An "N" in blue writing? Hmm. Maybe Mom would know something about it.
A bark interrupted Hugo's thoughts. The 16 year old man looked up from his wrist and chuckled at the ebony colored Bull Terrier in front of him. Hugo looked at the ground to see a neon green ball at the tip of his foot. The young man knelt, grasping the ball then looked up at his animal companion.
"You want this, Bud?"
The dog leaped in the air, letting out a bark.
Hugo smiled and threw the ball in the air. The ball made a safe landing in a bush of camellias, causing the Bull Terrier to run right into the lovely flowers. Hugo winced, knowing what was coming for him.
"HUGO HORRENDOUS HADDOCK!"
"Thank you for nothing you useless canine." Hugo spun around and nearly bumped into a burly man. Hugo gulped and looked up into the older man's frightening eyes that nearly matched his eye color but much paler that they were about to fade to grey. This man was about 8 inches taller than Hugo, with a striking copper colored beard that was even bigger than the dog. Hugo looked down and let out a heavy sigh.
"Sorry, Dad."
"It's alright, Son. Look, you got a school day so I'm gonna take the blame for Toothless messing up your mother's camellias. But you better be making dinner, boy. Your mother's cooking is far worse than having eel pox."
Hugo grinned at his father's comment, knowing full well that it was true. He loved his mother dearly but she was a terrible cook, probably the worst. She once made meatballs that made them sick for weeks, the Haddock family still had no clue what she put in them.
"I sure will, Dad. Any recommendations?"
"Anything with meat for me but also healthy for your mum. You know that woman loves her healthy crap."
"Okay, got it." Hugo grabbed his seaweed green backpack off of the deep mahogany porch. "Tell Mom I said bye and that I hope Cloudjumper's check-up goes well!"
The young man ran out of his luxurious backyard garden and straight towards the garage. He quickly walked over to his old road bike, a faded green bike with an old logo sticker that said "Blacksmith Auto." Hugo looked back at his house then started to ride off, not totally excited for the school day that would await him.
"Now today we are going to watch a documentary that relates to our lesson."
As Professor Heyral started to set up the video, distracted Hugo continued to stare at his soulmate charm. He started to think about what it could hint at, writing it down in the corner of his school notes so he wouldn't forget.
Okay, let's do this. First off, it's in blue which could hint at many things. My soulmate's favorite color, the color of their favorite flower... Wait. Those are ridiculous, Mom said soulmate charms are of something personal to the soulmate. So it must be of their eye color but it could be of their hair too? Next, there's an "N" so that must be the first letter of my soulmate's name! But it could also be the first letter of their last name. Agh! Thor, out of all the charms, you gave me one that not even the great Spencer Reid could solve!
Hugo's thoughts suddenly shot out of his head when he felt a pencil hit the back of his head. He spun his head around to see none other than Hroar Knaff, one of the snarkiest yet a crafty student in Hugo's entire academy, laughing at the poor auburn haired boy. Hroar was everything Hugo wished he was, except for the part of being a complete dickhead. While Hugo was scraggly and awkward, Hroar was built with a chiseled chin, long luxurious locks of deep caramel, and gunmetal blue eyes that could haunt any girl's dreams.
Hugo didn't even bother to talk bad about Hroar because even though the weasely boy was a complete ass, he had the brains to be at Raven Point Academy. He was excellent in both physical education and calculus. His brain was nearly as intelligent as Hugo's, nearly.
Hroar continued to mock Hugo with his bulky friends, causing the young man to slunk into his chair, thinking of ways to end this neverending misery.
"Hroar, leave the poor kid alone and pick on someone else! Preferably, yourself!"
Hugo looked up to see who owned the voice of his defender. He looked a couple of seats ahead of him at none other than Felix Hofferson. The young man was a year older than our dear Hugo, with hair the color of champagne and eyes the color of sweet dark honey. Hroar scoffed at the young Hofferson, with a smug grin on his face.
"Why would I, Hofferson? The kid is a complete dumbass. He's got to take medication for his ADD and he can't stop doodling like a child! He's a crippled spaz for Thor' sake!" Hroar sneered.
"Hroar, you're just jealous because he's a year younger than everyone in this whole damn grade. He's one of the only 16 year olds who skipped his junior year and went straight to senior year in all of Raven Point history! Probably in all of Berkian history! He's smarter than you and me combined! Also, if you think a disorder immediately makes someone dumb and useless, then you're the dumb one."
Hugo stared at the older boy in amazement, completely shocked at what just happened. Everyone knew Felix wasn't a guy who would say much, but when he did, it was like a whole damn speech. Hugo just couldn't believe Felix Hofferson stood up for a scrawny dork like him.
Hroar's friends had their mouths hung open, like they were about to say anything, but nothing came out. Hroar glared at his friends in utter betrayal, then looked back at Felix, about to say something.
"Enough Mr. Knaff. Mr. Hofferson has a point. Just because someone is a bit different than you doesn't make them any less than you. So I suggest keeping your snarky remarks to yourself before it ends very badly for you. Now, due to the school having an iffy internet connection, we will not be watching the documentary today. For homework, you will have a more creative piece of homework. You will choose a topic between pages 225 to 257. It may sound like a lot but I trust that you can all handle it. If you all write five paragraphs with evidence, MLA format, and 10 sentences per paragraph, I will not give you homework for the weekend and next Monday. Deal?"
The classroom full of students cheered in agreement, the cheering started to increase when the school bell rang. The students started to exit out of the classroom leaving Hugo as the last one. While the rest of his classmates left the room, Hugo was jamming his sketchbook into his backpack as fast as possible, trying to escape before his teacher could start a small conversation. Hugo slung his backpack around his shoulder and was prepared to leave.
"You know for a wise fellow, Mr. Knaff prefers to use his arse instead of his head.
Hugo flinched, letting out a heavy sigh, then turning around to face his teacher. Professor Heyral took his reading glasses off, wiping them with his engraved navy blue handkerchief.
"Did you know that every person in this town has ancestors from the age of the Vikings? Apparently, Mr. Knaff's ancestors were known to be traitors, thieves, or even spies. Mr. Hofferson's were known to be fearless, honorary warriors, and yours were legends."
Hugo scoffed at the last part.
"It's true. Your ancestors were great, selfless, and courageous leaders, who put the needs of others before themselves. It doesn't surprise me that they are your ancestors. Hugo, you are one of my most excellent students in all of my time working here. I know you can prove that to your bullies, just be confident in yourself. Okay?"
Hugo shuffled his feet, looking down at the cherry wood flooring. He glanced up at his teacher.
"I have to go to my next class. I'll see you tomorrow."
And just like that, the young self-conscious man left the classroom.
Well here's chapter 2! I'm sorry it took so long to update, I've been busy with work so it kinda messed up my writing time. But so far you have gotten to know more about Hugo (AKA our precious Hiccup Haddock). I decided to give him a more modern name and since names like Hayden, Harry, or Henry are used a lot in modern HTTYD fanfics, I decided to give Hiccup a more quirky name. And yes, Hiccup had ADD in this story. I'm pretty sure it could be true in the series and it really means a lot especially since I have ADD. Also, in this story, Hiccup has glossophobia, a fear of public speaking. And I always pictured Hiccup as one of those kids who keeps to themselves and is just sketching during class. I wanted to make these characters more relatable to my readers so people can feel like they can relate to the characters. I feel like Hiccup will be the most relatable out of all the characters in this story. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter! Also, what do you think of Hiccup's teacher Professor Heyral, and do you know why his name sounds so familiar?