Hiccup tried to remain focussed on his chemistry work, but it was difficult with Astrid sat in front of him and a little to the side. It was as though she was trying to be distracting, sitting there, completely flawless. Her slender legs crossed beneath the desk, one booted foot tapping frustrated against the stool edge as she tried to make sense of the equations on the board. Her hair constantly tumbling around her face, falling out of her loose braid, causing her to shift to fix it. As her arms reached up to adjust her hair, her chest rose and Hiccup found himself staring at the perfect curves beneath her t-shirt. Why oh why was it so fitted? It was fitted so beautifully tightly that he could almost make out the lines of her bra beneath it. He forced himself to look away from her chest and watched her nimble fingers moving quickly and swiftly to braid her hair, tugging it into place, brushing through it gently, tying the hair band with such dexterity...
He shook his head as unwelcome thoughts from some dark corner of his mind crept forward. Chemistry. Chemistry he told himself. I must focus on my chemistry work. I can do chemistry. I'm good at it.
"Are you good at this kind of chemistry though?" The voice in the back of his head whispered.
Yes. I'm... well no... I don't seem to get it... Wait no. I am not going to think about whatever chemistry there might or might not be with Astrid he told the voice.
"Oh there's chemistry alright. Even Fishlegs saw it."
Shut up. I'm trying to focus here. But that was proving difficult. Every equation seemed to send him spiralling back to Astrid. He consulted the periodic table of elements and spotted Au... Gold. Astrid was the Golden Girl. Her hair was golden too... No, stop that Hiccup! He physically flinched in annoyance and glanced back to the board, trying not to notice Astrid turning her pen over in her fingers and biting her lip and she tried to work out the answer.
Ok... When the two elements are put into a catalyst and heated, you may get a positive reaction... He wondered if Fishlegs was right, if things would get heated with Astrid.
You get a positive reaction. Man, what he wouldn't give for her to have a positive reaction to him. But according to Tuffnut... She already had. He still felt oddly proud that she'd never taken to another guy like she had to him. Focus Hiccup focus!
Occasionally a spark will occur... There was some sort of spark with Astrid. She dropped her pen and slid effortlessly off her stool to retrieve it. The sight of her ass in her skinny jeans sent sparks through Hiccup's brain. Damn she was distracting. Focus!
When chemicals react... Chemicals were certainly reacting in Hiccup to the sight of Astrid's ass, and now she was stretching, and there was the line of her bra again... Hiccup bit his lip. Every gesture she made was sending his brain into frenzy. He hated the chemistry, but he loved it. He was thankful he wasn't in biology and sat with Fishlegs muttering about 'biological urges'. Oh shit... Hiccup thought. Now I AM thinking about biological urges. Astrid sighed frustrated and turned to glance around the room, her eyes found his as he stared at her and he blushed scarlet. She smiled at him, gestured towards the board and rolled her eyes. He knew she wasn't getting it, but right now nor was he. All he was getting were some very irritating thoughts from that dark part of his brain and the fact that this beautiful girl, this this... goddess, was looking at HIM and smiling and joking.
His pen was still on his paper and trailing over it absentmindedly as he looked at her.
"Astrid would you face the front please." The teacher barked. Astrid rolled her eyes again, gave Hiccup a brilliant smile and turned away. His eyes didn't leave her figure. How could anyone be so perfect? It was beyond Hiccup, and it was certainly completely beyond him why she would show an interest in him. Not that he was complaining, just surprised, really surprised. His eyes raked over every inch of her, from the toes of her worn out combat boots, up her slender legs where her peachy flesh was visible through the tears in her jeans, over her flat belly which had that perfect toned look beneath her shirt, he knew that from the evening in the gym. He felt suddenly flushed as he recalled that tiny Lycra crop top and little running shorts. His eyes carried on travelling, admiring the curves of her chest, the slope of her elegant neck, the lines of her face, each curve that was upon it. Drinking in each sun kissed freckle, every wrinkle on her nose or brow as she concentrated. He looked at her hair, now braided to perfection, every golden strand in place. He marvelled at her, for once, his studies seemed so very unimportant, so very dull in comparison to the beauty in front of him.
The lesson finally ended and Hiccup had done almost no work. The extent of his work, he was embarrassed to see, were doodles of Astrid or her name scribbled occasionally over the page. Blushing he crumpled up the sheet and shoved it in his satchel, he'd do the equations later when there was no Astrid to distract him. He bustled out of the classroom, trying not to look at the smirk of Fishlegs' face.
"You seemed a little distracted." His friend commented, catching him up.
"Shut up Fish."
"Just saying, I think your eyes left Astrid maybe three times?"
"Fish I said shut up." Hiccup growled through gritted teeth, speeding up to get away. Fishlegs just caught him up again.
"I saw you doodling on your page... I've never seen you that distracted. You used to stare at her before but never that intently. You were watching her every move. And I saw you checking out her figure..." Hiccup turned around and snapped at Fishlegs with surprising aggression in his voice.
"I said shut up Fish!" Fishlegs stared at him surprised. Hiccup felt ashamed of himself for yelling at his friend and looked away, walking off quickly. Once again though, Fishlegs caught him up.
"Hey ok I'm sorry. But you really were very distracted." Hiccup let out a deep sigh.
"I don't know what's come over me Fish... Usually, I'm really focussed, but lately... I dunno. I just couldn't keep my mind on anything in that lesson. All I could think about was her."
"I think my friend, you're smitten." Fishlegs teased clapping a hand to Hiccup's shoulder. "Don't worry about it, its normal. You're smitten with her and she is beautiful and you're an eighteen year old boy. You're bound to stare. Just try and think of really disgusting things when you get distracted, then it won't show so much." He winked and hurried on before Hiccup could make sense of what he'd just said.