The First Day

*Author Note: Finally an update, it's about time too. Last day of summer for me so, why not one more post before school and shit being dropped on me so I cannot write my Fanfics. Therefore updates will be slow, but I will try to update this one on a monthly basis. I told you guys I would write when I got back from band camp, but I lost my notebook and I have to rethink of what I wrote. Sorry!

As for this story, the nations have the ability to change their age whenever they want. (SPOILIER! that is why Ivan is a little kid) FINALLY THE COVER IS UP WHOO! ( I have been meaning to be done since May,then I finally put it on my computer and the colors did not show. Therefore I used paint and without a tablet it sucks. Please bear with me.)

Thank yous for LeonaJay wait a minute... You're reading my story? (I just started reading some of her stories and love them) Anyways thank you for the comment, fav, and alert, You get three cookies for doing all three! Bluedragon2000 and Murphdog98 for the Alert and Fav., two cookies each. Finally KaylaMoxley for the alert, cookie!

However the Christmas holiday had finally ended and then began Violetta's first day of school. Her mother made a delicious breakfast of some cornettos and drives her to the elementary school. Well today's the day Violetta thinks as she slowly gets out of the car and walks up the school. Maybe I should study more before I start school. What if I speak Italian instead of Russia? She begins to worry and turns back to the car to tell mother that she was not ready. However the car is already gone. Oh well, here I go. She encourages herself to continue herself into the establishment. As she walks into the school, she sees all of the children conversing, playing, and trying to get to class. Hmm… This is not too different than from school in Naples. Now Mamma said to go to the office. What was the word for office again?... oh yeah it's офис. Oh dear Dio help me! She starts her quest to find the office. However after searching for a sign that says: офис, Violetta cannot find it on her own and is lost within her new environment. Maybe I can ask someone for directions. Aright, привет, вы можете мне помочь найти офис? 1 She thinks constantly inside of her head until she finally sees a group of girls, who seem like they would be nice enough to help her. As she gathers up the courage to walk over the girls, her palms start to sweat, a lump of nervousness forms in her throat and frantically goes over her practiced phrase. Finally she get up to the girls and instead of привет 2 coming out of her mouth, she accidentally says Ciao. She immediately covers her mouth, looks down at the floor, and tears start to swell in her eyes. The trio of Russian girls stares at Violetta wondering what she said and why she seemed upset. Meanwhile, in Violetta's mind, she is mentally punishing herself for speaking Italian. How can I be so stupid! They probably think I am some sort of freak or can't speak properly! She looks up at the girls staring at her mild breakdown, which the glares hurt Violetta even more. Now she cannot stop the tears from rolling down her face. My nightmare is coming true! I have to leave before they start to tease and throw things at me! She finally gains enough strength to run away from the group to the girl's restroom. Luckily she runs into the correct bathroom even with watery eyes.

She runs into an empty stall and begins to bawl her eyes out. Why can't I appear normal? Why can't I learn Russian after six months of heavy practice and learning? Why can't I move back to Naples where I can talk normally and be with my friends? Those girls are probably making fun of me and spreading rumors that I am unintelligent and a freak. She tells herself as she cries in the bathroom.

Then she hears someone coming into the bathroom saying, "Эй ты в порядке? 3" Violetta peaks out of the stall to see one of the girls from the group in the hallway talking to her. She had short dark brown hair and brown eyes and freckles that made her smile even brighter. Immediately she uses her feet to close the door.

"Я вижу вас, и если вы собираетесь смеяться надо мной, то вы могли бы также оставить. 4" she says in perfect Russian. Oh now I can speak Russian, but not back there where it counted.

"Make fun of you? Why would I make fun of you?" she responds with a hint of confusion in her voice.

"Because I spoke Italian to you and now you think I am a freak." She reveals.

"You can speak two languages? That's so cool! I always wanted to know more than one language. You will have to teach me it one day." the girl responses in awe of Violetta's knowledge of a different language. "Now come on out, school is going to start soon." Violeta peers once again this time coming out of the stall and followed the girl out to the hallway. "My name is Alisa, by the way. What's your name?"

"Violetta."

"Well Violetta, are you new here? Because I've never seen you here before." Violetta nodded as Alisa went on. She then sees her friends from before and starts to walk over to them, while Violetta didn't want to talk to them yet and stays by the bathroom. "Come on and meet them! If you're new then you must want a lot of friends and these ones don't bite!" she drags her toward the group. "Hey guys! This is Violetta she is new and she can speak another language." She yells at the group.

"Privet, I'm Nadezhda." A long-haired blonde with icy blue eyes welcomed.

"I'm Klementina" She had light brown hair with ember eyes.

"You said you speak Italian, right? Where did you live before?" Alisa asks trying to find out more about this foreigner.

"Naples, if you look at a map of Italy it is about half way between Rome and the western ankle part of the boot." ( AN: If that makes any sense) She elaborates.

"Do you need any help finding anything? I would be happy to help." Klementina promised.

"Actually I need to find the office before school starts. Can you help me find it?" Violetta admitted.

"Yes! Come with me, I'll show you where it is." Alisa squeaked as she dragged Violetta towards the office. "Well in you go!" Alisa announced as they finally get to the office. She slightly pushes Violetta through the door which surprised her and she almost fell into the one of the desks.

A young secretary with her blond hair in a bun sees her stumble in. "Hello dear, do you need anything?"

"Yes I am a new student and my mother told me to go to the office." Violetta shyly replies.

"Ahh, yes, you must be Violetta Curreri. I have been waiting for you." The secretary searched though a filing cabinet near her desk. "You are in Missis. Bokaryok's room, if you need any help I am sure Alisa would be more than happy to help you." She stated as she saw Alisa anxiously waiting for Violetta to come out. Violetta thanked the young miss and went out.

"So, whose room are you in?" Alisa pestered as soon as Violetta walked out of the door.

"Missis. Bokaryok." She responses, hoping that she or one of the other girls were in the same room.

"Oh you are in Klementa's class, I kind of figured that since your last names are close. Come on let's go back and find she before the bell rings at 9:00. You don't want to be late, especially on your first day!" Violetta takes a quick glimpse at the clock near the office. 8:40, they still had 20 minutes until the bell rang. Alisa once again grabs Violetta's arm and drags her off again.

The duo finally reaches the other two and Alisa yells, "Klementa, you are a lucky butt, you get to have Violetta in your classes."

"Well let's get to class so you can have your desk and cubby ready before class starts." They part and Klementa leads the way to the classroom. "Well here is Missis. Bokaryok's room." She states as she opens the door for Violetta to enter first. Violetta was temped at first. "Come on I'm sure she won't bite you!" she encourages. Sitting at the desk off to the side of the chalkboard was a young woman with her black hair in a bun reading a book. She looks at the door to see who requires her assistance.

"Ahh, Klementa, it is nice to see you here early. Who is your guess?" she peers over to see the shy girl hiding in the doorway.

"This is Violetta, she is a new student."

"Ohh, and you are showing her around. That is very nice of you. Violetta, I have been expecting you. I already marked you cubby and desk with your name." the teacher rises from her desk to give a tour of the room. She finishes with, "If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

"Большое спасибо, Missis. Bakaryok. 5" Then the bell rings and the other student start to filter into the classroom. As the later bell rings the children silence, Missis. Bakaryok then addresses the students.

"Welcome back everyone! I hope that you all have had a wonderful Christmas break. We have a new student with us today. Violetta, if you would, please stand and introduce yourself."

Violetta stands up, her hands begin to sweat and her knees start to buckle. She slowly walks up the front of the class, fear attacking her. She takes a deep breath and says, "Hello, I am Violetta Curreri. I moved here from Naples about six months ago and I love to draw." In perfect Russian. She heads back to her seat, a huge weight lifted off of her shoulders and a grin on her face. I did it! I spoke Russian to my classmate, without making a fool of myself!

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The rest of the morning and lunch went smoothly without much excitement. It was a surprisingly warm winter day and the children were allowed to play outside in the snow during recess. Violeta plays along with the group of girls, now her new friends.

"Hey guys let's play Gorelki!" Alisa says running to the playground. "I'll be the leader first!"

"What's Gorelki?" Violetta asks.

All of the other three girls look at her and respond in unison, "You've never played Gorelki in Italy?"

"I might have under a different name, explain it and then I will know how to play."

"Alright it's pretty easy." Nadezhda starts to explain. "The leader stands ahead of the pillar and keeps the shawl in the hand on the head. Then everyone else says:
Gori, gori maslo
Gori, gori yasno
Chtobi ne pogaslo.
Glyan na nebo
Ptichki letyat!
After words "Ptichki letyat" we run onward, and whoever is the first will take the shawl, that will get up with leader ahead of the pillar, but the latest will be lose."

"Oh so it a cross between Regina, Regina Bella and Fazzoletto Peo Peo, I can do this." Violetta responds but the other three look at her, having no idea what the hell she was talking about. They nood, and with that they begin to play the game. After a few rounds Violetta notices a boy, a cream colored scarf covering his face, swinging lonely on the swings. She recognized him from a few of her classes and he seemed to be shy and reserved. "Hey Alisa, why don't we invite that boy over there to come play with us?" she asks. The group once gain stare at her with weird looks.

Finally Klementina speaks up, "That's Ivan Braginski. He and his whole family are weird."

"Weird how?"

"For starters his sisters, one older and the one other is younger and they both cling to him, especially the younger one." Klementina said with caution

"His parents are hardly ever around and he is gone for long periods of time." adds Nadezhda.

"He always has this look that he wants to kill you!" Alisa sputtered.

"Oh come on! Those are just rumors! I'm sure he can't be that bad." She declared as she walked over to the lonely boy. "Hello my name is Violetta. Do you want to come and play with me?" she asks letting out a hand for him to grab and a nice warm smile.

Her smile reminds me of Felicano, I wonder if she is Italian. She is definitely new to this area or her friends did not frighten her enough with their stories. "Da." He says as he grabs her hand. Immediately Ivan feels himself being dragged the small girl. They finally stop in a small area with no one around and she drops to the ground. "Violetta, are you alright?" he asks hoping she was not hurt.

"Yes of course I'm fine!" She comments as she starts to move her arms and legs back and forth. 'I'm making snow angels! Join me!" Ivan gets down on his back and joins Violetta in making an army of snow angels. They continue to play and have fun in the freshly made snow until they see the other children going back into the school. "Hey do you want to come to my house after school and play in the snow again?" she asks as Ivan helps her up from the snow fort that they built.

"Da, I think I will be able to." Ivan responds immediately.

Worry fills Violetta's head. Geesh they weren't kidding when they said that his parents were not around. "Well ask before so you will not get in trouble. Meet me at the office at the end of the day, and tell me if you can." They both walk into the school and take their separate ways.

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Violetta waited patiently for Ivan at their meeting place and takes a seat at one of the benches. Not even after a few minutes of waiting, she sees him running towards her.

"So what did your parents say?" she questions as she stands up from the bench.

"They said that I could stay until dinner." Ivan responds.

"Come on then, we only have two hours to play and my mom is probably worried that I have not gone outside yet." She once again grabs Ivan's hand and leads him though the crowds of teachers, children, and parents to the car.

"Hello Violetta!" Her mother welcomes her. "I see that you had fun today and made a new friend."

"Mamma, can Ivan come over to play until dinner?" she pleads.

"Of course dear! Will you need a ride home Ivan?"

No, Missis. My sister will come to pick me up." He responds as he enters the car.

They play in the snow again for an hour and then go inside to warm up with hot chocolate, a fire burning in the fireplace, and cartoons. Their peacefulness is interrupted by a loud pounding at the door. Instantly Ivan jumps up from the couch and hides under a blanket.

"Ivan that was just someone at the door." She tries to coax him out of his hiding.

"I know that knock." Ivan whimpers. "It is.."

He is interrupted by Mamma shouting for Ivan. "Ivan, dear your sister is here to pick you up." He then runs to find a new hiding spot from his sister, with the blanket still draping his body. Violetta lets out a small giggle; he looked like a small ghost or a blanket pile running through the house.

However his attempt from hiding does not work in his favor. He ends up running right into his sister. She was wearing a navy blue dress with a blue and white stripped apron around her waist. Her platinum blond hair was complemented by a navy blue ribbon tied into a bow.

"Aww Brother I could not find you today. I thought you ran away!" she scoops up Ivan in a big hug and shakes him back and forth in this embrace. "Don't you ever scare me that much ever again. Thank you for keeping him here and not on the streets." She then carries Ivan out and places him in the car. As they wave good bye and leave the driveway, Natalya changes moods and Ivan changes back to his normal form. "Why the hell didn't you go to the meeting today?!"

"I didn't want to. I wanted to relax and have no responsibilities."

"That does not mean that you can attend an ordinary elementary school and become friends with a moral. What if she did or will find out about you? You have to stop with these childish activities! You are the personification of Russia, you can just regress to a child and blow off things! You know how mad your boss would be!"

She continues to rant, but Ivan hardly pays attention. He lets his mind wonder. I don't care what Natalya or anyone has to say. I love being little, it gives me somewhat of a normal childhood. And Violetta brings so much happiness and joy into my cold life. I'll keep going to school and no one will stop me.

1. привет, вы можете мне помочь найти офис: Hello can you help me find the office?

2. Привет: hello

3. Эй ты в порядке: Hey are you alright?

4. Я вижу вас, и если вы собираетесь смеяться надо мной, то вы могли бы также оставить.: I see you and if you are going to make fun of me then you might as well leave.

5. Большое спасибо: Thank you, very much