"Will you knock it off?" Eira asks irritatedly, looking over her shoulder at the boy behind her. Her first class of the day was one she shared with Hiccup-which she thought it might be decent because of that. However, he was sat in the front of the room, in the right corner. She was sat more towards the back, with just a white haired boy behind her, who apparently thought it funny to try and make her angry. "Will you knock it off?" he snickered, mocking her just because he could. Eira growled in response, putting her chin in her hands and facing forwards. Trying her best to ignore him so she could actually get something out of the lesson being taught by the teacher. although Eira wasn't sure the exact reason that Merida was so rough and to a degree, mean, from what she'd heard from Hiccup about her; Eira was starting to think maybe trying to hit the boy behind her to make him stop was a good idea.

"Leave me alone or I am going to smack that smirk off your face, I mean it!" Eira finally growls, her patience-if she had any to begin with-was wearing very thin.

As for how things were going for Destiny, it was actually not half as bad. Her first class was with Mavis, who she was still learning to be okay with. Art wasn't really too bad, even if Destiny didn't think that she was too good at it, at least Mavis had been able to make her laugh once or twice.

"Yeah, I never really thought that I was very good at art," Mavis says, shrugging some to Destiny. "You know how I even passs off some of my stuff to not get a bad grade?"

Figuring that maybe Mavis was not all bad, she just goes with it. After all, Mavis was doing all the talking, and it was keeping her from thinking too much about the fact that she'd fought with her father that morning-at least for now, anyway. Later, it would probably hit her again and she'd be depressed again. "How?" Destiny asks, tilting her head to the other girl.

"Oh, well I normally just tell the teacher that I was going for abstract art."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and thankfully, it passes!" Mavis giggles, then looks to what Destiny was painting. "Holy rabies..that looks awesome, Despair! It almost looks like something Rapunzel would do. You should really paint more often!"

Destiny gives her an odd look, first having been caught off guard by her use of expression, as it was something that she'd never heard before. then she hears what else Mavis says. She should paint more? This was definitely not what she had expected to hear. She looks to her painting, a picture of a girl sitting alone in the rain. then she looks back to Mavis and shrugs "Uh, thanks..I guess. Who's Rapunzel?"

"Rapunzel?" Mavis asks, sitting up and grinning "Oh she's over there," she says, then pointing to a girl with tremedously long golden blonde hair, who looked to be very into whatever she was painting. "Oh," Destiny nods, shrugging again. She wasn't very sure how she'd get along with Rapunzel, seeing as she loked o be the exact opposite of her. Cheery, smiling, wearing bright colors...everyhing that Destiny wasn't and didn't do.

"So, you think I can paint as good as her, huh?" Destiny asks in a sort of sarcastic way, looking back over to her painting-which in her own mind would serve much better as fire kindling than anything else.

"Yeah!" Mavis nods happily. "I love it, it is just like Punzie's stuff but only darker. It's perfect! Here, I'll show you. Hey, Rapunzel, c'mere!"

"Gee, thanks.." Destiny mutters to Mavis's comments. then looking up to realize that she was calling Rapunzel over, Destiny tries to stop her but is too late. The bubbly blonde is already on her way over, showering her with compliments just like Mavis had. As one not to really like her own work, Destiny found it hard to believe what they were saying.

"This is so good," Rapunzel was saying. "I mean, sad, but good! I can feel the emotion coming from the girl in the picture." She says, then stops and suddenly grins "Hey, I have an idea! You should put this in the art contest they have every year," she was practically bouncing with excitement. "Wait, what?" Destiny asks, finding it hard to keep up with her. "There's an art contest that they have every year. I really think you should enter your painting."

"Really?" Destiny asks, uncertain. She really wasn't sure about all of this, and she was feeling a little overwhelmed as well.

"Sure!" Rapunzel exclaims, then she stands stright and says "I will even go get the teacher for you, she'll say the same thing too, I just know it!" With that, Rapunzel is off, going to get the teacher.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Destiny says, though she is too late to cach her. "Great.." Destiny mutters, sighing. Maybe painting was not such a good idea after all...

When the bell rang to let Eira out of her history class, she couldn't wait to get out of there. Hastily grabbing her stuff, she heads out the door and down the hall, inwardly ranting to herself. By the time Hiccup catches up to her, she was on a short fuze.

"Hey, uh, Eira-"

"What?" Eira asks, snapping as she looks over at him. Sighing, she tries to calm herself down. "What, Hiccup?" she asks again, looking over at him. "Well I just wanted to ask you what was wrong.." Hiccup mutters, blowing some of his bangs out of his face. "Oh." Eira says, rolling her eyes as she finally reaches her locker, slamming it open and startling the girl next to her. "That boy. I have no idea who he is, but I can't stand him."

"Boy?" Hiccup asks, then he nods. "Ohhh..him," he says, nodding again. "Yeah, that's Jack." Hiccup says with a slight laugh. "Jack?" Eira asks, raising her eyebrow, as if it is supposed to mean something to her. "Yeah, Jack Frost." Hiccup nods. "He's one of the troublemakers."

"Oh, Eira sighs. "Of course I had to be sat by one of the idiots...Could this day get any worse?" she asks as she waits on Hiccup to get his stuff as well. "Well...You could have your lunch fall on the floor, or you could trip and then land face first in your lunch. Hey, don't laugh, that's happened to me before."

"Sorry," Eira says and shakes her head with a small smile. "What class do you have now?"

"Hmm...I think I have math...You?"

Eira sighs, then looking back at her own schedule. "I have a language class...In the copmplete opposite direction you're going.." Hiccup smiles "Oh, well I don't have that until later, but that is with Mr. Dracula. I think you'll like him. He's kind of funny." Hiccup nods to her as they split ways.

"I hope so," Eira calls, waving alitle to the ood boy form next door. He was tolerable, she'd give him that. Maybe being friends with him wouldn't be so bad. After all, it beat being all alone.