So everyone keeps asking how I update so fast and well, I don't really know how to explain. I mean, everyone writes at their own pace and my writing is more spontaneous. I'll get an idea and write it down and when I really feel like writing it, I will. Sometimes I just get really into a fanfic and work on it whenever I can. Not to mention the time I spend just sitting at my computer, since it's summer I have nothing else to do, so why not?

So in shortened terms, the reason I update so fast: I have no life.

It was Wednesday, only three more days till Jack was coming over and Hiccup was having a meltdown. Not only was the news of his bruise spreading around, but his stomach was churning and twisting, not letting him enjoy anything. He put his head down on the lunch table and pushed his food tray away, wrapping his arms around his stomach.

"Hey, you sure you're okay?" Astrid asked as she picked at her salad. Sophie sat next to her, a new member of the table now that she and Fishlegs found something in common. "You've been getting worse every day," she pointed out.

"Thank you Astrid," he said dryly. Lifting his head, he noticed a few people turn their eyes away, not wanting to get caught staring. "I'm a mess and a total freak show, why not?" He ran a hand through his hair.

"Don't worry," Sophie said quietly. "When Jack comes over to our house he's usually behaved," she paused, taking a small bite of her sandwich, "for the most part." Hiccup groaned and she gave an apologetic look. "I can talk to my brother and see if he can talk Jack out of going if you'd like." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, but it only fell back into her face right afterwards.

Hiccup shook his head and closed his eyes. "My mom is super excited I actually have friends besides these two." He motioned to Fishlegs and Astrid who both nodded. "If I bail out on her for this she'll be crushed. Not to mention Tooth and her hit it off pretty well."

Sophie shrugged and went back to her sandwich. Fishlegs watched her before turning to his friend. "Well, why don't you invite Astrid over, I mean, she can at least protect you," he suggested.

"Yeah, I can sit between you guys and make sure he doesn't try and pull anything." She nudged his foot with hers but he didn't even crack a smile. "Come on Hiccup, it won't be that bad, just call me and I'll be there, no questions asked."

He sighed. "I know, but…" He looked away, biting the corner of his mouth.

Astrid laughed lightly. "You kind of want him to try something don't you?" Sophie glanced at Hiccup and back at Astrid, mouth full of sandwich. "Oh, right, you're new to our group." Astrid scratched her cheek, giving Hiccup a 'sorry for letting that slip' look.

Hiccup sat up a little more. "I hope that doesn't bother you," he said, "you know, me being… that."

Sophie shook her head slowly. "No, it's fine, it's just, I never really knew you were like that." She didn't scream any questions out about which boy Hiccup thought was cute. There was no rant about gay rights; she simply began to eat again, her green eyes straying to the book she had set aside. Hiccup let out a sigh of relief, slumping where he sat.

"Wait!" Astrid slapped her hands on the table making everyone jump. "Sophie!" The younger girl leaned back, slightly afraid. "Jack comes over to your house to visit your brother right?" When she nodded Astrid grinned wildly. "Then maybe you can answer this for us."

"Uh, sure, what is it?" Sophie looked to Fishlegs for help but he just shrugged, watching them with amusement.

"Do you know if Jack is gay or what?" Astrid asked without missing a beat.

Hiccup slapped his hand against forehead. "Astrid! You don't ask those kinds of questions!" He mumbled as Sophie opened and closed her mouth. "I'm so sorry, you don't have to answer that, she's just being weird." He ignored the glared Astrid gave him.

"Look, if we're not going to ask Jack, might as well ask someone else who knows him! I mean, when are we going to get another chance like this?!" She waved to Sophie. "It's better if we find out now then have you guessing all through dinner about whether you should take him upstairs." He narrowed his eyes at her and she blinked, playing innocent. He didn't want Sophie to think he was a pervert.

"Uh, actually-"

"Astrid, look, maybe I don't want to know so that way when Jack moves on to new friends I don't have to worry about it! I mean, even if he is completely straight, then who says I won't still crush on him?" Hiccup's hands were moving as he talked with a nervous air.

"Y-You guys?"

Astrid scoffed. "So now you're finally admitting to having a crush on him?" She leaned forward, raised her eyebrows. "What brought this on?"

"Uhm…"

"I never said I was crushing on him now," Hiccup stated. "I'm just saying in the future if we hung out more, there would still be a chance I could crush on him whether he's straight or not."

Fishlegs threw his hands up in the air. "Would you guys just listen to Sophie already?!" He shouted and a few people passing by gave them strange looks. Astrid and Hiccup looked to Sophie who had a finger in the air, her eyes wide at Fishlegs raising his voice. Well, truthfully they were all shocked, Fishlegs rarely raised his voice unless it was absolutely necessary. He coughed and picked up his book (completely new), reading like his life depended on it, his cheeks bright red.

"Okay…" Astrid turned to Sophie. "What was it you had to say?"

Sophie shifted in her seat, head ducking whenever she got nervous. "Well, I don't truthfully know. As far as I've seen, Jack has never brought anyone to our house or talked about anyone he's liked. Then again, I never really am around Jamie and Jack when they hang out." She looked at Hiccup. "Sorry, that's all I got."

Hiccup smiled gently. "No, thanks for the information anyways. I guess it's still up in the air." She smiled back, braces flashing before; she too, grabbed her book and began to read. He propped his chin up on his hand, tilting his head. "For all we know he could be asexual," he joked.

"Yeah, and on weekends your name is Sugar Milk and you work at the nearest strip club." Astrid laughed as the bell rang.

Hiccup simply turned his face away. "You don't know what I do on the weekends."

They all stood and gathered their things. "Come on, we have a chem lab to take care of Sugar Milk." She nudged Hiccup's shoulder and he nudged her back, watching as Fishlegs and Sophie wandered off together.

Hiccup stared into his locker, not wanting to go home because his family, all except his dad, was buzzing about Jack coming over. He wondered if he could just live in his locker, he was sure could probably fit into it. As he reached for a text book someone came up and slammed their shoulder into the locker next to his. He jumped, text book falling to the floor with a loud thump.

"Hey," it was Tuffnut.

After a second of realization, Hiccup's shoulders raised he stepped away for a moment. "Uh, listen, I didn't tell anyone about the whole eye thing, alright? So can you just tell Snoutlout to back off?" He glanced around, not finding the other teen anywhere. Now he was really nervous, Tuffnut would never approach him alone, especially in public.

"Look, I'm trying to apologize for the asshole, just calm down," the older teen grumbled. He was taller than Hiccup and like Snoutlout, was one year older. His long blonde hair was a gimmick he had for his garage band that Hiccup couldn't even remember the name to. His eyes were a darker blue than his twin sisters, which made them seem twice as scary.

"Ok, so uhm, apology accepted." Hiccup waited for him to leave, but when he continued standing there with his usual caveman stance, Hiccup bent down to pick up his text book. Tuffnut reached down as well, grabbing it before he could. He handed it over roughly, his lips pinching. "Thanks," Hiccup said.

Tuffnut shoved his hands into his jean pockets, looking like he was ready to kill the younger boy. "He's just really angry right now 'cause of the whole girlfriend thing." He shrugged his shoulders, seeming uncomfortable.

"Yeah," Hiccup nodded, "you already explained that." He hoped Astrid would show up and scare him away, but it seemed like she was taking her sweet time.

"Ah, your eye," Tuffnut motioned with the jerk of his chin.

Hiccup unconsciously blinked. "What about it?"

Tuffnut looked at his eye and just as quickly looked away. "I just wanted to know if it's alright," he muttered.

"Yeah, it's all good. Just a bruise, nothing life threatening."

"Cool."

"Uh huh."

"I'm going to go now, just watch out," Tuffnut warned angrily as he turned away. Hunching his shoulders, he stomped off to meet Ruffnut at the other end of the hall. She nudged his side and he pushed her away, walking off by himself as she glanced at Hiccup and followed behind.

"So what was that?" Another voice asked and Hiccup dropped his book again. He groaned as Astrid chuckled. "I don't think I've seen Tuffnut so passive, even more so to you."

"He was just making sure his best friend wasn't charged with murder." Hiccup rolled his eyes, picking up his book for what he hoped was the last time. "They don't want to get in trouble so he's just making sure I stay quiet, like in all those over dramatic soap operas you watching."

Astrid dug her elbow into his side. "Leave my shows alone."

"Speaking of alone," he said, "were you watching us the whole time?" He closed his locker and they traveled down the hall side by side.

"Well, I was going to come over, but he didn't seem to be threatening so I thought I'd wait it out." She shrugged, smirking. "Seeing if my little Hiccup can handle himself in an adult situation." She ruffled his hair and he gave her a look. "Ah, don't worry, if anything bad would have started you know I would have spread his blood among the walls in a wonderful show of my emotions."

Hiccup blanched. "So glad to see you getting into art."

Astrid wrapped her arm around his. "I heard it's therapeutic."

They both laughed, and Hiccup was able to relax slightly, though it wasn't long before Saturday would come. He would need to be ready for anything.

He needed to be ready for Jack.

So will Hiccup be ready for Jack? Hhmmmm? lol

No.

on a completely different note *cries* the sewing god knew of my sacrifice and my sewing machine finally worked (for the most part) and I finished my vest!I also bought the shirt and pants, I just need to add the details and what not. Then of course there's the wig and the contacts I'll most likely buy later in the year. So excited~

Kisses and unicorns

~Shi