Yay, I'm so glad you guys liked it, but I may have lied about this being my first fanfic, I mean don't get me wrong, this is actually my first fanfic that I've actually written and published, but I've written a bit of my own original stuff and I've always wanted to try my hand at fanfiction. I've read fanfiction and I love it because there is not enough boyslove here in the media!:O But yeah so I'm really glad you guys like this and I'm hoping to be able to update this often but with school coming up . . . *shudder* but I'll try my best!:I

Oh and in this chapter, things get a little violent . . . and hopefully after this you guy's might have a clearer idea of who Terrence is supposed to be^.^

linkgirlz: Toothless is . . . coming but yeah he is most definitely in this story;)

NeoCosplayCat626: Sorry but Terrence isn't Pitch . . . sorry-.-lll . . . BUT Pitch is going to be in this story in later chapters:T

wally's girlfriend: Okay, your comment made me smile so thanks so much for the review and I'm glad you Liked it^.^

Chapter 2

From first period came second period then from second period came third and now, fourth period had just ended. By now, after seeing Jack in the first three classes of his day, as well as the hallways, Hiccup was starting to get sick of him. There Jack would stand; with the popular crowd laughing it up like they've been best friends since forever. Not only would he hang out with his new "homies" (as Hiccup assumed they called each other) but girl after girl after squealing girl threw themselves at the gorgeous teen. But why did this even bother him?

Now, as Hiccup stormed through the hallway, he squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head side to side, thinking to himself I just want to go home. This, however, turned out to be a bad idea. Just when he opened his eyes he, face planted right into the back of a letterman's jacket. Craaaaaap.

The jock turned around looking over Hiccup's head as if his attacker were taller. Then his eyes fell on Hiccup's tiny form and narrowed, "You, what the heck? You want to start something twerp?" Backing up, the scrawny teen put his hands up lightly in defense smiling uneasily, "Hey, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you."

Suddenly, he felt the ground fall beneath his feet then he noticed he was actually being lifted up. The other much larger teen grabbed and lifted Hiccup by the front of his shirt and slammed his small body into a metal locker harshly, causing a loud bang. A bunch of students walking by in the hallway jumped at the sound but otherwise continued on their way to lunch, seeing it was only Hiccup getting beaten up again.

Hiccup's small hands grasped the larger teen's arm, struggling to get loose, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" The jock just glared at him and growled, "Damn-straight you're sorry, but sorry's not good enough." Hiccup knew now it was past the point of negotiating and so he just put his arms up over his face in protection. Instead, he got pummeled in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. With one more swift movement, the jock slammed Hiccup into the hard metal lockers, face first, like a rag doll.

With that, he simple dropped Hiccup's frail body and walked off as his friends beckoned him over to lunch. Crumbling down into a limp heap, Hiccup fell to the hallway floor, with a thin stream of blood trickling down from his forehead where a locker hinge cut him just above his left eyebrow. Feeling his torso gently with his fingers Hiccup then stood right back up and dusted himself off.

Some of the other students glanced at him as they passed by while others simply just walked on. Then, after collecting himself and his things, he joined the crowd of students as if nothing happened. As he walked down the hallway towards the lunchroom, he thought and chuckled to himself oh it's just Hiccup getting beaten up again.

As he forced a weak smile, he didn't notice the concerned look a pair of blue eyes gave him as he passed by.

Entering the lunchroom, Hiccup looked around at the many students and bodies in the cafeteria. His eyes lit up a bit when he spotted Astrid and Terrence waving him over to their table. Scampering over, Hiccup still has yet to notice the blood trickling down the side of his face as he forced yet another smile, "Hey guys." Astrid stood up and hurried over towards her injured friend, "Hiccup what happened?"

Shifting his eyes up towards his forehead, he saw a sliver of red just above his view. Taking his hand, he wiped at the fresh cut and looked at it before lifting his head up and smiling half-heartedly, "Oh yeah there was this huge ketchup accident on the way here and I got caught in it. Anybody got fries?" His weak laughter slowly faded to nothing as he noticed Astrid and Terrence giving him the look. "Guys really, it's nothing, I just bumped into a locker."

Astrid looked on at her awkwardly smiling friend with concern, "Hiccup . . . you need to do something. You can't just let them beat you up everyday." The brunette seemed slightly annoyed at this as he furrowed his brow then rolled his eyes and calling out nonchalantly, "Oh yeah, you know I just love totally letting them beat me to a bloody pulp, yeah, I look forward to it, all day, everyday." "Hiccup," called out a deeper voice and he turned towards it.

Terrence, looked at him with worried green eyes and Hiccup huffed indignantly, "Okay guys, look just forget about it, there's only one and a half more years of this before we all move off to college; I can last."

Just then, a voice called out harshly, "Yo Hiccup!" The said boy didn't even bother to look around, knowing full well that it was one of the many bullies in the school that were after his butt, yet he swiveled around hearing another voice call out cheerfully, "Hey Hiccup!" It was Jack.

There stood the tall lean male smiling, in one corner of his mouth, down at the smaller boy. For some reason, Hiccup's heart began beating slightly faster than usual, which he honestly had no idea why. Those amazing watery blue eyes just stared at him and for a second he thought he could stare back and just swim in them, then probably drown with his failing abilities to swim.

Noticing the boy next to him in a letterman's jacket, Hiccup narrowed his eyes and looked off to the side coldly, returning to his lunch, "What do you want?" Hiccup said these words like they were daggers and he had a cannon that just barraged his tormentors with all his pent up anger, which for some reason has increased noticeably just today. Jack's kind voice was first to respond, "Oh just wanted to say hi, stop by, see how you were-"

Suddenly, the other boy cut in looking rather pissed-off, though not as much as the last boy, who clearly had an issue beforehand, "Look you little prick-." Without hesitation, Terrence stood quickly, standing in front of the two intruders and shielding Hiccup's tiny form with his taller figure. Glaring with vicious green eyes, he growled low at the two like a dog at a threat, looking like he was about to rip them in two. While Jack just looked up with a slightly surprised yet curious look, the other boy just smirked and glared back at the slightly bigger boy, "What's you're problem Terrence?"

If he were an animal, by now Terrence would be baring his fangs at the other boy as he growled slowly, making sure each word stabbed like a knife to the heart, "Leave. Hiccup. Alone." At this threat, the other boy laughed then growled back, "Ha! And what are you gonna if I don't. Maybe the loser's just askin' for it, being such a failure."

In his seat, Hiccup visibly tensed up, and then bowed his head, allowing his bangs to fall over his eyes. Jack looked down at the boy, from around Terrence, with a sad look and worry in his eyes.

The tall boy in black just growled again, "Just leave him alone." Shooting back, the other boy challenged, "Or what? You gonna bite my head off or something?" At this, Terrence reared up to his full height, having an inch or two on the other boy. Rising up to the challenge, the other boy rose up to as tall as he could get, stepped forward at Terrence, "You wanna start something? Well I'll knock you're teeth out." The tension was heavy in the air and both Hiccup and Astrid looked at each other, knowing full well that their friend could easily seriously injure the one other boy.

Standing up quickly, Astrid hurried over to Terrence and stepped in between him and his opponent, "Hey guys, let's not start anything we'll regret." At the last part, she looked up and aimed her words at the boy in all black. Still with the scowl on his face, Terrence looked at her then glanced back at a sad looking Hiccup who smiled weakly, though even more weak than usual, and looked into the boy's pleading green eyes.

Sighing, he closed his eyes and shook his head grumbling angrily, "Fine." As he stalked back to his seat, the other boy grinned darkly and victoriously cackling, "Ha fine, go back to you lame-ass loser friend. You're both fucking failures anyways haha."

Feeling a stabbing pain in his chest, Hiccup clenched the front of his shirt. What is this? He thought. He usually didn't ever get this feeling whenever they usually insult him or his friend, and he has heard worse. Maybe, he thought, it might have been because Jack was just standing there and watching this all without saying a thing and that . . . that hurt him. Wait, why did he even care if Jack was there?

Nevertheless, before sitting down, Terrence froze at the last words, seeing his friend clutching his chest in pain and feeling his own anger pool up in his stomach. The other boy was just laughing and prodding Jack with his elbow, who in turn complied with short weak laughs.

That was when Terrence, to Hiccup's fears, spun on his heels, and went charging at the boy, tackling him in the gut and knocking the sick laughter right out of him. Hiccup watched, mortified, as friend knocked the other boy to the ground and threw fist after angry fist at the boy's face. On the other boy's face, anger was written over it, probably wondering why such a loser was attacking him. Terrence on the other hand, steeled his eyes into narrow green daggers as his face had a cold-blooded, angry look on it.

Suddenly, the lunchroom erupted into a fire of students turning and watching the fight. Some students cheered on in riotous howling while others stuttered about, wrought with worry. The familiar chanting soon filled the room as the cheering students gathered around the two brawling boys, "FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT." Meanwhile, both Astrid and Hiccup quickly got up from the table and tried pushing through the crowd, shouting out their friend's name, "Terrence!"

Terrence was at the moment beating the other boy to a pulp, and seeing this, some other jocks rushed in to aid their wounded. It took a few of the oh so strong jocks to pry the feral boy off their friend. Snarling at them as they came at him, Terrence threw punch after well-aimed punch at the oncoming threats. Clearly it seemed that their friend was outnumbered, and worried looks came up on Hiccup and Astrid's faces, though not so much for their friend, but for his victims.

With only a few cuts and bruises, and a trickle of blood running down the side of his face, Terrence was holding his own against the odds. A few of the boys, including the first, were panting on the ground, coughing and holding their chest as specks of blood fell from their faces onto the hard linoleum floor.

Hiccup looked on in horror at his friend, who looked like a feral beast in an uncontrollable frenzy. Then, glancing across the room, he saw Jack staring wide-eyed at the fight in front of him.

Then, furrowing his brow with worry and biting his lip nervously, Hiccup hardened his resolve and ran out from the crowd toward his best friend, "Terrence!" The boy had his back turned to his friend and Hiccup ran at him as he was pulling back his arm for a blow to one of the jock's faces, shouting out his name again, "Terrence stop please!" Jumping up, he latched onto his friends arm where the muscle was hard and tensed up with anger. Pulling with all the might his skinny arms could muster, Hiccup pleaded again, "Please Terrence, stop!"

Just then, woman's voice echoed throughout the cafeteria, "Enough!" Everyone turned to see the principal, an average, slightly pudgy, brown haired woman in her late forties. Her face contorted with frustration as she pointed at Terrence, who at the moment clenched the front of the shirt of one of the jocks, readying a fist. Also pointing at Hiccup, who was clinging to Terrence's arms, she ordered, "You too come with me now." Saying this so calmly yet so forcefully, she left the now silent cafeteria.

Silently, the two boys made their way out of the lunchroom and into the hallway, the older boy dropping the jock into a crumpled heap. The first jock wobbled up to his feet, and coughed while wiping blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, "Yeah that's right, go run off with your fucking fag bag!" Terrence just glared back and continued out, sticking close to his friend.

At that, a rather peeved Astrid rushed up to the jock and threw a forceful punch into his face, knocking him down and out and sighed, "Just shut up."

Ok so hopefully that wasn't too bad, but so if you didn't catch on yet, Terrence is sort of a humanized version of Toothless (Terrence, Toothless, T*****[some sort of 's' sound]) but it's he only represents a part of Toothless, and the other parts of him will come later:) Hope you guys liked it!^.^