I fancied doing a modern AU, and the weirdest idea came into my head. Read this story, if you dare...
You know your life's taken a dive in the deep end, when an old Lady is going faster than you. Bent double, she zooms down the street on a mobility scooter.
Astrid Hofferson was a typical flunk student. Grades hardly ever above an F, attendence below 20%, and an attitude to rival a Dragon with toothache. Nobody expected Astrid to achieve anything. Neither did Astrid, really.
The old Lady was the final straw. I mean, seriously? A scooter?
Astrid's day had been, well, rubbish. Snotlout, a fellow truant, had tried to flirt with her, the twins had offered her drugs, and Fishlegs still had not left the house due to his "mystery" illness. Most probably laziness, or Heather. Same thing, really.
Still, anything was better than school. Being trapped, caged, unable to fly. Astrid hated it. Whatever anyone said, no matter how annoying her friends got, she was not going back. Not after Dagur.
Astrid, the typical flunk stufdent did not expect much of her life. Walking down the street, she kicked a coke bottle out of her way.
Astrid never expected the coke botttle to scream.