A/N Hello, all. The site erased all my author's notes and Review replies for this chapter and I'm too tired to replace them right now, so I will do that at the END of the chapter. I will say I'm sorry for not updating in so long, BUT these happened: writer's block, depression and non-motivation. And look at me now, only updating a few weeks before school starts. Pfft, yeah, what a failure. ANYWAY I'm updating now, so, hope you like it.

Chapter Six

Hiccup looked around the classroom as they all waited for Miss Gothel to show up. He was actually looking at the other students. Some of them were a bit weird. I mean...a talking donkey who was actually named Donkey?

And another thing; Elsa was really twitchy. Donkey was talking to her, making bad jokes and whatnot, and she merely smiled faintly and jumped every time he laughed.

Belle looked more enthusiastic than Elsa. She was wearing a blue and white dress and had her dark brown hair pinned up. Her eyes were sparkling as she eagerly discussed something called "The Pythagoras Theorem" with Honey Lemon.

Snotlout was sitting close to them and tried constantly to join the conversation, but...he had absolutely no idea what they were talking about, so he constantly failed.

Fiona was wearing a long green dress and had her red hair in a braid down her back. She was really pretty, but she had taken a desk in the corner of the room, in the back, and seemed intent upon shrinking into nothing. The classic "Ignore Me, Please" position: shoulders hunched, elbows up on the desk, legs pressed together, hands curved around the back of her neck, head down.

She had surprisingly chosen to sit next to Hiccup, and he decided to try to make some conversation.

"Hi." Always a good opening. She glanced toward him and nodded in greeting.

"Hey." Nothing else. The pause grew longer and more awkward until Hiccup finally blurted out:

"So, uh, I noticed that your eyes are green too. " Oh man, could I have said anything more stupid? He thought. Well, as we all have noticed, Hiccup's improv sucks under pressure.

Fiona looked slightly surprised, as if she hadn't realized that her eyes were, in fact, green.

"Well, its just part of my c-... Um, I mean, that's just how I got them." She shifted in her chair. Hiccup got the feeling that she was hiding something.

"Do they run in your family? Mine do." Hiccup watched her as she cocked her head to the side, apparently undecided about something.

"I'm not sure." Hiccup raised an eyebrow. She hastened to explain.

"What I mean is that I can't remember. I haven't seen my family in a long time." She finished with a slightly resentful tone, and Hiccup wondered why. He didn't get a chance to wonder long because the door flew open with a bang and Miss Gothel strode in, shutting the door behind her.

"Good morning, class!" She trilled. Everyone had fallen silent at her entry and were now watching her.

"Now, I understand that some of you will need extra help," she said in a sugary voice. "Those people will be coming here during the break time that I specifically tell you and not a different one. Is that clear?"

A few mumbles of "Yes, Miss Gothel" echoed around the room.

"Now, that won't do," she said, still retaining that sickly sweet smile.

"When I ask you a question I want to hear 'yes, Miss Gothel' or 'no, Miss Gothel'. I will ask again. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Miss Gothel." This time everyone said it.

"Thank you." That smile was still there. "Now. If you will open your textbooks-"

"Open our whats, Miss Gothel?" Donkey was looking around as if he expcted the "textbook" to come bite him. Miss Gothel sighed.

"The book that is sitting on your desk, Mr. Donkey. And that's another thing. Students in my class are fully expected to raise their hands - or in your case, hooves, Mr. Donkey - when they wish to speak.

Snotlout raised both hands into the air.

"Just one will do, Mr. Jorgenson." Miss Gothel smiled at him. Snotlout lowered one hand and said,

"But Miss Gothel, what if we can't read?" Miss Gothel was so shocked that her smile wavered a bit, but then she recovered and it was back full force.

"Why then, Mr. Jorgensen, get one of your female friends you are sitting with to read it for you until you can remedy that terrible state of mind. Now as I was saying, please open your textbooks to lesson one: The Multiplication Of Fractions."

She turned to the blackboard, away from Belle and Honey Lemon's horrified expressions at the thought that Snotlout was their friend, from Donkey's slightly saddened face, and Hiccup and Elsa's exchanged glance, and began to write on the blackboard.

"If you'll refer to page one you'll see that multiplying the fraction is somewhat different than adding it..."

The class went on for about an hour. Hiccup and Belle both took copious notes. Honey Lemon seemed bored but payed attention. Fiona and Elsa seemed to understand pretty well. Donkey wasn't paying attention at all but slowly eating the page he was supposed to be reading, and Snotlout was hopelessly lost.

When the class ended they filed out of the room with their new textbooks and notebooks (Donkey carried his carefully in his teeth) and stood in the hall for a few minutes. Elsa got into a conversation with Fiona, and soon they were both smiling, nodding, and gesturing with their hands. Snotlout was loudly complaining about how he didn't understand a word to Donkey, who could do nothing but nod with his books in his mouth. Hiccup was talking to Belle and realizing that he liked her a lot. She was inquisitive, smart, and wasn't opposed to talking with boys she'd just met. Honey Lemon was rummaging around in a bag she had slung over her shoulder, and came up with a pink square box-like thing that Hiccup didn't recognize.

"Guys, we should totally get a picture after our first class together!" She gushed. She explained what the box was (a camera) and got them all in a huddle for what she called "a selfie." The flash left half of them rubbing their eyes, and Hiccup noticed Elsa glancing at her gloved hands for a second after the picture with a panicked expression, but then she shrugged it off and smiled faintly.

"What's the next class?" Belle asked Hiccup over the sound of all the other students in the halls. He checked the schedule.

"Biology, with Miss de Vil."

"She's kind of scary, didn't you notice?" Snotlout had stopped complaining, finally, and looked a bit nervous.

"They all are kind of scary," Hiccup realized out loud. He rethought that. "Except maybe Mr. Sebastian."

Belle nodded.

"That Gaston man gives me the shivers," she remarked. "I mean, the way he looks around him! Its as if he thinks that the world was created simply for his pleasure."

"Sounds like someone I know," Hiccup muttered, then agreed with her. "Yes, he does. Although there's something about..uh...what's his name? Dargo Bluddyfist? Creeps me out."

"His name is Drago Bludvist," Elsa cut in, "and I don't know about you, but Miss Maleficent definitely seems most...malevolent."

"Lord Farquadd scares me," Fiona said quietly. Donkey nodded.

"I think Principal Jafar is the scariest," Honey Lemon shivered. "Did you notice how he said 'I am in charge'? As though he'd been waiting to rule something for his whole life."

The others nodded. Suddenly the (what was it? Oh yes, the intercom) crackled and Miss Ursula's voice said:

"Will all students please go to their next class? Please refer to your schedules for more information."

"Come on." Snotlout was already moving. "I don't want Miss de Vil to give us detention for being late." They all emphatically agreed and hurried after him.

A/N HI! NO TIME TO DO REVIEW REPLIES SO I WILL HAVE TO DO TWO AT ONCE NEXT CHAPTER. SORRY ABOUT CAPITAL LETTERS, MY BOLD BUTTON ISNT WORKING. LOVE TO YOU ALL! UNTIL NEXT TIME. IN PERCY JACKSON'S WORDS: PEACE OUT. (WHATEVER THAT MEANS. )