[Jack]

First day of school, correction, first day of junior year high school ( also officially known as hell), at a new school where you don't know anyone. How hard can it be right? Jack thought to himself as he stared at the big bold letters reading Grimm High School. Hopefully the experience wasn't as bad as the name. Bag on his shoulder he walked through the doors and waited for the stares, but they never came. No-one looked at him funny for having silver hair, the only comment he got was "Get out of the way! You're blocking the door!" Everyone here was a freak in some way shape or form. As he walked in to the common area, things were looking up… until they literally weren't. Two steps in his face become very well acquainted with the floor.

"Oh, my bad." Said a red head sarcastically smirking, next to him stood two tawny haired pudgy dudes, probably this high school's version of a gang, but the way they were standing they looked more like a hot dog.

" Hey I've never seen you around before." The boy said staring down at him shoving his hands in his pockets. Jack picked himself up and replied, "I'd be surprised if you had, I'm new."

"Oh" a sadistic glint flashed over the boy's eyes which just made Jack angry more than anything else. Who did this Bozo think he was? But the boy kept talking

"Then we should give him a proper welcome shouldn't we boys? Why don't we find out what his talent is?"

"Your grave" Jack said simply shrugging, not at all intimidated by this red headed twerp.

"Leave him alone Hans," The gang turned to reveal a boy with dark brown hair and green eyes standing behind them.

"Or what? You'll send your pet to eat me?"

"Great, we're on the same page," the other boy replied.

"Hans is it?" Jack said cutting in, " I'd really love to sit here and chat, honestly I would, but I have to go meet my new best friend here. Don't you have a lucky charms commercial to shoot or something?"

At that Hans attempted to come at him, Attempted because he couldn't move if he'd wanted to, his feet were frozen to the ground.

"What the hell!" Hans cried looking at his feet.

"You wanted to know my talents, now you know half. I'll leave the other bit a mystery, thats for the second date hotshot," he said winking at the redhead as he passed Hans and his crew. "You'll regret this!" Hans shouted.

"Oh I'm sure I will," Jack called back sarcastically before walking away with the dark haired boy. " Didn't catch your name" Jack said to him.

"Hiccup"

"Interesting name."

"Interesting hair."

"Touche"

"Yours?"

"Jack Frost."

"Nice to meet you Jack, hope Hans didn't make you too anxious about going here."

"Oh I'm truly excited to be dry freezing his stuff every day."

"Hah, well let me introduce you to a few people who will make this place a little less like hell."

Hiccup led Jack to a small table in the corner of the common area. "Hey guys, this is Jack, he's new…"

"Hi! I'm Ana" a red haired bright girl said cutting off Hiccup, looking at Jack utterly excited. "Oh My Gosh your hair is so cool, whats your talent? How are you liking school so far?"

"Umm…. 5 out of 10 on the welcoming ceremony" he replied wide eyed.

"He ran in to Hans on his way in," Hiccup explained, Anna immediately scrunched up her nose in dislike, and the larger blond boy, presumably her boyfriend since they were holding hands, reached his hand out, "Any enemy of Hans is a friend of mine, Kristof, nice to meet you."

A girl ran up behind him an over sized sweatshirt and paint splattered jeans, she had a band-aid over her forehead, and a braid of thick blond hair that nearly brushed the floor. "Hi guys," she said a little out of breath.

"Hey Rapunzel, you're just in time to meet Jack, he's new here."

"Oh! I'm sorry, Hi, I'm Rapunzel."

"Jack, but you already knew that," he replied.

"Are you okay?" Hiccup asked her gesturing to her forehead. Rapunzel looked up as if that would give her the ability to see it and slowly nodded, " Oh… yeah its nothing," she said shyly, pulling her braid over her shoulder and playing with it. Huh.. thats odd, Jack thought to himself but his thoughts didn't stay there long because in the corner of his eye he caught sight of hair almost as pale as his. He turned to see most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life, with giant blue eyes, platinum blonde hair, and not just that, there was something about her, this air of mystery surrounding her that intrigued him, but before he could ask Hiccup who she was, the bell rang. He looked down at his schedule and followed the numbers to home room for the start of the day. There the teacher, Mr. Milo, explained to him that each class would either be mixed or taught based on similar powers, or mixed for general lessons on other subjects. He was roughly handed several pamphlets and shoved off with an "Off you go!" As he was rushed out the door with the crowd. He managed to slip out of the sea of humans, and take a glance at his schedule. First block: History of Magic… was it to late to go back and let Hans kill him?

[Rapunzel]

Rapunzel sat in her AP art class with only 4 other people. Many of the best artists had graduated and continued interest seemed to be dwindling. Rapunzel loved her schedule, other than the basic biology and health classes she had to take because of the magic hair, her entire day consisted of art or astronomy, the two things she could lose herself in and forget about Gothel. The woman was her foster mother, restrictive, selfish, and slightly abusive. Rapunzel knew the only reason she even minority took care of her was for the money, and the added bonus and blackmail of magic hair.

" Attention class" her art teacher Mr. Rafiki called out to them. " I'm afraid I have to start the year off with bad news, not a great omen but it would be worse to have the bad news left unsaid spurring false hope. I know every year we go on a field trip to the Kingdoms art festival, but unfortunately it will not run this year."

No no no no no Rapunzel frantically panicked in her mind. She'd dreamed of the art festival since middle school, to be surrounded by music and colors and dancing and paint. To see the lanterns kiss the stars. And now it was gone, snatched away, like everything always was.

"Why?" She asked.

"Due to a new policy the school has made a rule that for any field trip to run you must have 10 students signed up to go. We just don't have the numbers to make it this year."

"Please Mr. Rafiki, isn't there any way we can work it out?" She asked, " maybe if we opened it up to more than just AP, to the lower level art students too…"

"I'm afraid I already proposed the idea, even so we only make it to 9," he said sighing, " the interest in art just isn't there any more, and the rest of the hooligans in the class are only there for their schedules. They have no interest in spending part of their vacation on a school art field trip."

"There must be some way,"

"I'm sorry, but unless we get to 10 my hands are tied."

"What if I find someone?" Mr. Rafiki smiled at her.

" I love your passion. If you can find someone I'd be more than happy to take you all. I wish you the best of luck."

As the bell rang Rapunzel slowly shuffled out of the classroom biting her lip. There had to be someone who was taking art that she could convince. Hiccup wasn't, neither were Anna and Kristof… maybe that new kid Jack would… suddenly someone bumped in to her shoulder but not before she realized what they were doing. As the boy passed her she felt a nudge on her shoulder and looked back to see one of her folders in his hand, the little pickpocket was trying to steal her art. "Hey!" She yelled at the boy and he began sprinting down the hall, so she did the only thing she could, she followed him. "Hey! Thats mine!" She shouted running after him. She slowed as she watched the boy look back and start to turn a corner when he rammed straight in to two burly seniors. The red headed twins. That was the only name she knew them by, and that was the only name she wanted to know them by, they had a reputation around the school, one that clears stated that you did not mess with them, clearly the their had not gotten that memo. She hid behind the far corner of the hallway and watched.

" Hey!" The thief said, " Did you guys get haircuts? You're really looking like new men."

"Whatchya got there," The one with the scarred eye asked. His brother grunted and piped in, " Yeah Rider, thought you could really get away after throwing us under the bus?"

"I'm hurt" the thief responded, " you think so little of me that I would turn you in?" The twins looked at each other unamused. The theif continued to spit out words, " Okay but one of us had to take one for the team, and since you're both basically the same person it sadly ended up being both of you, but trust me it was all part of the plan, it'll all blow over, but I feel terrible I really do."

"Well," the scarred twin replied, " you can start making it up now, I see you have our next art assignments there."

"… Of course… yes! This is for you! Completely intentional, I was just on my way to give it to you in fact!"

"Uh huh" the towering twins replied, " Just so you don't weasel out on us again" Rapunzel heard a squeal from the boy that she didn't even know was a sound men could make. She waited until the twins had left to sneak down the hall to see her thief hanging from the door of an empty classroom by his underwear.

"Enjoy the show Blondie?" The thief asked.

"My name is Rapunzel"

"Gesundheit" the boy replied bored, " so are you going to just stand there staring at me or is your morality going to take over or what?"

"You stole my sketchbook" she said. When she had followed him, what conversation she would have hadn't really come to mind until she realized she was going to have to say words to the boy hanging on the door.

" Well if you want it back, I don't have it, but you are more than welcome to try to get it yourself."

She wasn't really worried about that, she would get it back anyway. Mr. Rafiki could spot differences in art from a mile away, and after two years he knew her style. He'd recognize the theft in no time. This on the other hand was an opportunity however, one that she was not about to let up.

" Why did you take it?"

" Cause apparently a class as dumb as art had a summer assignment that stick figures were not going to cut."

Her brain buzzed with excitement, this was her chance. She was going to that festival.

"Well Mr…"

"Call me Flynn"

"Well Mr. Flynn, I'm going to offer you a deal."

"No"

She kept talking anyway, " Have you heard of the winter Valencian Art festival?"

"You mean the stupid paint thing at the capital every year?"

"I want you to sign up for the art field trip tot go to that festival."

"Yeah… no can do Blondie. I actually have a life and would not be caught spending any part of my winter break with a bunch of nerds on a school field trip for art of all things."

"Well I guess you'll have to keep drawing stick figures them," Rapunzel said smiling and slowly walking away.

"Huh?" She abruptly turned to him.

"If you sign up, not only will I get you down from the top of that door, but I will also do all of your art assignments for the next month. That is my deal."

"Let me get this straight, I sign up for this dumb art field trip, you'll get me down and do all my assignments for the next month?" She nodded.

"Make it the rest of the semester"

"Two months"

"Four months"

Two and a half, take it or leave it."

"No"

"Fine" she said walking away. He'd forgotten that part of the deal had been to get him down. For fertility's sake he shouted, "Wait! I'll do it! Two and a half months and I'll do it!"

"Really?!" She said eyes wide with excitement, but he really didn't have time for that.

"Yes! Now get me down." She grabbed a chair and pushed the cloth from the door frame "AHHHH" he fell to the floor, trying to catch his balance but eventually falling.

She cringed, "oops".

He lifted himself slowly, adjusting his clothing, " I expect you to hold up your end of the bargain Blondie, meet me in the back of the cafeteria with a piece every morning."

"Only if you sign up…"

"I will I will. Now get busy, I expect some A level material for my class this afternoon."

Rapunzel smiled to herself, things were starting to look up.

[Hiccup]

Hiccup sat in the shop, really most of his schedule led him here. He had gotten to the point where the teacher didn't even actually make him participate, instead he simply sat on the side working on his own projects. He was working on a new leg for himself, the school had just gotten a new 3D printer and he wanted to play with it for his newest design, if he got it right the motion of the ankle would be near identical to a humans and his movements would become far more fluid. That was what he was known for, kind of his unintentional talent other than his way with dragons. His leeway had given him the chance to build quite a blackmarket business within the school. If anyone needed something made or fixed, he was the one they turned to, and Mr. Tadashi was more than happy to look the other way as he worked on his "projects". So he wasn't all that surprised when he heard a clamor of wood on his table in front of him. Over his blueprints for his leg lay what looked like a broken bow.

"I need your help" said a voice with a thick Scottish accent, it could only be one person, Merida the archery legend. He'd heard rumors that there was some exchange student from Scotland who was the fiercest and most deadly accurate archer that ever lived. She gave him a hard stare, "Yer the dragon boy right?"

"That's me, and you know you could be polite,"

She rolled her eyes, "What're ya my mother? Listen I wont get in to the details but my bow's broken and I have a tournament in 3 months. I'll need it fast to break it in and I need the best arrows made to fit. I'll pay ya." She reached out her hand, " help me make it?"

Hiccup stared at her slightly overwhelmed, " um… yeah sure I guess" he said shaking her hand.

"Great, I'll be down every day same time to work on it,"

"Wait what?"

" Whatchya think? Can't have you messing it up, and every archer should know how to craft their own bow."

"Hang on I never agreed to teach you…"

"You shook on the fact that you'd help me make it, and thats exactly what you are going to so, see you tomorrow." And she was out the door before he could make any more objections. He stared at the broken bow on his table… this is not what he hd signed up for.