A Highschool Story

by InvisibleGeek

Hiccup isn't exactly the most popular kid in his Highschool, his only friend answers to fishlegs, and his father isn't around very often. When he is assigned to tutor carefree Jack Frost his week takes a wild spin and Hiccup learns that his life is capable of containing so much more than school, charcoal pencils, and sketch pads. Big four included! *On Hold*

1. Chapter 1

BeepBeep!

Hiccup awoke to the sound of his alarm destroying the tranquility that slumber brought with its silence. Groaning he turned off the alarm and looked through squinted eyes at the time.

7:45

"Da da da!" He muttered sarcastically. With a jolt that seemed surreal to the still half asleep teenager, Hiccup jumped up and began searching through his drawers for some pants. He chose a clean pair of jeans and pulled a shirt off a hanger in the closet. After putting on his shoes, he slung his book bag over his shoulder and ran down the stairs.

His father was in the kitchen, or had been. An unread newspaper sat on the table on top of a mess of dirty dishes. Hiccup paused long enough in his hurry to look at the mess. "A sock?" He mumbled with half lidded eyes, lifting up the foul object. It was just like his father to make a mess. Shaking his head he grabbed an apple from the mess and left the house.

Outside, he was greeted by a brisk, biting, breeze that ruined the sunny morning. He shivered then jogged across the street. Hiccup knocked on his neighbor's dark green door and yelled,"Fishlegs! Come on!" The overweight blond boy opened up the door and said cheerily,"Hi Hiccup!" They spent the short walk to school with Fishlegs in detail describing the anatomy of his pet bull frog. "Yeah and after he eats-" "um, Fishlegs?" The blonde boy stopped his rant,"yeah?" "I don't really care about Gronckle.." Fishlegs quieted down after that, and before Hiccup was able to apologize for his brutal honesty, they got to school.

Fishlegs hurried to his class and Hiccup sighed and went to his first hour. He managed to make it through biology without falling asleep on his desk and pushed through geometry.

At the end of fifth hour, his teacher called him over. "Yes Mr. Belch?" Hiccup inquired. The heavily built teacher gestured at the student with his prosthetic hand. "I need you to tutor a student for the exams coming up, do you mind?" In his head, Hiccup said,'of course I mind!' Out loud, he said,"no sir, who is the student?" The teacher looked back at his monitor and said,"Jackson Overland Frost. He has a failing grade, and his father told me to get him a tutor." Hiccup nodded and Mr. Belch gave him his tutoring schedule.

He then left the room and proceeded to his last class. Art. He pulled out his project, a charcoal illustration of a dragon breathing fire and sat down. He began shading the membrane of the dragon's wing, making it look more transparent and with delicate veins interlacing it. As he did that, a group of rambunctious boys ran past him, pushing his arm off the edge of the table.

Hiccup was dimly aware of the teacher scolding the boys at the front of the room. However, the only thing his green eyes took in was the thick black line going across the paper, scaring his artwork. The mounting tears that were forming at the loss of the little control he had in his life was replaced with a wall of anger. He looked up at the boys in the front of the classroom.
They were jocks, and he could name a few. Aster, who was commonly referred to as Bunny, and Jonah Jorgenson, more commonly known as Snotlout. Hiccup grit his teeth and snapped his charcoal pencil.

All his anger flew away when he realized what he did. The boy put his head in his hands and sighed. This was not turning out to be a good day.

That was his last charcoal pencil and he couldn't afford to by any others. His father was rich, sure enough, but he didn't let Hiccup use any of the money, instead saying,"when you get the fortune someday, I want you to be responsible for the money. Not spending it on arts and crafts."

The bell rang, and Hiccup put his project away where it couldn't be seen. He looked at the schedule, and saw that it said after school with today's date on it. Hiccup went to the library, the designated meeting place, and waited.

You guys can decide on two things for me ok!

1) how Jack looks(and whether he has his powers or not)
2) what class Hiccup will be tutoring Jack in.

If you have any questions ask. I don't know if I will continue this story, but I might not if I don't get some feedback(because I won't know what to do!) thank you for reading!