A/N: Hello! First of thanks for taking the time to read this, that means a lot to me. Second I don't own the Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons idea, or any of the source material for this amazing fandom. Also any recognizable Characters that show up or are mentioned are not mine. They're in high school there had to be other students! Here's the chapter!

A rather scrawny boy with simple brown hair limped into the classroom, avoiding eye contact with the few other students in the room. He quickly hurried to an open spot in the front of the room, right next to the teacher's desk, his favorite spot to sit.

Sitting down he glanced at the clock, and pulled out a well-loved, beaten up copy of The Hobbit from his backpack. He didn't pay attention to anything but the words on the page, until he heard the bell ring. At that point he put his book back into his backpack. He heard the door close and the teacher started talking.

"Welcome back to school. We're going to start off the year with a little quiz to see what you already know. It won't be for a grade." After the teacher said this, the boy started to dig in his bag, looking for a piece of paper.

At the same time, the door opened and in slipped a tall, fit girl with bright red, wildly curly hair. She glanced around the room, and found the only empty seat. She silently groaned as she realized that it was right in front of the teacher's desk.

Taking a seat, she glanced over at the boy she was sitting next to and gave him a once over. He was nothing special to look at, other than the fact he was so small. He looked nervous, but smart and she was confident she would be able to get him to do her homework for her. The teacher ignored the red head's entrance and proceeded to pass out paper to the class.

"Solve the questions on the board, and then flip the paper over and write your name, grade, and a fact you want me to know about you. I will be sharing them with the class." The teacher said this and sat down at her desk, leaving the class to work on the math problems on the board. "You may work with the person you're sitting next to." Immediately the red head turned to the boy she was sitting next to,

"So are you new here? I haven't seen you around here before." The red head frowned when the brunet ignored her, and continued to scribble furiously on the sheet of paper the teacher had given him. "I'm Merida." She held out her hand, and was left holding her hand out as the brunet continued to ignore her.

The boy was glad when Merida huffed and started to glance between the board and her paper, grumbling under her breath about how he was 'a rude little pig' for not acknowledging her. He knew it was rude, and she seemed like she sincerely wanted to be his friend, but he also knew that no one wanted to be friends with a loser like him.

He'd never had any friends, he'd never seemed to fit in, both in school and out of it. The only 'friend' he had was his pet cat that he'd rescued at the beginning of the summer. The other kids always just made fun of him for various reasons.

After he'd finished the five problems on the board, with hardly any effort at all, he flipped the page over, and stared at the blank of the paper. With a sigh he wrote down the three things the teacher had told them to put on the back, knowing that the teacher was going to get mad.

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III

Freshman

I have a cat named Toothless.

Briefly Hiccup thought about trying to talk to Merida, but she seemed to still be annoyed by the fact he'd ignored her when she tried starting the conversation. Instead he decided to pull out his sketchbook.

The brunet sat there for a moment tapping the end of his pencil against his lip, trying to decide what to draw. Glancing over towards Merida he decided that he could draw her, her curly hair would be a nice challenge.

Merida felt like she was the last one done with the problems, and after she'd written her name on the back of the paper, and flipped it back to the problems, she glanced over at the brunet again. He was hunched over a book, pencil furiously moving across the page.

She watched him draw for a few seconds, idly noticing that he was left handed. Then he looked up, straight at her, and seemed surprised that she was looking at him. Merida was able to catch sight of the drawing and was surprised. He'd drawn her, with astounding life likeness, and he'd done it quickly. Merida opened her mouth to say something but the teacher chose that time to speak up.

"Pass your papers up to the front of the class. It doesn't matter if you're done or not." There was a shuffling as all the students passed their papers forward until they were all piled on Hiccup's desk. He quickly pushed his paper into the middle of the stack and handed it to the teacher.

She nodded in thanks to him, and then started to read the backs of the papers. Hiccup honestly wasn't listening to hard, although he did pay attention when Merida's was read. He now knew that her last name was DunBroch, she was a senior and her favorite hobby was archery.

Hiccup also found himself listening to the short bio of another girl, his attention grabbed by her name. Rapunzel Gothel was a junior, and wanted to be a professional artist. Hiccup glanced around the classroom, and noticed that the girl sitting behind him was blushing and had a sketchbook in front of her. She lived up to her name, long blonde hair that reached the floor.

"Alright, who's the wise guy?" Hiccup turned his attention towards the teacher who was looking at a piece of paper with annoyance, and he knew the teacher had come across his paper. "Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third." The teacher said this and the rest of the class laughed, while Hiccup sank lower in his seat. "A freshman with a cat named Toothless." The teacher spat this with distain, and Hiccup sank even lower in his seat. "Who is it? Who thought putting a fake name was a good idea?"

Beside her, Merida saw the brunet slowly raise his hand. She was honestly surprised that it was him. Maybe he was more than he seemed. To put down a name like that on the first day, in this class? The teacher was legendary for being super strict and almost cruel to those who were on her bad side.

"So it was you? You thought it would be funny to put down a fake name? Do you want me to call you Hiccup?" The teacher leered down at the brunet, who at the last part rolled his eyes, and muttered under his breath. "What was that?" The brunet looked up at the teacher, and Merida was surprised to see annoyance in his eyes.

"I said, yes." Everyone in the class gasped at this, nobody ever back talked to her. It was an unspoken rule of the school. The brunet at that point folded his arms and met the teacher's glare. "Yes, I would like to be called Hiccup, seeing as that is actually my name"

Several snickers were heard throughout the classroom as he said this. The teacher however glared at him while moving to her computer. After a few moments of looking at the screen, she frowned, and paled, before glancing between the computer screen and the brunet.

"I'm sorry for not believing you, Mr. Haddock." The class' reaction to this was a mix of gasps and giggles. A glare from the teacher sent the class back into silence. She then proceeded to continue to read the backs of the problems until the bell rang, signaling passing period.

Merida didn't pay any attention to the last few papers read, she was contemplating Hiccup. She was thinking about his name, his drawing ability, and again, if she would be able to get him to do her homework. She mostly thought about the last one.

As soon as the bell rung, Hiccup was out the door. He pulled his schedule out of his pocket, and checked where his next class was. Ancient History and Mythology, he could only hope that it would go better than his math class did.

He limped fairly quickly down the hallway, and slipped into the classroom he needed. As one of the first few students in the room, he pretty much had an open choice of seating, and he once again sat next to the teacher's desk.

Hiccup studied the woman who sat behind the desk. She looked to be late twenties, small slim, and looked like she was always hyper. She had short, mostly dark brown hair, her bangs dyed teal with streaks of yellow, blue and green. From her ears she had feathers in similar colors to her bangs dangling. The dress she wore was a sleeveless high low dress that matched with her bangs.

"Let's try this again. My name's Merida." Hiccup flinched when a hand appeared in his face. Merida was standing with her hand once again extended towards him. This time he shook her hand, albeit slowly and warily.

"My names Hiccup." The red head seemed surprised by this.

"So you actually go by Hiccup?" The brunet frowned. "You don't go by a nickname?"

"Yes. It's what's on my birth certificate. And it's not like I've had any friends to call me something other than Hiccup." It was Merida's turn to frown, but before she could say anything she was pushed out of the way, and Hiccup froze when suddenly found himself in a bone crushing hug from the blonde who was sitting behind him in math class.

"You poor thing! Not having any friends! I was homeschooled until my freshman year, and was never let out of the house so I didn't have any friends either! You won't have to be friendless anymore!" Hiccup struggled to take in what was being said rapidly in his ear. He looked at Merida with panicked, begging eyes, and mouthed 'help me'.

"Come on Rapunzel, let the boy breath." As Merida said this, Hiccup was let go of, and ended up falling to the floor. The blonde started to apologize over and over again, and Hiccup picked himself up. "Are you really that clumsy?" Hiccup rolled his eyes and ignored the question. "Different question then. Did your parents really hate you? What's the story behind your name?"

Before Hiccup could answer the bell rang again, signaling the start of the class. Both of the girls scrambled to sit down. Rapunzel ended up sitting next to Hiccup with Merida sitting on the other side of her. The teacher was on her feet at the front of the class, smiling a bright white smile.

"Hello everyone! I'm Ana Tooth! I'll be your Ancient History and Mythology teacher. I'm going to call roll, please say hello, and raise your hand, so I can start putting faces to names." She then proceeded to start calling out names in alphabetical order.

Hiccup was pleasantly surprised that she didn't make any comment about his name, although he did notice that she frowned at Rapunzel's last name when she read it.

After roll call, went on to pass out the syllabus for the class. She started to go through the course, and ended giving them time to talk amongst themselves till the end of class. Merida turned back towards Hiccup.

"So, you're a freshman. I guess you haven't heard of the ghost that haunts the school?" The confused look on his face was enough to tell Merida that he didn't know. Rapunzel frowned, and looked at the red head in disappointment.

"Come on, that's an urban legend. It's not real, it's made up to scare the incoming freshman." This however only intrigued Hiccup more. He looked past Rapunzel towards Merida and motioned for her to continue.

"Well, they say that there's a ghost that haunts the school, because he drowned in the pond in the courtyard after trying to skate on thin ice. It happened like seventeen years ago, and ever since then his ghost has been choosing a freshman every year to haunt. Makes them go crazy because only they can see him." Merida smiled wickedly at this, and the blonde scolded her.

"Of course it's not true. It's just seniors playing pranks." Rapunzel gave the red head a pointed look when she said senior, almost like she was daring her to be in on pranking freshman. Merida rolled her eyes and looked at the brunet who seemed to be thinking about something rather hard.

"So, seriously though. Did your parents really hate you? Your name is Hiccup..." Hiccup rolled his eyes at the older girl while the younger girl frowned and was about to start admonishing her when the bell rang.

Hiccup picked up his backpack and made his way out of the room, wishing Ms. Tooth a good day as he walked through the door. He checked his schedule again, and headed for his next class. The brunet had to do a double take, when he thought he saw that one of the other students had dyed their hair pure white.

A/N: I would be extremely happy if you would leave me a review. Tell me if you liked it, hated it or what? I have more typed up, so if you guys think I should continue I'll post the next chapter soon. Until then!