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Later on that night:
Hiccup glanced at his clock, as if the time would come by quick enough, and it read 6:52. Damn. He tore his eyes from the machine and looked at his homework again. What the hell were these equations wanting to say? Find your own value of x! Dammit. He ran his hands through his brunet hair and sighed, walking across the room to look out of window. It was starting to get dark and the hints of light still speckled in purples and oranges here and there. Jack was a nice guy, yeah, but why did he take him home? Probably to tell where he lived to his little jock minions and egg his car. He pushed away the thought and went back to scolding himself on to why Jack actually took him home. He was really persistent and random, with a side of demanding. His blue eyes looking at him like pins and his bleached hair was the last thing he had to think about. With an exasperated sigh, he flopped onto his bed and buried his face onto his pillow. He stayed like that until he felt a vibration from his pocket. He didn't bother to pick it up, probably more death threats. He kept ignoring the constant vibrations until he couldn't handle them anymore. Digging his hand into his pocket, he unlocked his phone to see that he had 5 missed calls, and 20 text from an unknown number. He opened his messages and couldn't help let a smile creep onto his face.
Unknown Number:
Hey freckles, this is Jack x
Freckles, are you there?
Freckles, don't you go ignoring me now.
FRECKLES, IF YOU DON'T ANSWER ME I'M COMING OVER. DAMMIT.
Freckles look out of your window.
Hiccup snorted at the nickname and said boy did look out of his window, and he scrambled over his bed sheets to see that Jack Frost indeed was outside his window. Hiccup opened the window and stuck his head out. ''What the hell are you doing here?!'
Jack took a step towards closer to the house. ''I never got your name.'' He looked up towards the second floor window and saw that the moonlight was illuminating the boy's green eyes.
''This is what happens when you insist on taking me home and dropping me off immediately,'' scoffed the boy. ''The name's Hiccup.''
Hiccup crossed his arms on the window pane and rested his head on his arms. He looked beautiful. He must've staring for a long time, until a 'hey; from Hiccup brought him back to reality. ''Hiccup,'' He experimented saying the name and realised that he liked the way it sounds and feels. ''Cute name and I'm going to pick you up tomorrow!'' He called over his shoulder and went back to his car, speeding off before Hiccup could even have a chance to protest.