Chapter 2 guys. Leave a review of your opinions if there's something you dont like, or something thats not quite right. Or if you just like it.
Hiccup woke up to the sound of his alarm. The red digits said 6:30am. Hiccup decided he would get out of bed and get ready for school. He went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. While he was waiting for the water to heat up, he brushed his teeth. After he rinsed his mouth out, he took off his clothes. When he took his shirt, he rubbed the scar on his chest. He continued to rub the scar, thinking about how he got it.
***Flashback***
Hiccup was riding in the car with his dad, Stoic. Nicknamed Stoic the Vast, by his demolition buddies. They were arguing about Hiccup's car he was working on.
"Now listen here Hiccup. If you want to finish that car then fine. Just don't expect me to pay for anymore of the parts. It's bad enough you're suping the darn thing up like one of those street racer's cars. You don't need a car that fast, and frankly, it's a waste of money. I should have just gotten you the Hyundai, but no! I caved in and got you the broken down Nissan 350Z. You're lucky it was your eighteenth birthday, or else you would have inherited Skull Basher here." Stoic pinched the bridge of his nose. He could feel his blood pressure rising. He figured it was time to take his medication. He opened the center console and pulled out a bottle of pills. He took two out and downed them.
"It's not a waste of money dad! It's something I can actually focus on, and be passionate about. You have no room to talk about broken down cars and going fast. You are a Demolition Derby driver for a living. You destroy cars, I like fixing them. Is it so much to ask for a car to fix to my liking? Huh?" Hiccup argued back with his dad.
Stoic ignored his son. The blood pressure meds weren't taking affect. He could still feel his blood pressure rising. Everything was distorting. His vision became blurred and everything sounded like it was coming from a tunnel. He looked over to see his son screaming at him. He could barely make out the words "Watch out Dad!". He saw Hiccup pointing at the windshield, so he turned to where he was pointing. Stoic panicked when a he saw a tree coming up fast. It was too late to avoid it, they were going to crash.
Stoic was pronounced dead on the scene, and Hiccup was rushed into the hospital for immediate surgery. A splinter from the tree shot through the windshield, and pierced Hiccup on the right side of his chest. It took six hours for the surgeon to remove all pieces of wood from inside Hiccups chest, stitch up the wound, and stabilize him. When Hiccup regained consciousness he was told about his father. He was drowned with wave after wave of sadness, guilt, and remorse.
"It's my fault he's dead. If I hadn't made him mad, his blood pressure wouldn't have risen, and we wouldn't have crashed. It's all my fault."
***Flashback end***
Hiccup was standing in the mirror, looking at the scar. He remembered that he failed his junior year because he refused to go back to school after he got out of the hospital, and was repeating it now.
"Man. I really screwed my life up didnt I? Good luck getting into college dumb ass." Hiccup spoke into the mirror before getting in the shower.
After getting out of the shower Hiccup went back into his room and looked at the alarm again. The time read 7:05. Hiccup decided he had time to spare, so he looked for clothes that he could look presentable in. For once. He found a pair of black jeans, and a grey v-neck t-shirt. He grabbed his brush and started straightening up his hair. He pulled some of it up and decided it was due for a trim.
"There ya go. You actually look decent for once Hiccup. Now I should get going." Hiccup spoke as he admired himself in the mirror on his wall.
Hiccup was about to walk out of the room, when he spotted the bag of LSD out of the corner of his eye. He walked over and picked it up. He hesitated before opening the bag and taking a single pill out.
"I'm gonna take this when I get to school. It should help me get through the day. Well at least through the harassment Snotlout and his crew of idiots put me through." Hiccup put the pill in his pocket and walked out of the room.
Hiccup went down stairs to see Snarl in his kitchen. He was chugging a bottle of orange juice. Once he was done he turned to Hiccup.
"Gotta get rid of this hangover man. Anyways, you ready to head out for school? I think I might skip today, but I'll still take you." Snarl had a hand on his forehead as if he were fighting a bad headache.
"You should stay here. You'll probably puke if you drive. I'll drive." Hiccup walked over and put a sympathetic hand on Snarl's shoulder.
"Fine. But if I find a single scratch on the Camy when you get home, you're dead." Snarl reluctantly handed his keys to Hiccup. If it wasn't for the splitting headache he had, he would never have given Hiccup the keys.
"Don't worry. She'll be safe with me. I'll be back around three. Don't puke anywhere til then." Hiccup spoke as he ran out the front door. He hopped into the Camaro, and drove off.
Hiccup arrived at school on time, at about 7:25. He saw all the other kids walking in the school, and immediately started dreading his day. He pulled the LSD pill out of his pocket, and after a moment he popped it in his mouth and swallowed it.
"Today, is gonna be a good day." Hiccup got out of the car and locked it. He started walking uo the stairs to the school entrance when he saw Snotlout. He was by himself.
"Hey there Henry. How ya doin runt?" Snotlout stopped Hiccup at the doorway. He put a brotherly arm over Hiccup's shoulder.
"Ugh. Nothing much Snotlout. Also, don't call me by my real name. Call me Hiccup." Hiccup grabbed Snotlout's hand off his shpulder and shoved it away.
"Hiccup? Pretty lame name isn't it? Huh runt? I'll call you what ever I want." Snotlout shoved Hiccup into the wall.
The LSD had taken affect so Hiccup couldn't help but laugh at Snotlout. This angered Snotlout, and he was about to throw a punch at Hiccup, when a blonde headed girl walked up.
"Leave him alone Snotlout. He's not worth your time. He has enough problems. He's useless in class, and he's useless in a fight. You wouldn't feel good beating the snot out of someone who couldn't defend themself would you?" The blonde girl pitied Hiccup, and she had some sort of control over Snotlout, because he withdrew his fist.
"Hahaha! I have more problems than you could count, but the big problem here is, that Snotlout is pussy whipped. I mean you said one word and he stopped. Hahaha!" Hiccup leaned on Snotlout because he couldn't control his laughter. His statement only angered Snotlout more, and he was about to punch Hiccup when he noticed the blonde girl giving him a peircing glare.
"Fine. Astrid saved your ass "Hiccup". You better say thank you." Snotlout picked Hiccup up and threw him against the wall.
Hiccup stuck his tongue out at Snotlout, and made a farting noise. He tried getting up, but was too dizzy because of the LSD. Astrid noticed and walked up to him.
"Do you need help up? Are you so useless that you can't even stand yourself up?" Astrid offered Hiccup a hand but he smacked it away.
"Sorry princess, but I don't need help from someone who let Snotlout hit it from the back." Hiccup jumped up quickly, and leaned against the wall to wait for everything to stop spinning.
"You jerk! That never happened! Me and him aren't even a thing! I have no interest in him! I don't like jocks with an IQ of fifty!" Astrid had smacked Hiccup on the cheek.
Hiccup grabbed Astrid by the arm and twirled her around so that he was pinning her against the wall. She didn't except it since it was coming from the boy who I was useless at everything.
"Never, and I mean never, slap me again. If you try I'll break your hand. I was just going by what Snotlout said. If you're going to slap anyone slap him." Hiccup was trying to restrain Astrid, but she was stronger than she looked. He was having a hard time keeping her pinned down.
"Fine. Just let me go asshole. I have to get to class." Astrid demanded that Hiccup let her go, but she softened a bit when she looked into Hiccup's eyes. She noticed that they were empty, yearning, but there was something else. Once she knew what it was, she cringed.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Hiccup asked curiously. He loosened his grip on Astrid, and let her move out from under him.
"You're high. I can see it in your eyes. You're doing drugs arent you? I never would have thought soneone like you would stoop that low. You really are useless." Astrid nodded her head and walked past Hiccup into the school.
"Yeah. Well what do you know? Stupid girl." Hiccup said to himself quietly. He walked into the school as well.
The school day had gone by quickly. Hiccup's high had worn off during fourth period, and he was about to pass out. He was in fifth period and only had thirty more minutes in the day. He just had to make it thirty more minutes, before he could leave the place he called prison. He was staring at the clock, watching the second hand tick ever so slowly. Before the second hand could make it all the way around, Hiccup fell asleep. About ten minutes passed before Hiccup would be woken up.
"Henry. Henry! Henry Haddock wake up now!" The teacher had shaken Hiccup furiously. She saw his eyes slowly flutter open.
"Yes ma'am? Is something wrong?" Hiccup lifted his head up and looked at the teacher. She had a look of rage on her visage.
"Yes Henry. You hardly ever show up for school, and when you do you sleep in my class. You are failing Math class. If you don't get your act together you will have to repeat junior year again. That's why, I'm assigning you a tutor. One of the brightest in the junior academy. Astrid Hofferson." The teach had made her decision and was going to stick to it.
"What!?" Astrid and Hiccup said in unison. They looked at each other, and gave each other a disgusted look.
"Please miss. Don't make me tutor that useless dunce. He won't learn. I promise you that." Astrid pleaded with the teacher but she wasn't having any of it.
"You will tutor him. No ifs ands or buts." The teacher was stern and resolved, so all Astrid could do was comply.
"Great. I have Snotlout's plaything as a tutor. This is gonna be nothing but fun." Hiccup spoke sarcastically which earned a growl from Astrid.
"Henry, she is about the only one I can think of, that can turn your school life around. You will listen to everything she has to say, and will give her no sass. Understood?" The teacher talked down to Hiccup like he was a kindergartener.
"Yes ma'am. Understood." Hiccup reluctantly complied. He was going to be miserable.
The bell rang right after that whole fiasco and everyone quickly exited the room. Hiccup was about to leave as well, when Astrid stopped him.
"What do you want?" Hiccup asked begrudgingly. He really did not enjoy Astrid's company.
"You should take me to your house. If im tutoring you, I'd like to start now. So I should know where you live." Astrid had half demanded, and half asked for Hiccup to take her to his house.
"Ugh. Fine. No use in arguing with you. You're as stubborn as a rock. Follow me." Hiccup lead Astrid out of the school into the parking lot. From there he took her to the car he was borrowing from Snarl.
"Really? This is your ride? You're shitting me." Astrid was honestly surprised that Hiccup drove to school in such a nice car.
"Actually. It's not. My car is much better, but I'm still working on it. So I borrow this car from a friend every now and then. I honestly hate muscle cars. Way too loud. Hurry up and get in." Hiccup got in the car and started it, Astrid hopped in too, and was admiring the inside. The designer leather, the custom gauges, the mahogany wood dash and trim.
"That can't be the only reason you hate these cars. No one hates a muscle car. Hell if I was like the other girls, I'd probably sleep with just about anyone who drives one, but I have higher standards." Astrid started rubbing the dash of the car. It was so sleek, and clean.
"You're right. It's not. The car crash that killed my dad, was with a muscle car. If I remember correctly it was a 1978 Pontiac FireBird. A stupid car with no control." Hiccup drove out of the school parking lot and started driving towards his house.
"Oh. That makes more sense. So, how have you been, since your father died? I mean, besides the drugs." Astrid started twirling her thumbs around one another.
"I'd rather not talk about it. Best not to get personal with the useless druggie. Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation, or worse yet, I wouldn't want to upset your boy toy Snotlout." Hiccup was really annoyed. He forgot to use his turn signal on a turn, which was unlike him.
"I was just asking. No need to be so bitchy. Also, I already told you, I have nothing to do with him. We haven't had sex, we haven't kissed, we haven't hugged, we hardly even talk. I actually hate his guts. I rejected him when he asked me out, and he spread a rumor. That's all that happened." Astrid crossed her arms and huffed. She looked out the window and noticed they were heading into the wealthier part of town.
"We are almost there. My house is kind of a mess, so don't be shocked. Also I have a buddy staying there with me, and he's kinda, well I dont know how to explain how he is. You'll just have to see for yourself." Hiccup took the turn down his street and Astrid was looking at all the fine architecture on all the houses.
"You have to be joking. You live here?" Astrid was amazed by the neighborhood. It was so clean, and so calm.
"Yes. To be technical, I live there." Hiccup pointed to the house on the end of the street. It was s bit bigger than all the others, and a bit nicer too.
"No way. How can you afford it?" Astrid was dumbfounded by the size of Hiccup's house. She didn't think soneone like him could possibly live in such a nice house.
"When my dad died, he left me about eight-hundred thousand dollars. I used that to buy and fix up the place. Its all payed off, and I'm still living comfortably. Anymore questions nosey?" Hiccup asked sarcastically.
"No. I'm good. I was just kind of shocked a jack ass like you can live in a place like this." Astrid turned to Hiccup and gave him a smug look.
"Well. Get out. We've been parked for five minutes. I didn't want to interrupt you from admiring my house." Hiccup gave his own smug remark.
"Wait. Was I really staring for five minutes?" Astrid started blushing from embarrassment. She didn't realize she had been that awestruck.
"You actually look almost cute when you're embarrassed. Almost." Hiccup got out of the car and walked up to the front door, Astrid in tow.
"You jerk." Was all astrid had to say to Hiccups statement.
"Well. Welcome to Casa De Hiccup. Or House of Hiccup for commoners." Hiccup liked showing off his wealth. He liked making Astrid feel small, and with the one point two million he just got from his last heist, he was gonna have fun doing it even more.
"Hiccup? Why is it called that?" Astrid asked curiously. She was wondering why the house had such a wierd name.
"Well, my nickname is Hiccup. So I call my house, House of Hiccup. Kinda obvious there. Surprised one of the top students couldn't figure that out on her own." Hiccup teased Astrid. He enjoyed it. He loved it. It made him feel powerful.
"That means nothing coming from someone with the lowest percentages in school." Astrid had a point, but little did she know that Hiccup was actually quite smart.
"I have the lowest percentages because I don't show up. Here look at this." Hiccup walked over to the kitchen, and took a piece of paper off the fridge.
"It's an IQ sheet. Wait...this can't be right. You have an IQ of one hundred and eighty?! No freaking way! That would mean you're a genius!" Astrid was once again baffled by Hiccup. In her mind, there was no possible way Hiccup's IQ was that high.
"Well. Believe it. It's on paper. Official stamp and everything. Now, do you still think I need a tutor?" Hiccup asked uninterestedly. Although he did enjoy belittling Astrid, he didn't like it when people doubted his intelligence.
"Well, no. I guess not, but the teacher thinks you do. So I guess ill have to act like I'm tutoring you. That means you're still stuck with me." Astrid gave Hiccup an evil grin, as if she were going to enjoy torturing Hiccup.
"Fine. What do you plan on doing? Just sit around here until you get called home?" Hiccup's mood was getting worse and worse. He started thinking about the LSD pills.
"I don't know. What do you have to do around here?" Astrid asked as she started looking around his house for sonething to do.
"Well I'm usually working in my car, out and about with Snarl, or in bed reading." Hiccup answered honestly, well, honestly enough. At the mention of Snarl, Hiccup wondered where he could have gone.
"Snarl? Who is that? You're buddy you borrowed the car from?" Astrid chuckled when she asked her question. She found it humorous that a person's nickname was Snarl.
"Actually yes. He should be here. I wonder where he is. Wait, whats this?" Hiccup looked over and found a note with Snarl's handwriting on it.
The note read.
"Hiccup, something came up with the boss. He told me, to tell you, not to worry. I should be back some time around seven. I'm leaving my car in your hands til then. Scratch her and I kill you. Remember that. ~Sincerely, Snarl
P.S. I kinda drank all the OJ, Milk, Coffee, and I'm being honest here, I just about cleared out your fridge. The next time you go grocery shopping its on me."
Hiccup put the note down and opened the fridge. It was practically empty.
"Well. At least he was honest." Hiccup closed the fridge, and sighed.
"What is it?" Astrid was concerned because Hiccups demeanor had changed.
"Oh, nothing. Looks like we have the place to ourselves for a while." Hiccup scratched the back of his head, and groaned.
"Want some help working on your car?" Astrid asked seriously. She actually just wanted to see the car that Hiccup claimed was better than the Camaro.
"No. I haven't ordered the parts I need yet." Hiccup was heading towards the stairs. He didn't know what to do. He never had to entertain soneone before.
"I can help you with that. I know my way around a car, and I can find you some premium parts online for cheap. Just tell me what you need and I'll find it." Astrid was kind of glad that she and Hiccup had something in common.
"Uhh, I guess you can. Well. Come on upstairs then." Hiccup was confused as to why Astrid was being so friendly all of a sudden.
Astrid and Hiccup walked upstairs and into Hiccups room. Astrid sat at the computer, and Hiccup laid on the bed. She was looking up parts, and he was thinking about the LSD.