Sorry its late, had a lot of stuff happen Monday and Sunday. Back to normal now though! It will all start to come together properly soon, enjoy!
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After Astrid agreed to have Hiccup take her somewhere the pair walked through the building and entered a darker hallway at the back of the building. They then entered a room that looked as if it was once a large supply room.
"So what is this place?" Astrid asks curiously looking around the room, which for some reason had a sofa in.
"Ah I knew a janitor here, he said I could come here whenever because no one uses it now, it only has a sofa because he stored it in here to stop the drama props room from getting over crowded with this kind of thing..." He explains, trailing off at the end a little. "Sorry, I get told I talk a lot." He then admits shyly.
"It's good you do because I do too." She admits, flopping herself down on the sofa spreading out across it. She didn't expect to have such a laid back first day; maybe Berk wasn't so bad after all. But then again, this was still her first day...
This sofa is so comfy...falling asleep would be so easssyy...
"Astrid?!"
Astrid sits bolt upright to see Hiccups panicked, but sleepy, face.
"What?" She answers drowsily finding herself in front of his face. The pair had fallen asleep on the sofa losing track of time completely.
The two look at each other in a way that seemed more like soul searching than just looking. They moved closer as if both moving in for a kiss but where interrupted by the sound of a person being pushed against the door.
They abruptly moved away and stood up trying to make it less awkward than it obviously was.
"Ehem...Sorry I hadn't realised you fell asleep...I did too... I-I was going to say we can go now... no one would be suspicious about us going home now." Hiccup stuttered, rubbing his neck.
"Oh good, erm...how do I get out of here?" Astrid says while stretching herself like a cat to wake up. Why did it seem like I was going to kiss him... She wonders to herself.
"I have to go to work after college...so erm now would you like a lift home? I-I remember Ruff said it was near where you lived?" He asks with his left hand scratching his neck still.
"How?" She responds quizzically raising an eyebrow.
"I can drive...?" He answers slowly making sure she understands.
"I'm not that slow." She retorts quickly, standing up at a dizzying speed.
"I didn't say you were." Hiccup says holding his hands high to surrender.
"But anyway, yes I would like that; I didn't feel like getting a bus home. Thank you." Astrid says crossing her arms across her chest trying to forget what just almost happened...and failing.
"O-okay, let's go."
The two reach the parking lot eventually and search for his car, Astrid being typically herself was curiously peering at all the cars wondering what one would be Hiccups.
At last a car beep and lights signified they had found his mysterious car and Astrid was surprised at what she saw.
A sleek black, very new looking Chevy Camaro, appeared from behind a pickup truck. Astrid looked over to Hiccup to see him looking embarrassed at his car, hand scratching his neck...again.
"Soo erm, yeah this is the car..." He says addressing the look of disbelief on Astrids face.
"How?" Was the only word Astrid could manage, she new enough about cars to know this car doesn't suit the salary of working as a bartender...
"My dad... Birthday present...I'll explain in a bit..." He answers with an embarrassed tone to his voice.
"Wow."
"Yup." Hiccup agrees popping the P at the end of the sentence and unlocks the car, opening Astrid's door for her.
"Thanks." She mutters embarrassed at the fact she must look like she can't open her own door...or is he just that polite?
After escaping the parking lot in a screech of tyres and Astrid had explained where she needed to be dropped off Hiccup began to explain his ownership of his car.
"Soo... My dad is a big guy... Friends with big guys. All 'muscle' men in his world, so because his son didn't have the big build he did, he decided he could at least have a muscle car... Instead of real muscles..." He explains, never once taking his eyes off the road.
"Oh... It's nice though." Astrid responds trying to lighten the moment in any way she could. She wasn't one for pity but she felt it a little here.
"Thanks, I'm pretty sure this black car is the only 'good' black car in the college parking lot. I also don't know any other college students in Berk that have a Camaro...so this little beauty is alone when it comes to 'fast and furious' at Berk Tech."
"Thanks for this by the way; also you are actually a really good driver." She compliments flashing him a smile that makes him take his eyes off the road ahead for a split second.
"It's no problem at all Astrid and thanks... Want to go fast?" He asks sounding like an excited child that had been given more sugar than he could deal with.
"Okay?" She replies unsure at what will happen next.
"Okay let's go!" He shouts pushing his foot down to speed along the empty Berk roads.
"Nooooo no no no no! Please slow down! I've changed my mindddddd!" Astrid shouts as she is pushed into the passenger seat from the extreme acceleration.
"It's fun! You have to admit it." He grins slowing the car to a more manageable speed.
"Thank you... Gods I will need to change my underwear now!" Astrid jokes while adjusting her windswept hair.
"Good job we're nearly at yours then." He says pointing to the street she lived on. She almost felt disappointed that her time with him was up... and his car.
"Damn, I was starting to get used to the speed." She moans sounding less mature than she intended it to sound.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then?" He says after pulling up in front of her house.
"Yes, thanks. But that," punch "is for scaring me and making me shit a little." She says angrily but she didn't punch enough to do damage, just enough to get the message across.
"That...was a good punch." He replies rubbing his arm lightly to soothe the pain.
"Bye Hiccup." She responds peering through the open window of the now shut door.
He waves goodbye just before pulling away in a small puff of smoke, most likely from the burning tyres that screeched on the road.
"I need one of those." She says to herself looking after him, she wasn't sure whether she meant the car...or the Hiccup... But she wanted something...
"Who's car was that you came home in?" He dad asked as soon as she entered the front door.
"Oh a friends I have made, I need that car." Or him... She thought to herself.
"Nice car, was it a Camaro?"
"Yup, could you drop me off at somewhere again please in like two hours?" She asks, hoping he will go along with the sudden subject change.
"Sure, where?"
Next chapter tomorrow, woo. Thanks for reading and review if you want to!