Chapter 4: Pretty in Punk

Hiccup POV:

"What in fucking blue blazes do you think you were DOING?!" Adam angrily demanded as soon as we were all out of earshot.

I removed his hand from my mouth and replied, "fucking blue blazes obviously."

I heard Flynn chuckle while Adam rolled his eyes.

"Hickey has a crush. Hickey has a crush." Al sang out.

"Oh zip it." I replied while shoving him.

"Yeah, the probability is one half. It has a head and a tail." Jim said mimicking Frost.

I glared at him as everybody started laughing.

"Dude, you should have seen the look on your face." Belle choked out. "I thought someone had taken away your favorite puppy."

"You know, I'm just going to head to my next class."

"Yes, head," Adam empathized, "with one-half probability."

I rolled my eyes and walked away from the group now collapsing on the floor in laughter. You guys can only fall cause the hallway's empty. . . where the fuck am I? Great, I have no idea where I am. I groaned to myself as I continued on cause I'm not asking for their help. I noticed at the end of the hallways, a white-haired boy duck into the very last classroom. Yup. I grinned to myself. That is totally where I was to go. I quickly headed into the classroom and took a seat next to Toothless in the back. Zarina shot me a glare but I ignored it.

"Hello, I am Professoress Merryweather." The teacher said as she walked into the room carrying a large black book. She was a short, plump lady with bobbed black hair. She had blue eyes and was a wearing a royal blue cap-sleeve dress that came to her shins. "I know some of you think that Professoress isn't a word. And you are right," she emphasized by slamming her book onto her desk as all the students jumped. "However, I refuse to use that goddamn male gender that English INSISTS on putting our words in. By the way, we will be studying science."

I dropped my head onto my desk. Someone please kill me.

"And true to my name, Merryweather, we will be studying the weather first and weather isn't always merry."

I know. It's kinda obvious.

I felt Toothless slip a piece of paper under my arm. Yay! Now I have to sit back up. I slouched back in my seat, while discreetly reading his scrawled writing.

Hang with you guys at lunch?

I glanced toward him and gave him a small nod which he returned.

"Now students, I wil-" Merryweather began but the door opening, shut her up as my friends peered inside.

"LAND'S ALIVE! WHAT ARE THESE HOOLOIGANS DOING IN MY CLASS!? GET OUT! GET OUT!" She yelled while making shooing motions with her hands.

I smirked to myself at their confused faces. Karma's a bitch.

Belle huffed and rolled her eyes. "We're the transfer students from the dock." She replied while tucking back her bangs behind her ears.

"Oooh! You're those students." Merryweather said while the classroom chuckled.

"Yes, those students," Jim replied crossly while crossing his arms, "as you so elegantly put it."

"Oh, pip down you pipsqueak." She replied and crossed her arms like him. "and go find somewhere to sit."

"Don't they receive a tardy?" Pitch asked.

I narrowed my eyes at his back. Little Bastard.

"Are you volunteering to receive a tardy slip?" She asked with a slight glare as my friends came to their seats.

"No ma'am."

"Then I suggest you shut up."

We smirked at each other. Maybe this school wasn't going to be so bad after all.

Wrong. We were so wrong. About two classes later, we were all ready to kill ourselves.

"I never want to see this place again." Jim complained as we all headed to the cafeteria.

"I swear, the people hear think we're devil spawns." Jane added.

"Dude, we totally are." Al replied.

"No. Just Flynn. He wears all black, always." Adam stated.

Hypocrite.

"Thanks guys. Feeling the love." Flynn mumbled sarcastically.

I draped my arm around Flynn's shoulders. "You know baby, I could really make you feel the love." I said while waggling my eyebrows.

"Fuck off man." Flynn said good -naturedly and shoved me away as the group chuckled.

"Dude," Al said, "I don't think you're going to get laid with lines like that."

"You guys are killing my self-esteem." I muttered.

"Hey, where did Zarina go?" Jim asked looking around.

"Off with the asshole." Toothless nearly growled out.

"Um . . . which asshole?" Adam asked. "There are a lot of them here."

"THE ASSHOLE"

"Who is the asshole?" Adam asked frustrated.

"You'll see." Toothless mumbled. "They'll be sucking face."

"A boyfriend?" Jane inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"ASSHOLE"

"I think that had been established." I said with a slight smirk.

"I'm just making sure it's fully established." Toothless grumped as he pushed open the doors for the cafeteria. "Welcome to the mini hell complete with good tasting food."

"Come on, it can't be that bad." Al said.

"You'll see."

Jim POV:

Hell had nothing to do with the food. Hell was quick looks and the racing whispers laced with rumors.

Great, the whole school has lunch at the same time. And apparently NONE of them have EVER seen punks.

I feel like I am one of those animals at the zoo.

Never going to a zoo. EVER.

"Dude, they have burritos!" Al exclaimed with a giant smile as he rushed toward the back of the line.

"Great, they intend to kill us at home. Bomb our systems." Adam griped.

"Can you not talk about such things?" Jane asked with a grossed out face. "I kinda want to eat."

"What? A scrawny thing like you, actually wants to eat?"

"Now that was rude and uncalled for." Jane replied with a frown and crossing her arms.

"Well... I could have just said, they'll make you poop your guts out." Adam replied mimicking her position.

"Now, you're just being downright disgusting and mean, and ..and ..and… AND I'm NOT SCRAWNY!"

"Can you stop irritating everybody?" Belle said as she walked past them.

"I don't irritate everyone."

"Yes, you do."

"Prove it." He replied with a small smirk.

Belle waved that away, "You're still gross."

"Men are supposed to be gross. Woman aren't."

"Really?" Belle asked with a glint in her eye.

Oh shit. This isn't going to be good.

"Yeah, really." Adam challenged her.

"Well," Belle began conversationally. Please just stop now. "When I went to the bathroom today . . . there is this thing call a tampon, and I-

"That's enough!" Adam and I yelped as we covered our ears.

No. Just illlll. I never want to hear about girl's adventures in the bathroom. Never.

"But, I'm not even finished." Belle whined. "It's not even that gross."

"Please, pretty please." I begged, "just end it there." Pride be damned. I don't want to be scarred for the rest of my life.

Belle smirked at us. "Sissies."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Adam replied waving it off with a sheepish smile.

"Where'd Hiccup go?" Jane asked looking around.

"If you mean after the white mop of hair. You're correct." Toothless replied uninterested as he came up beside us with a sandwich on his tray. "Let's get a table while we still can."

Damn his extra seeing height.

"I" Adam started to say then nodded his head in agreement with Toothless.

Just let him. At this point, it's hopeless to try and stop him. I thought as we walked away to a table near one of the exits in the back of the room.

Hi everyone, I know this is shorter than normal chapter but I had to split this chapter. If you want I can put the other half this weekend, but you have to let me know. The chapter name from last week was by the band, Black Veil Brides. Any guesses for this week?

Oh as normal, I don't own the character so peace out. :)