The snow had started lightly falling throughout the town, covering everything in a thin white blanket, giving the illusion of desolation. From a distance the town would seem abandoned, but up close, where you could see things a little clearer, you could see that the town was thriving with life. The town had no large supermarkets or expensive brand names around it. It was just a small town located on a small island, covered with rocky cliffs, dark forests, and dangerous looking waters. The animals had just as much trouble growing there as the plants, but the people, the people were an entire different story.
The people seemed to be able to overcome any obstacle that stood in their way. That was all except one, Hiccup. Everyone in the village seemed as though they could lift mountains if they put their minds to it, everyone except Hiccup. He seemed to fail at anything he tried. He thought that the worst days of his life had left him as he left primary school, but the heart clenching truth was that everything ad that had happened to him came back tenfold in high school. There was only one high school on the island, and as such he had to go there, with everyone that had tormented him throughout his life. He had always tried his hardest to fit in but it seemed that the harder he tried the more miserably he failed.
It was as if his own effort was pulling him down, making sure that he could never make any friends. He had dreamed of having friends, dreamed of laughing together and how they could work through any issue together. But he knew that those dreams were just childish fantasies. He knew that no one would ever want to be his friend. He walked down the main hallway of the high school, looking around at the lockers lined along the wall, and the small cabinets filled with trophies of the students achievements.
He looked up and noticed several banners placed throughout the hallway, welcoming the new students. He wandered what the point of them were, if he had to guess he would say that there wouldn't be over two hundred students in the entire school. There would only be twenty or so joining the school this year. He got caught up looking at the poster and walked straight into someone, he hurriedly tried to get up and apologize but was kicked to the floor before he had a chance.
He cried out as the force of hitting the ground pushed all of the air from him. He tried to move but he could barely breath, he clawed at the ground as he tried to inhale deeply but struggled to get even the smallest breath. The other student having looked down at him saw him struggling and decided to quickly hurry off in case something bad happened. After a few minutes of sitting against one of the walls Hiccup finally managed to regain his breathing and stood up and began to walk again.
He was used to this treatment and since the teachers thought of him the same way as the students he couldn't find comfort anywhere. His mother had died when he was only young, and his father saw no reason to live with such a nuisance so he had moved away. Hiccup had lived alone since then, forcing himself to go to school and be mentally tortured every day. He continued walking through the hallway with his head down as he caught himself in deep thought.
He heard footsteps coming towards him so he stepped to the side, only to find that there was another person there. He stumbled backwards and held his hands on top of his head, expecting to be hit. Much to his surprise though, when he looked up the person that he had run into had seemingly disappeared. He turned around quickly to try and see who it was but by the time he had turned around he could only see a foot being pulled around a corner. He wandered who it was that wouldn't have taken the chance to hit him, who could possibly not hate him on this forsaken island?
The thoughts swirled in his head but he was pulled out of them by a loud ringing. It was his first day and already he knew that he was going to be late. He walked as fast as he could towards his classroom, starting to lightly jog as he noticed that the hallways were already empty. When he got to the classroom he noticed that there was already talking behind the door and that he was late. He considered just going home and then returning to school the next day, but thought against it as he knew that he needed to be present on the first day of school.
He knocked on the door and heard hushed whispering on the other side as footsteps started coming towards him. When the door had opened the teacher had just looked down at him disapprovingly and told him to find his seat. As he walked along the classroom wall he was bombarded with insults from nearly everyone in the classroom. He quickly sat down when he had found an empty seat at the back of the classroom and pulled out his books and writing utensils.
He kept his head on the table most of the lesson and listened to the snickering in front of him as people told bad jokes about him. When the bell for class had finally ended he was quickly covered with paper balls that the other kids had thrown at him. He grabbed his stuff quickly and decided to go and find somewhere to sit that no one else was. He was walking around for about five minutes before he finally found a spot that looked deserted enough for him to sit at.
His hopes were shot down as he heard the quiet breathing of someone else nearby. Without even looking to see who it was he quickly turned around and started walking back the way he had come, while he was leaving he heard the sound of a backpack being picked up and decided that he should hurry up so that whoever it was wouldn't catch up to him. As he started to walk faster he heard the footsteps behind him speed up too, after hearing this he decided to break out into a full blown run.
When he started running he could hear the footsteps behind him becoming quicker and louder too and decided to try to hide from them. He quickly ran into the nearby boys toiled and locked himself in one of the cubicles. He had thought that he had escaped his pursuer, but he knew that he hadn't when the door slammed open and he heard someone enter. He put a hand over his mouth to try to quiet his breathing but found it nearly impossible.
His heart felt like it was beating so fast that it would tear a whole in his chest, that is if his pursuer didn't do it first. He listened to them walking in slowly and wondered if he should chance a peek above the door to see who it was. He quickly decided against it and pulled his feet up onto the toilet seat as well so that if someone were to check underneath the doors they wouldn't notice him. He could hear yelling and laughter outside explain that he had gone into the toilets, he tried to hold back tears as he heard a large group of people walk through the toilet door but couldn't seem to.
He was confused when he heard an unknown voice talk. "What do you want?" the unknown voice asked. The large group seemed to quiet down and explained to each other that it was a false alarm. He heard them all start to leave and felt himself start to calm down a little bit. He sniffed slightly and wiped the tears away from his eyes when he heard a slight humming outside his cubicle door. His eyes went wide and his heart seemed to stop altogether as he realised that there was still someone else in there with him.
He saw something slide under the door and wasn't sure how he should react. After looking at it for a few seconds he noticed that it was just a piece of folded up paper, and thinking that it was just some form of note saying that he was dead after school he decided to ignore it. He heard the bell go again and knew that he would have to skip his lunch today, otherwise he would be late to class again. He quickly picked up the note and stuffed it into his backpack.
He quickly hurried out of the toilet and headed towards his class where he was sure that he would be bullied again, although he knew that he wouldn't be punched because the teachers wouldn't allow it. Although most of the time when he was hurt the teachers just turned away and acted as though nothing had happened. He got to class before most of the other students and took his seat at the back of the room. He took the chance to look around the room before anyone else got there. He saw three other people there besides himself. He saw someone he knew as 'Fishlegs' but he would never call them that to their face, let alone talk to them.
Besides Fishlegs there was Astrid as well, Hiccup felt as though he owed her some great debt, because when she was nearby people seemed to notice him less often. And looking to his left, on the far side of the room he saw someone that he had never seen before, he squinted his eyes slightly as he tried to think of he it could be. But before he could make up his mind whether he actually knew them or not the rest of the class seemed to walk in at the same time.
He spent the rest of the lesson trying to think of who the person was, but he just couldn't find their face anywhere in his memory. He decided to take another look at them just to make sure that it wasn't someone that he knew. He looked over towards the person trying to make it look like he was yawning, but immediately looked back at his own table when he noticed that they were staring at him. In the short time that he had to see their face he was sure that he didn't know them.
He wondered who they were but his mind began to fill with darker thoughts, like maybe it was someone that was there to beat him up for money, which would explain why they were staring at him. After what seemed like days in the room the bell finally went, and taking his chance he looked over to the person. He thought he would drop dead when he saw that they were walking towards him, without taking any of his books or pencils he quickly grabbed his bag and rushed towards the doorway, desperately trying to get away from the person that he was sure was going to beat him up.
He them call out for him to wait but that only made him want to move faster. Once he got outside into the hallway he began running as fast as he could, almost tripping over as he started running. He heard someone running behind him and only started running even faster. He heard the unknown voice call out for him to wait again but he didn't want to be beaten up, so he continued running. He had nearly made it home when he realised that the person was still chasing him. Tears started to stream down his face as he was certain the he was going to get beaten up.
He quickly turned down an alleyway in an attempt to lose them. Apparently it worked because when he had finally run the rest of the way home he quickly ran inside and looked his door, and after looking out his front window he had noticed that there was nobody else there. He felt like his life was going to end tomorrow when he went to school, so he didn't go that day, or the day after that, or the day after that. He didn't go to school for at least two weeks and was starting to run low on food because he was scared to go outside. When he finally decided to leave the house it was on a weekend, he needed food so he hurried down to the local shops.
He had bought all of the stuff that he needed and started walking home. He was nearly there when he felt a hand on his shoulder, he looked around to see who it was. It was the person that had been chasing him, at that moment Hiccup passed out almost instantly, letting his shopping, as well as himself, fall to the ground.