Hey guys, here it is chapter two, I know it's going really slow, but hopefully there will be some good stuff to come next chapter. I love the two who reviewed, thanks! you guys were my first reviews on here! Cookies for you! *hands cookies to you and runs to my dark, soggy alone place*

~3rd person~

This class was hell, the warm-ups consisted of sprints, jumping jacks, push ups, crunches, an assortment of yoga moves, and a variety of muscle straining stretches. Jack barely made it through those, but he sat patently with the other boys while coach was giving a small instructional lecture.

"Ohkey, now I need two volunteers," The man said in a thick Scottish accent, "How about….. Jonah," Toothless jumped up happily and stood on the thick wrestling pad sprawled out in front of the class, "and, the new guy." He beamed happily while Jack stood slowly, a look of fright on his face, "You wrestle right? Tha's why yer here, no?" He learned the man's name was Gobber, and then promptly he was pulled to the thick mat, and each he and Jonah were handed a padded helmet thing.

"Wait, aren't you gonna teach us first?" Jack yelped standing near the edge of the circle, while Jonah crouched into position.

"I believe in learning on the job." The stout man smiled and sat on the bottom row of bleachers, and signaled the two to begin once Jack was down and ready, like Jonah had been.

Jack was quite a bit smaller than Jonah, but still he treated this just like back in Russia. The two surged forward, and grappled for a while, and for a brief moment it looked like Jonah was going to win by just an inch, as he pushed Jack back and tried to get his heels out of the circle, but suddenly Jack released his shoulders, and took hold on the boy's stomach, and then with all his might, he slowly but surly was able to push the two of them back, and quietly slip from the other boy's grasp. "Huh?" The dark skinned boy looked down and saw not Jack but the edge of the thick yellow circle on the mat, turning he saw Jack surging forward, But Jonah caught him and managed to prolong the match, his hands gripped Jack's shoulders, and held him in place as he scooted the boy to the other side of the circle, and as Jack saw the circle's edge coming into view he ducked from the boy's grip and didn't care if his shirt came off, he slid under his legs and used his arms to wrap around the boy's middle and force him down onto the floor on the opposite side of the thick yellow circle.

"Where did yew learn tha?" Gobber asked hobbling over to help Jack lift the dark skinned boy up.

"Back in Russia, why?" Jack said as he took deep breaths, he hadn't wrestled in a month, so he was a little rusty. " You okay Toothless?" he asked carefully as he helped the boy to his feet and gently took his shirt back from him.

"Damn! Didn't think you could wrestle too, what else you hiding?" He said as he dusted himself off, and fixed his mass of lengthy black hair. The boys stood and crowded him with questions left and right, but he eventually was freed when Gobber told the next two to get on the mat. That was then Jack noticed there was a couple of girls in the class, the two girls got on the mat placed the helmets on their heads, and crouched low. Jack sat back and watched the two girls, who were obviously equally and very skilled, soon enough, the blonde haired blue eyed girl called Astrid won and triumphantly strode over to help the other girl up, and grip her hand before pulling her into a friendly hug, and patting each other on the back, in kind of a brotherly way.

"Well done, Astrid and Ruffnut, ohkey, seems like no one has lost their skills over the break, so lets go lift some weights!" Gobber exclaimed loudly, and hobbled to a green door which read WEIGHT ROOM in blood red letters. Once inside, each person went to their respectable cubby-like, machines. Jack went to the one farthest in the back of the room, and pulled his headphones from his bag, which he brought to the room, and pushed the buds into his ears, and carefully he set the number of weights onto the massive pole, each side balanced out to 260 pounds. As Jack lay and pushed the bar each time, his mind couldn't be stopped from roaming. The thoughts were innocent at first, him and Hiccup at the fair playing games, riding rides, doing things which normal people did at fairs. After a while it grew uncomfortably warm in the room, and Jack stopped momentarily to remove the sticky shirt, and gingerly place it under his head. His mind wandered to Hiccup every chance it got, which eventually became rather annoying, so annoying he grew slightly angered. He stopped again and went to the weight rack and removed two 20 pound disks and added them to either side of the bar, making it now 280 pounds balanced on either side. But little did he know he was being watched, by Gobber, Toothless, and Hiccup.

"Should I make sure he's okay?" Hiccup said as he noticed the boy's beat red face, and his frowning face.

"No, he looks fine, Heccup, just keep lifting, or I'm gonna have at dock yer grade, so far, he's out lifting yew, he's at 280 pounds." Gobber smirked and went to sit in a chair.

"No fuckin' way?" Toothless smiled and continued to do his routine of x amount of push ups, then x amount of lifts from the massive hand weights, then x amount of crunches, and back again.

Perplexed, Hiccup walked to the cubby machine across from Jack's, this one was different, it was a sitting machine, quietly he sat and placed the weighting to 240 pounds and easily lifted it after a few minutes of lifting it and holding it in place for an x amount of time, he went to the back of the machine and switched the weights to 260 pounds, and repeated the procedure, his eyes glued to the muscled form of Jack, as if it was a silent motivation to Hiccup.

Jack's mind was still running ragged with thoughts of Hiccup, his face still beat red, because the intensity of these thoughts, all these different situations kept popping into Jack's mind, but the big lingering question was what could happen AFTER the fair? Jack once again got up and changed the weight setting to 300 pounds balancing on each side and he strained lightly with it but after a few minutes of lifting these weights Gobber came and relieved Jack and the other people of their training, and to let them rest the last ten minutes of class. Jack kept the ear buds in his ears and swung his bag over his shoulder and went to the changing room to quickly change and shut off his ipod, before anyone could stop him from sitting on the bleachers and resting his weary body.

"That was some good work today, Frost." Toothless came and sat next to Jack, a smile gracing his lips. "You think about joining the wrestling team, okay, 'cause we sure could use someone like you."

"Uh, sure, I used to wrestle back in Russia, dad would like to know that found something interesting." Jack smiled at the other boy, and was greeted by a lovely sight of Hiccup without a shirt. He could see the top of his boxers that poked out above the band of his pants, they were a modest green plaid color. Jack had to pinch himself in order to not drool, and to stop staring. Toothless, sa innocently next Jack as Hiccup angrily strode up to the two of them.

"Where is it?" He looked at Toothless, and he just smiled back with a shrug. Hiccup groaned and ran a hand through his hair. "C'mon! I know you have it!" he said angrily, and his muscles coiled, tensing as he heard the familiar click-thunk of Gobber's feet approaching them.

"Heccup, where is your shirt? This isn't like yew Heccup, You're off today. Is it a lady?" Gobber asked with a smile, to which Hiccup Shook his head no, "Oh? Is it a guy?" Gobber asked, this time his voice low and only the three of them could hear it, Hiccup flared red, Jack's face went a light pink, and Toothless and Gobber were practically rolling on the floor laughing like there was no tomorrow. Quietly Jack pulled a spare shirt from his bag and tossed it to Hiccup, who quickly pulled it over his head and sat down on the opposite side of where Toothless was, for he was still on the floor.

"Thanks…" Hiccup mumbled as he walked next to Jack.

"No problem" He said lightly, as they walked out of the gymnasium and went their separate way, Jack stopped and watched the shaggy auburn haired boy walk quickly out of sight. Sighing Jack turned and went to his next class, English 3 with a woman named Ms. Sera.

"Hey Jack!" turning Jack saw Toothless coming up, "Where you goin'?"

"English with Sera, you?" Jack said as the two walked through the halls.

"Same," Toothless smiled and swung his bag around to the front and pulled out a green and grey shirt, before tossing it to Jack, who gave him a quirked brow, " Don't ask, just take it." He smiled widely and pushed the bag to his back, before he turned into a room, Jack following closely. The two went to the back of the room, and sat in the furthest chairs to the left. The bell signaled the time of switching periods was over, and that class was beginning.

"Good afternoon class! Today we have a new student, Jack please stand and introduce yourself." a short brown hair woman, said a smile never leaving her mouth.

"Uhm, okay, my name is Jackson Overland-Frost. Uh, I like to wrestle… I'm adopted, but I couldn't ever be happier, I've lived in Russia for twelve and a half years, and soon I'm gonna see my little sister soon too. That's really all I have." He smiled softly at the outspoken woman.

"That's okay, hun, don't worry, we all get a bit nervous. I'm Jackie Sera, your new English teacher, and I love animals, I have two teacup Chihuahuas, and a Siamese cat." She smiled warmly at the students in the room, before the class buzzed with livid workers and intricate readers. Jack zoned out half way through the reading, and his mind wandered to where? The shirt Toothless gave him, it must've been Hiccup's.

"Hey, you okay Jackie-boy?" Toothless waved a dark hand in front of the boy's face, which shook Jack from the stupor the shirt gave him.

"I-I'm fine, and why are you calling me that?" He said his face scrunched up into one of light frustration. "Just Jack is fine."

"I give all my pals nick names. Look, there's Nelson Fergusson, or Hook Fang. That is Rachael and Thomas Thorston, or Ruffnut and Tuffnut, and yes Tuff was with Snotlout, or Shawn Jorgenson at the lunch break, he's a real kiss-ass if you ask me, and this is Terry Odenton or as I like to call him Thuggery." Toothless says pointing to all in turn. The last one caught Jack's eye slightly, he was massive with a head of thick wavy blonde hair, and a stubbly beard sprawled all across his jaw and lower cheeks. In a sense the guy was beautiful, his eyes were a light hazel color as they carefully looked at Jack.

"You have a lot of pals," Jack said looking at Toothless, who was almost little compared to Thuggery.

"Ehh. So about that shirt, wear it when Hiccup takes you to the fair, it's his, and he'll ask about it, but just tell him you don't know what he's talking about." Toothless smiled, was this his way of trying to tell Jack that he wanted him to get with Hiccup or something?

" Uhm, okay." Jack didn't want to wear the other boy's shirt, because he knew he would want it back as soon as possible. He decided then and there that Toothless may pose as a slight problem at times, he was going to have to watch out for him.

The bell rang and signaled the students to leave and go to the last period of the day. Jack knew where this class was and hoped to god Toothless wasn't in it. He was a little glad to see the boy walk down the hall in the opposite direction. He reached the art room and went to the teacher a rather large woman, whose hair was an a haphazard bun of various colors of brown, red, and blonde, which piled on top of her head. Smiling warmly she asked him to sit anywhere he pleased, which was close to the teacher's desk. Under her thin white blouse he saw various shapes of different tattoos that littered her body.

"So what's your name, son?" She asked in a warm motherly voice, as she paced the room moving supplies and such all across the room.

"Jackson, ma'am." He said politely, she turned to him and smiled again.

"That's a lovely name, my name is Valhallarama Haddock." She said as she came and sat behind her desk again waiting for the other students to come into the room.

"Hey, mom," a voice called out as it went to the back of the room.

"OH, Henrik, who's shirt do you have on? That one's not yours." she frowned and went to the boy's table.

"Oh, it's a friend of mine's. He gave it to me when Toothless wouldn't give me mine," he sighed, and that's when Jack tuned around at the familiar voice, to see Hiccup still wearing his slightly smaller shirt.

"Oh, well just be sure to wash it when we get home and give it to him tomorrow then." she said and turned to walk back towards Jack, "Oh, have you met the new student? His name is Jack." she slapped a hand on his shoulder as he was turned in Hiccup's direction already.

At the mention of Jack's name, Hiccup's head shot up and he saw the white haired boy with a smile on his face waving a small hello, "Hey, Jack, I didn't know you were in here." He smiled and moved his belongings so that he sat next to the boy.

"Oh, Toothless gave me this, told me to wear it to the fair." Jack pulled the thin material from his bag and handed it to Hiccup.

"My shirt! Thanks, man, gods I hate that boy sometimes.." Hiccup grumbled as he placed the thin material on the table, and reached for the bottom of the shirt he already had on, and pulled it up and off, before placing it on the table and slipping on his green and grey shirt, which hung a little loosely around the boy's torso.

Before Hiccup could take it back, he grabbed his shirt and stuffed it into his bag. "Man, I owe you again, how about dinner? Tonight?" Hiccup smiled and asked, his cheeks turning a light pink under the mass of freckles.

"I'm not gonna get out of it am I?" Jack asked sarcastically, to which Hiccup shook his head no, sighing and smiling he said, "Okay, did you want to meet there, or…?"

"Hmm…. I can pick you up if you want?" Hiccup scratched his chin of stubble.

"Alright, here." Jack took Hiccup's wrist and wrote his address on it. "Might wanna write that down when you get the chance, it'll come in handy for when we go to the fair." Jack said casually as the bell rang to begin class.

"Okay class, we have a new student, Jack, " she said and pointed to him, then everyone spoke at once with a "Hi Jack" and he cracked a smile before the teacher, Hiccup's mom went on teaching the fundamentals of art before sending the group on to do whatever they wished, Hiccup took to finishing his painting of and island from high above.

Jack took out a massive square of paper and went to work on drawing something he was going to take and paint back in Russia, but the days were limited there and he never got the chance to start it, so now he would start it today.

"Whoa, what are you drawing?" Hiccup said as he stood behind the boy, nosily staring at his work.

"It's Anthony Kiedis," he said simply, he loved the Red Hot Chili Peppers, and he had been meaning to start a new project to hang in his room, all his others were on their way from Russia.

"Dude this is amazing," Hiccup smiled and watched how the boy could skillfully draw out the lines of the features that lined the edges on Anthony's face.

"Thanks," Jack said, a smile playing on the edges of his lips. The bell rang signaling the end of the day and carefully and quickly Jack gathered his things, and chuckled when he heard Hiccup cursing the gods above for silly reasons. Jack walked out of the class and said a polite goodbye to the burly woman and waving over his shoulder as he made his way down the hall and out the door to his car parked on the edge of the student lot, carefully he sat his things in the back seat, and drove the 30 minutes to his home in a quaint neighborhood near the other edge of town.

After he went inside and took his things to his room and found his adoptive dad asleep in his room, Jack pulled his phone and the small slip of paper from his pocket. Gracefully he entered the number into his phone and sent a text to it.

Hey, Hiccy. -JF

He placed his phone down on the counter and pulled a can from the cupboard, after opening it he poured the contents into a small silver dish on the floor. And soon enough a small orange-ish yellow cat came barreling through the room and began gobbling the bowls contents.

His phone buzzed, and quickly he went to the device to see Hiccup actually texted him back.

Hey Jackie-boo, so I was thinking, how about we go to the drive-in they just rebuilt? Today's weather is perfect, and my mom offered to make us some dinner. -HHH

Sure, what movies are playing? -JF

Well, there's Grease and then the Outsiders, I'm down for either one. -HHH

The Outsiders, please, grease is just too romantic. XD -JF

Yeah, but I like romance movies, so maybe I say grease. -HHH

Please, no. Oh, God, please no. I wouldn't be able to make it through the movie without laughing too hard. XD -JF

I'm just kidding, we can see the Outsiders, haha. I'll pick you up at 7:30? -HHH

Sure, Hiccy, see you then. -JF

I can't wait. ;) -HHH

Jack placed his phone down on the table, and he went straight to his room, determined to look at least half decent. Why? Hell, he doesn't even know, but he's not going to look odd, not when he is going somewhere with Hiccup. Nope, he was gonna look nice, for Hiccup. Wait, what? Oh, Hell no he did not just think that. Too late, he didn't care as he rummaged through his closet and looked for something he thought Hiccup would like.

Oh, by the way, the Outsiders is my favorite movie ever! I might do cameos from other movies in here, I may add other people, because I know you might've freaked out because of Hiccup's momma being alive, but, I really want to give my opinion of her and how I think she'd act if she were still live today. Peace to all, Imma keep throwin yall goddies, I hope.