slunk down into my seat as much as I could. It felt as if all eyes were on me; even when no one was even looking at me to begin with.
I looked at the clock. Ten minutes until class started. After five minutes (though it felt more like an hour), a girl with an annoyingly whiny voice and blonde hair decided to point me out to the entire class.
"Hey! You've never been here before! Who are you?" After said annoying blonde girl spoke all eyes were on me (for real this time). I felt like I was going to throw up.
"Um, I'm Alix. I just moved here." I tried to sound sure of myself, but I'm pretty sure I just ended up sounding pitiful. However, some of the kids smiled and greeted me back. Asking where I moved from, telling me their names; all that kind of stuff. Then the annoying girl spoke up again.
"Why are you wearing boy's clothes? Aren't you a girl?" Everyone got silent and looked at me questioningly. I looked around and like before on the street, I noticed the majority of them were wearing dresses. Even the few wearing shorts were wearing pink and purple. Girly colors compared to my black and green shorts.
"Yes I'm a girl, But I like to wear these clothes, they're easier to move around in." I was blushing now. I could feel it. Some of the kids were looking around at each other, most of them looking confused.
"That's stupid! You're a girl and should dress like one. If you don't you're just going to look like an idiot the rest of your life!" The annoying girl and her friend started to laugh loudly. I looked around to the other kids for help, but they all looked away. I sunk down into my chair, tears pricking at my eyes. Just then the teacher walked in and everyone sat down at their desks. I introduced myself again, quieter than before, trying to ignoring the snickering coming from a few rows in front of me, and then class begun.
Needless to say the rest of the day was no better. I learned that the annoying girl was named Chloe, and her friend was Sabrina. I didn't like them. Lunch with my brother was ok, but he kept asking about school. After the fifth time of me not answering him I think he got the idea that I didn't want to talk about it. After school, I sat on a bench in the small play area next to the school. I had my roller skates on, but I didn't really feel like skating today.
Just as I was beginning to think about skating home someone sat next to me. I looked over to see a boy from my class, I think his name was Kim? He was pretty short compared to everyone else in the class, but from what I saw in gym class he was fast. Oh, and loud. He was very loud.
"Hey new kid! Sorry about what Chloe said in class. She's always like that. I don't think she really pays attention to what she says. You know, my mom always says 'Think before you speak' and I don't think Chloe ever learned that rule…" He continued to ramble on for a while. I wasn't really paying attention much. I heard him say something about his mom being late to pick him up, so I assumed he was only talking to me out of boredom. As he spoke I did however notice something kind of off…
"Hey," he stopped talking when I spoke up, "you keep just calling me 'new kid', what? Do you not remember my name?" I felt my usual sass coming through. It was the first time all day. His face got slightly red and I knew I was right.
"Well...I know it starts with an A! Um….Ariel?" Ariel. He thought my name was Ariel.
"You think I'm named after a Disney Princess?" This guy was an absolute idiot.
"Well, why not? You have red-ish hair like her, and you could be a princess too!" He gave this big grin like he was some kind of genius. My face grew red; from anger or embarrassment I don't know. Though if you asked I'd probably tell you anger. So, since I was angry, I punched him in the arm. I could tell he was shocked by how much it hurt.
"I am NOT, a princess. And I don't want to be either." I got up and started skating home. I heard him laughing from behind me, and I'll admit, I smiled a little bit when I heard him laugh.
For the next four years of my life, Kim would call me by either Ariel, or New Kid. Both of which were equally annoying.
That first day of school all those years ago are what started the many years of annoying nicknames. All of them, courtesy of the loud mouth idiot, Kim.
Thank you for reading. There will be more chapters to come although I'm not sure when I'm going to post the next chapter. You can also find the story on my tumblr account under my writing tag: tagged/underland-writings
