ASTRID'S POV

The alarm clock echoes in my room, signaling the start of a new day with wonderful possibilities-cue gag. Groggily, I reach my hand out to hit the snooze button. I groan when I only hit air. After swiping around a little more, I groan even more. I really don't want to open my eyes. Opening my eyes means getting up, and I so do not feel like getting up. What's today anyway?

Please let it be Saturday, please let it be Saturday.

But that doesn't feel right.

I roll over, wanting to get rid of the noise of the alarm clock but am startled awake when I land on hard, cold ground. Then, a lump of purple lands on top of me, and I groan at the added weight. I was so not prepared for it. What the heck was that? I swear it's as heavy as an actual person-Oh. I almost forgot Tooth had slept over. . . Did we fall asleep on the window seat? The ache in my neck is a painful yes to that question.

Tooth swings her bear at my head and knocks some air out of me. I groan again and tilt myself to the side to shake her off me. She falls off of me with a squeak. I sit up and laugh as she still lays sprawled on the floor. Toothiana pushes herself up with her elbows, and smacks me with her bear again. An evil smirk sprouts on my lips. I let last night's events roll out of my head like water. New day, new and tougher me.

"You wanna play like that, huh?" I smile, and my pillow met the side of her head. A war has begun. We give a shout of triumph at each other's hits, and laugh hysterically when we miss. You know, the usual best friend stuff. My Aunt's voice mixed with my-still-blaring alarm clock ruins our fun.

"Astrid, Ana! Get ready and come down or you'll make your own breakfast!" We smell chocolate chip pancakes and hear a smoothie mix in the blender. The chocolaty odor only intensifies. Our mouths water and our stomachs growl in anticipation and we hurry to get ready. After making ourselves look decent, we cleaned my room and grabbed our stuff, practically running to the kitchen. We sit down, and Aunt Grace set the plates in front of us. Chocolate chip pancakes with chocolate syrup grazing the outside, a chocolate shake on the side and actual chocolate kisses next to the pancakes. Chocolate heaven!

"Aunt Grace, we love you!" We say together, about to dig in when she stops us.

"Not so fast, first, we have to say grace." We nod, eager to get a taste of this God blessed food. We take a hold of each other's hands, Aunt Grace directing the prayer.

"Amen."

Aunt Grace then nods and we dig in. It was one of the most delicious things Aunt Grace has ever done. And let's just say she's a one of a kind cook, in the best way possible. We brush our teeth and each give Aunt Grace a kiss on the cheek.

"Make sure to stay warm!" She waves as we exit the house. We debate on walking today since it's pretty early but decide it's too cold. The bus sounds good. For today at least. While we walk, wet snow crunches under us, and we make sure to steer clear of the slippery parts. It's Tuesday, the second day of school, and the weather is looking like it's going to bite somebody in the butt. Namely, us.

"You know, maybe we should go to that skating rink that just opened up a while ago." She started walking backwards, snuggling into her scarf, but I can see the end of her lips curl up. "I heard its awesome! Let's go?" Toothiana asks with big, purple puppy eyes. I smile.

"Sure, why not?" I answered.

"We should all go." Tooth continues, eyeing me.

I shrug,"Sounds good to me."

"It's twenty bucks each by the way." Toothie said, and ran ahead, her back now to me. Then I realize she just set me up.

"Hey, no way am I paying for all you guys!" I run after her, smiling. I tackle her, and the snow crunches under us. Oh, bad idea! Bad idea! I was already cold as it is, now the snow seeping into my clothes makes me shiver. I get up, and help her up, too. Tooth rubbed her covered arms with her wet gloves, as if that would help.

"Okay! Okay! You don't have to pay for them. . . only me!" She shows me those big, purple puppy eyes again. I groan, covering my own eyes.

"Pwease?" She says it in the most adorable voice ever. You know, that adorable and irresistible baby voice you hear on children when they want something. Hesitantly, I uncover my eyes. She's pouting, her puppy eyes capturing that perfect pup look, eyelashes blinking up at me. For a second, I wonder if she could start or stop a war just by using her face. "I'm broke. . ."

Great way to ruin her adorable moment. But I'm still a sap for those big gems she has for eyes.

"Fine!" She jumps up and down excitedly. I smile. Oh, what I do for my crazy sister from another mother.

We dust off the rest of the snow from our clothes and walk in comfortable silence all the way to the bus stop, her skipping the whole way. This is a difference from our mopey selves of yesterday. I like this a lot better. Small snowflakes are still caught in our hair from us rolling on the snow, our clothes, too. But we're okay and happy. We start chatting about random things until the bus stops in front of us, its door opening for us. We climb the stairs and start walking toward the back. I see the Big Four laughing, throwing paper balls at two guys. Excluding Hiccup and Jack, of course. They just sit there, lips pursed. But their not stopping it either. They don't like it, I know it, but they still don't try to stop it. Merida starts poking one of the guys heads, Rapunzel pulls at the others hair. Do they think they look cute doing that?

"Hey, leave them alone!" I glare at them.

Merida and Rapunzel turn my way, an eyebrow raised. The guy turns my way, too. I haven't seen him before. He must be new. Dark messy hair, and intriguing green eyes. So much like Hiccup's. . . He gives me a smile. My heart flutters involuntarily and I glance at the other one as a distraction. And they look exactly alike. Except for their their eyes. The other guy, Green Eye's brother I suppose, has striking brown eyes. His twin gives me and Toothiana an appreciative nod. I must admit, they're strikingly handsome and look a little older than high school age with their more than obvious charm. Brown Eyes gives her a lopsided grin and I hear Tooth's breath hitch. Merida rolls her eyes, and sits down, scooting closer than necessary to Hiccup. Jealousy shoots right through me like a jolt of electricity. She so did that on purpose!

Control yourself, Hofferson! You don't feel that way about that boy anymore, there's no reason to get jealous.

Jealous, hmph, I'm so not jealous. No way.

I turn back to the twins. There's something. . . up with them, I wanna say. But, as of right now, I can't figure out if it's a good 'up' or a bad one.


TOOTH'S POV

I see Rapunzel sit practically on Jack's lap, and, God forgive me, but I wish I had a pair of scissors to cut her bald. Let's see how pretty she would be without her golden locks. . . I look down at my lap, banishing these thoughts. I hate that she can get that little green monster out of me. How she can make so mad with such little things! I can feel eyes on me, and turn to see it's the new boy with the brown eyes. My cheeks flush as I pull Astrid to the backseat. I hear a chuckle as we walk by and I'm pretty positive it's him.

Ugh, why can everyone get the reaction they want from me?! It's very annoying.

I glance at Astrid, hoping to ease my embarrassment with a distraction. She's still observing the other twin. I don't blame her, though, those twins are a little handsome. Okay, very handsome. I feel another gaze on me and turn. Jack's own maple gaze meets my own, and my breath hitches up. I quickly duck, panic overtaking my senses.

Oh, stupid move!

Be smooth, Toothiana!

I peek over the seat we were seated behind. He already turned around, but I think I see him glance at me from the corner of his eyes.

This time, I'm the one to turn away with stained cheeks. My heart beats with hope. Did he. . . remember? Remember something? I glance at him from the corner of my eyes, hoping for another sign. When I think he's about to catch me, I turn my gaze to the twin with the maple eyes to cover it up. It works the first few times. But then someone else catches me staring. The twin then catches me and smiles. Wait, correction, I catch him staring first, and then he smiles. I smile back at him, teasingly almost. We pretty much play the staring game the whole ride, trying to keep a straight face. He's really good at it though, I'm usually the one to smile and blink and laugh quietly under my breath.

Time passes by quickly and we arrive at school. The doors open, and we exit out. The twins wait for us outside, which I take as a very bold move. After all, we don't even know these guys. They each give us a smile and my heart flutters as the maple eyed one winks at me. Not because I necessarily like-like him-sure he's handsome, but who wouldn't get flustered when a guy winks at them? Specifically, a guy who really is not shabby at all. I mentally shake my head and smile back. What a flirt. Not that it's too much of a bad thing. Astrid does the same.

"Hey," The green eyed one says, walking next to Astrid.

"Hey." Astrid replies coolly. She can be harder to ruffle.

"Hey." The maple eyed one says, hands in his pockets, backpack over his shoulder, walking at my pace. I blush immediately. Gosh, that's dumb. I just met this guy, why am I so shy? But, I think I do know why. I don't want to look him in the eyes; they look so much like Jack's and it just feels wrong to look at him and see someone else. I'd definitely find it rude. I wouldn't someone looking right through me and seeing someone else. I'm definitely talking from experience (*cough* Jack *cough*).

"Hi." I respond shyly. "So, you're new here?" Of course he's new here! Ugh, stupid! I mentally slap myself.

"Yeah, I am. Me and my brother actually." He smiles sweetly down at me. My cheeks flush, but not so much out of embarrassment.

"So, do you have a name?" I ask. Oh Tooth, of course he has a name! Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"Yeah, I'm Jake, and my brother over there is William. Call him Will if you will." He smiles jokingly. I know Jack might've high-fived himself for that one. It would have been something he would have practiced, too, had he ever known an actual William. My cheeks flushed a darker shade of red. He's not Jack, Tooth, I scold. I turn away from his gaze, embarrassed as a tiny laugh leaves my lips.

Control yourself, Tooth! He's just a boy!

A handsome boy.

And he's funny.

Well, that was a bad joke, but he tried.

Yet, I can't help but think of Jack. Jake, Jack. What a coincidence. . . This world just hates me. . .

"Are you alright?" Jake raises an eyebrow.

"Huh? Oh yeah! I'm totally fine!" I laugh awkwardly, hands clasped behind my back. Stupid! Stupid!

He chuckles slightly, and bumps his shoulder with mine, though it's more like he bumps his arm against me considering the height difference. I shoulder him back, though. We keep this going for a while until I almost fall over to the side. He catches me, though, and balances me back on my feet. Well, he got comfortable fast. It's strange, but I guess we all adjust differently. Take that from a fast adapter.

But, honestly, this guy doesn't seem half bad.


ASTRID'S POV

"So, I'm William. Call me Will." His green eyes twinkle along with his smile. Green eyes. Like Hiccup's.

This isn't Hiccup, Astrid, stop it! I compose myself and turn to him.

"I'm Astrid." I say, giving him my usual, close lipped smile.

I feel someone watching as I speak, though, eyes burning holes through us. I turn my head slightly, and catch Hiccup glaring at William. His brows narrowed, like he always does when he was mad or upset. . . or jealous? Jealous? Does that mean . . . ? No. I don't even want to let myself think that. Why would he be jealous anyways? He left me for Dumbbutt. His choice, his fault, not mine. He said it clearly on the first day. The day of his betrayal. I shut my eyes, and let the bitterness escape me in a sigh. I really don't want to remember that day. But I remember anyway and don't see the frozen patch of slippery ice.

I lose my balance, my foot slipping on it. I fall, and bring William down with me when he tries to help. Neither of us were ready for a fall. He lands on his back, and I land on top of him. My arms tighten to my chest and I ease off a little till I'm not on him but beside him, shoulders touching. I turn to find him staring right at me and my breathing stops along with my heart as my cheeks heat up.

Well, this is embarrassing. . .

Whistles, hoots, laughs and cooing is heard, and my blush deepens, though the sounds are far away. I can't help but really look at him though. He really is handsome. His green eyes are mesmerizing. I could count the faint freckles on his nose. He looked so familiar. I'd never met him before, that I was sure of. But his features reminded me so much of. . .

Hiccup.

Tooth's hand brings me out of whatever reverie I was in, and I take it, catching myself before I do something even more stupid. The snow was already soaking my clothes and I was getting cold. People moved on from what they had just seen quickly enough.

"Are you okay?" Tooth helps me dust myself off with her motherly hands, and I nod with a faint smile. I turn back to William, who's still lying on the floor, looking up at us with a look I can't seem to place.

"Sorry, William, I never intended for that to happen." I help him up and he dusts himself off with a smile.

"No worries, happens to the best of us sometimes, no?" I'm surprised at the sincerity of his voice and eyes. I'd be lying if I said I didn't find that the tiniest bit attractive. Guys didn't come like that often anymore. I smile, my first toothy smile at him. Crazy how he got one out of me so quickly. I think he knows that too, and that's why he chuckles.

I see a familiar figure from the corner of my eye and turn a little to the side in curiosity. It's Hiccup. And he looks. . . upset. But before I can really look at him, he turns to leave. He walks away, Merida calling after him. He disappears into the building, not even turning around at her calls. I almost shout and run after him but snap myself out of it. He's still a stranger, and I have absolutely no reason to go after him. Even if my heart begs to differ.