hey guys! I won't make any excuses of why I'm sooooo late with this I'm sorry, I really am. I hope that you can continue reading this story.
also special thanks to Honeybeeez for being my beta reader. oh! also thank you guests for the reviews you have written I'll answer them at the end
'Stupid Aster,' Noah thought as Mr. Nytro's hair caught fire... Again. But even then he didn't pay much attention to the class, since he was not really in the mood to watch a person catching fire and exploding things near him. He just thought about the person next to him. They arrived late and these were the last two seats in the classroom. He turned around to stare at the Australian next to him, and thankfully he was so focused in the project he didn't seem to notice that he raven-haired man was watching him. Just seeing him made almost all of Noah's angry mood disappear, the calm expression he had on his face reminded him of the days where they just cuddled together in winter, when it was sometimes too cold to go outside, or when he fell asleep on his birthday and woke up in the morning with Aster sleeping next to him. It made him smile like he did when he was with him, and that was something that no one else could make him feel; he was in love with him and he couldn't deny that. He loved him, but Aster didn't love him back, and he had to accept that too.
Classes were going good so far and the only one he was a little preoccupied with was PE, but he didn't have that class until Friday. Way to start the weekend, huh? Anyways, Hiccup was released for his free period and he had to meet his friends or Astrid would skin him alive. He left the classroom he was in and went to the small food court that was on the school grounds; the definition of "small" here was just as strictly as the way this school was interesting.
He spotted them eating in a large table, and not long after Astrid spotted him and waved as a signal to come over. Hiccup wasn't in his cold mood right now because he didn't feel like it, but he sure wasn't happy and beaming because he still felt like crap after Luke; no matter how much he tried to get rid of this feeling of sadness that washed over him, the brunet failed to erase it so he hid it instead. "Hey guys how's first day after holidays so far?" The brunet asked keeping a poker face and sitting between Noah and Astrid.
"Hell." Ruff and Tuff said in unison, elbowing each other after that.
"I hate Mr. Black." Johnny said, eating a sandwich.
"Welcome to the club." Mark said as he and Jessica sat opposite him.
"Like, math is tortuous with him! I cannot understand a single word he is saying!" The older brunet complained.
"Doesn't that mean you just suck at math?" Noah snickered, earning a glare from Johnny
"Anyway how was your day Noah? I'm sure you had fun today." Astrid asked, batting her eyelashes innocently.
"Well, aside from the fact that I almost arrived late to my first class because of reasons I will not tell, it was fine so far." The raven-haired male said as he ate a sandwich. "What about you Fish, Cami, Jess?" He asked casually, being oblivious about what happened before he got into the classroom.
"Chemistry was just a little hard, but besides that it was really smooth." Fishlegs said as he ate a granola bar.
"Huh, sorry what were you saying?" Jess blurted out as she seemed to had spaced out a little
"Nothing new, the usual." Cami lied as she ate the last of his salad, a bead of sweat forming on her brow.
"Yeah, it sure was nothing special." Ruff said under her breath, going unnoticed.
"What about you Hiccup? How is Berk college treating you so far?" Astrid said, now interested in the first day of (one of) her best friends.
"Uhm, it was fine. I have to do a project for Art that's due in 3 weeks, and math was easy, so it was just like Fishlegs said, it was all smooth, heh… Jess, where's your other brother?"
"Oh, Ricky must be somewhere else, he told me he already ate so he was going to start doing some assignments he had to do." Jess said, brushing it off.
"Nerd" Johnny snickered, earning laughs from Cami, Tuff and Ruff next to him and Mark's elbow directly in his side.
"What did you say Johnny?" the redhead asked calmly as he ate the apple he had.
"Nothing, nothing- crap! Have to go, bye guys!" the brunet said, grabbing his stuff and running out of the food court as fast as he could.
"What was that about?" Hiccup asked, looking confused.
"Waiiit…" everyone else answered in unison just as a girl with really long dark blue hair and brown eyes, dressed in an almost transparent blouse and a really short skirt, came to their table. She batted her eyelashes sweetly… Too sweetly, if Hiccup had any say in it.
"Hey guys!" She said in an overly flirting tone that almost made the brunet gag, and by the looks of it, it could have made the others gag too.
"Hey Pam," Astrid said, tiredly.
"I was wondering if you've seen Johnny over here." the bluenette asked, accentuating the sweet tone she had. It really made Hiccup wanting to gag.
"Sorry Pam, he-he was heading towards the football stadium. He said something about tryouts this weekend." Jessica said sweetly as she smiled at her.
"Oh, well, thanks guys. I'll see you later xoxo." Pam said, leaving as she moved her hips. Once she was out of hearing and sight range Jessica huffed and sat down.
"God, I wanted to throw up."
"Who was that?" the brunet asked, clueless.
"Pamela Stirling, the most obnoxious, annoying, flirtatious, bothersome, insufferable human being on the planet. And one of Johnny's exes" Noah explained to Hiccup.
"Whore!" Cami said, hiding the word in a series of coughs.
"Yeah, but what was she doing here?"
"She still thinks that can go back with Johnny. She's persistent, I have to admit that, but it's getting annoying and I think it's about time she comprehends that Johnny is not interested in her anymore." Ruffnut said as she helped Tuff as he feigned throwing up.
"she goes to some of my clases and she's always trying to get information from me bout jhonny as if she didn't knew that he changed girlfriends almost as fast as Noah eating sushi" Cami grunted receving a glare from Noah, glare that she gave back.
"Well guys, hurry up! Our free period is almost over and since I have Mr. Black for next class and its psychology, he will go psycho if we don't arrive in time." Astrid said, standing up and going to a trash can.
"Well, Mr. Sandman asked me to help him with some inspection he had to do with the mechanical tools, I'll have to go too." Mark said, standing up too. "Bye Jess. If you see Rick, tell him that on Saturday he has to call mom and dad. No exceptions!"
"Yeah I will, so it's just us seven then- and where are Cami and Tuff?" Jess said, finally aware of the two newly empty seats.
"They left, like, 5 minutes ago. Also, I think I'll leave too." Fishlegs said, picking up his things, taking his time. He wasn't even done when Jessica started whining.
"Come on guys, we haven't seen Hiccup all day we have to spend some time with him, besides we have… 5 minutes!? Ok guys, forget the sentimental crap, we have to leave now! Let's go! Go! Go! Go!" Jess said, grabbing whining Ruffnut and grumbling Noah by the arm and storming out of the almost empty table.
"Bye guys, of course you can go, it's not like you're leaving us to clean up the mess you made. Oh, how could you do that?" Hiccup grunted, picking up everything that was on the table and going for the nearest trash can.
"Well, at least they didn't leave you alone. I'm here too." Fishlegs said, throwing away the garbage on his tray too.
"Yeah, but you took your time, Fishlegs, you could have gone by now." the brunet explained, throwing the garbage into the trash can. "Well I have to go. Bye Fish." Hiccup said, leaving the food court and going to his next class.
*a week later*
The first week of school was pretty much getting used to how things worked around the college. Zed not only taught visual arts, but he taught acting too. Also, he was the principal's son, hence the reason why he didn't want to be called by his last name. He was pretty charming and many girls were already swooning over him, but he didn't take advantage of that; he kept it professional and, sadly, turned the girls down, saying that he wasn't interested in a relationship.
Mr. Sandman was a short, chubby man with spiky blond hair. He taught engineering and mechanics. You would think that a mute teacher couldn't take control of a crowd of people, but surprisingly, it wasn't the case for him. All the activities were written on the chalkboard.
It seemed that Mr. Black taught math and psychology, and most students hated him or dreaded him, or they didn't see the threat in him. Of course, his yellow eyes could be described as a little unnerv- no, wait, they were VERY unnerving. The way he appeared without anyone noticing him was just creepy. The way his British accent was stressed with a dark and sinister tone every time he was scolded someone was almost like he wanted them to fear him. Ok, ok point given: Mr. Black was indeed frightening.
The brunet was in one of the art classrooms. Classes finished some time ago and he asked Zed for permission to stay here and work on his project, and the raven-haired man was more than pleased to let him stay. Putting the canvas in its place, he took out something from his pocket: a photo from his mom in some part of Scotland, it seemed. The sun was shining behind the person who took the photograph, probably his dad, and a vast sea of greenish water was behind her. She was smiling sweetly and she looked so happy, like nothing in this world could stop her. Her green eyes reflected the light of the sun and made them greener than they actually were. Her freckles made her more beautiful than she already was. It was truly mesmerizing. She seemed almost like an angel.
Hiccup sighed. "Ok, let's get started…" He muttered, taking a brush and starting to paint.
"Hey Richard, do you know where is Hayden?" Jack asked, laying on his bed.
"Uh, no. Why?" Richard uttered as he ate some chocolate.
"It's nothing. It's just that he would be here by now, studying."
"Uhm, he must be busy, you know? Like, the project Mr. Zed asked us to do." the raven-haired male said, rolling on his bed.
"Really? Mr. Zed?" Jack deadpanned, arching an eyebrow.
"I'm sorry; it's just that he told us he didn't like to be called by his last name and I didn't want to be too disrespectful by calling him something else, or you know a nickname or anything else even though he told us we could and pre- "
"Dude, relax. You don't have to be so stiff when I'm around, chill out."
"I'm sorry." Richard apologized as he shrank on his bed.
"See!? That's what I'm talking about! Dude, if you were like how you woke up this morning then that's perfect to me."
"Are you sure?" the younger male said.
"Yeah, pretty sure."
"Ok, but you're warned, I can sometimes be a sarcastic bastard, at least that's what my sister says."
"Ok I'll regret nothing, and who's your sister, by the way? You keep talking about your siblings a lot."
"I don't think you know her." the raven haired male said, finishing the last piece of chocolate and rolling over his bed.
"Oh come on, its worth a try." Jack said, nearly pleading.
"Ok." Richard sighed. "Her name is Jessica, ring any bells?"
"Mmmmm, nope. I don't know anyone with that name."
"Really? She would be what you would call a hyperactive, loud and perverted fan girl."
"Hmmm. I don't know anyone like that."
"I'm sorry, such a shame."
"And there you go again." the white haired male said.
"Well, it won't grow you another arm if you're polite" Richard complained as he shot an annoyed look at his roommate, making the other laugh at the sudden personality change of his roommate.
"See? That's what I was talking about! Come on, I'll buy you something to celebrate this new side of you. Welcome to the dark side, Richie."
"Do you really think material objects bought by a monetary transaction can bring me to the dark side? And did you just give me a nickname?" Richard deadpanned as they walked out of their bedroom.
"Maybe…" Jack said dragging the 'a' a bit longer than normal.
"Then you're right. Come on, I want more chocolate… and don't call me Richie." Just as they turned to leave, they heard a pleading 'meow' and when they looked, they saw Toothless, with begging eyes, behind them and meowing loudly. "Aww, do you want to come Toothless?" Richard cooed receiving an affirmative meow from the black cat. "Ok, come here you little fluffy ball of fur." Richard extended his arms picking the feline up, oblivious to the fact that his roommate was cracking up.
"Softy, much?" Jack said, trying to hold in his laughter and failing.
"Really, that's the best thing you could think of?" Richard asked, arching an eyebrow, unfazed by Jack's comment.
"Yeah, pretty much."
"How original."
"That's it, you've hurt me in the deepest part of myself. I don't think I'll make it." Jack acted, throwing himself on the floor.
"Yeah, yeah, you would win an Oscar. Now get up, I want chocolate." Richard said, rolling his eyes once more… like, seriously, at this rate his eyes would roll off his head.
"You'd do almost anything for chocolate, wouldn't you?"
"Yeah, pretty much." the black haired male said, mocking him as he started to walk with the cat in his arms.
When Hiccup came into his room, he found it empty, not a single soul to be found. It was weird, because by this hour, Richard would be snuggled on his bed listening to music and Jack would be still out or playing with Toothless. It was a little sad how his cat warmed up to his roommates quicker than the cat did with him. Still he shrugged off the occurrence nonchalantly, but he couldn't help to feel a little lonely without even Toothless to keep him company.
And just like the calm before the storm, Jack and Richard came in laughing, clutching their sides, with Toothless behind them. "Oh, Hayden I'm sorry to bother you, but we took Toothless along with us when we left." Richard said, smiling as he took a chocolate bar out of a plastic bag.
"What do you have in there?" Hiccup asked, arching an eyebrow unimpressed. "Chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate." Richard said.
"Making him join the dark side wasn't cheap, you know?" Jack said, still chuckling.
"Oh no, both of us know that's bull and you know it. You said that I could grab anything and I asked you if you were sure, and you said it was ok, and I even paid for half of it!" Richard argued with the white haired male for 5 more minutes before Jack grabbed the raven haired male into an elbow hug starting to rub his hair. "Ow haha, stop Jack!" Richard said, still in the headlock his friend got him in.
Seeing the little interaction made something stir inside of Hiccup that he hadn't felt in a long time: jealousy. But why? Jack wasn't his boyfriend, or even into men for all he knew, but he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as he saw the two of them in such a playful and close manner.
"So you two are all close now and what not?" Hiccup asked, trying to hide the jealousy in his voice.
"Pretty much. I said that he can stop being so polite to me and this is what came out of him." Jack explained, earning an eye-roll from both of the other males that were in the room. Richard noticed that and smiled at Hiccup, and the brunet only nodded in response.
"Does that mean that all of your attitude and politeness was a façade?" Hiccup asked.
"Uhm, not exactly." Richard said, scratching his neck and feeling a little awkward. "It's just that sometimes people find me annoying when I get all sarcastic and whatnot, so when I meet someone, I just restrain myself." he explains.
"Uh huh."
"Do you want any chocolate?" Richard asked, heading to his desk and grabbing one of the pencils he had, starting to write something.
"No thanks, I'm fine " Hiccup replied, stumbling to his bed and falling on top of it.
"So what were you doing?" Jack asked, petting Toothless behind the ear.
"Homework." the brunet simply answered, not even bothering to look up.
"Oh, that's… Great. I mean, have you finished the project Z told us to do?" the white haired male asked.
"Almost." Hiccup answered. Awkwardness started to fill the room as the silence spread, making the three of them increasingly uncomfortable. Richard stood up and grabbed his phone and his headphones, putting them on his head and soon a faint tune in a foreign language could be heard by the other two, metaphorically leaving them alone.
"Soo, what did you do for it?" Jack asked, starting to get a little nervous about the situation and the brunet didn't make it any easier.
"Just a painting." Hiccup answered.
"A painting? That must be so cool, then." Jack complimented, trying to get some kind of emotion from his cold roommate.
"It's not a big deal." Hiccup shrugged nonchalantly as he evaded his sight.
'God what's his problem?' Jack mentally groaned. 'I'm just trying to be nice and maybe be a little bit closer, but he doesn't let me…' That was until Jack noticed a faint tint of red on his roommate's cheeks, making him grin. 'So. Cutey McCold isn't as emotionless as he seems…'
Suddenly, Richard grabbed his earphones and unplugged them, standing up and exited the room quickly, leaving the two other males alone, literally this time.
"Where are you from?" Jack asked, trying to establish a small conversation.
"Why do you ask so suddenly?" And apparently, Hiccup was having none of it.
"Why must there be a reason I want to get to know one of my fellow roommates? You could be a psychopath or a serial killer, for all I know!" The white haired male exclaimed, receiving an eye roll from the smaller brunet.
"Well, for your information, I'm pretty much normal." Hiccup said as he started to gesture. "The one who should be worrying is me! I have a roommate with white hair and if that's not something to be suspicious or worried about, then I don't know what it is."
"How dare you! For your information," Jack said, mocking Hiccup's tone, "I didn't want it to be white. It was just a prank that went wrong. Also, studies reveal that most serial killers seem 'normal' at first sight." The white haired air-quoted, earning another eye-roll from the brunet.
"Well, back to the question. I'm from Burgess. And you're from…?" The white haired male asked.
"Since you want to know so badly, I'm from Berk. Near Iceland." Hiccup said, rolling his eyes once more.
"Oh but you just seem to be used to, like, everything that happens over here." Jack said.
"Well, yeah, I mean, I have been in some student exchange programs and I was studying in Burgess before I came here, so I'm used to these kind of cities."
"Wait, you were studying in Burgess?" Jack asked, stunned.
"Uhm yeah, I was studying here before I came here."
"Wow, that's so cool. What's the thing you liked the most about Burgess?"
"Uhm, that's a tough question." the brunet said, pondering for some time before answering. "I think the weather, like, it's cool enough to snow in winter, but warm enough in spring and summer. In Berk, we are used to having more snow than never, but there are days that are warm enough to melt the snow but they are not that often."
"It must be pretty cool to live where it snows almost daily." the white haired male said, a glint of excitement filling his eyes as he talked of the cold substance.
"I don't know. So you like weather cold enough to kill cows or sheep?"
"Yes?"
"Then you are-" but just as he was going to answer a certain dark-eyed teen entered the room, almost tripping himself, and just as soon as the conversation started, it ended; the brunet became as silent as before and the little improvement that came with the conversation left 'under the wire.'
'Oh gods, what's wrong with me? ' the brunet thought. It was just a stupid conversation, nothing more and he promised he wouldn't get too involved with other people and there he was, blurting out his life! Also, why was he making such a big deal about Richard coming in, it was almost like he didn't want that moment to end.
"Uhm, sorry did I interrupt something? I can leave if you were talking something in private." Richard said with a mixture of guilt and concern in his eyes, like a kid who accidentally hurt someone opening the door and hit them. It was really hard to stay mad at him with that look.
"Uh, don't worry, it was nothing important." the brunet said.
"Yeah, and what did we talk about being so stiff? Dude, relax." Jack said, laying down on his bed.
"Yeah, I'm kind of used to it, so you will get some manners once in a while even if you don't want it." He smirked, earning an eye roll from the white haired male.
"Formal, much?"
"Actually, yeah"
"I'm sure that you don't even swear." Jack teased, smirking at his other roommate.
"Do you want to bet, Overland?" Richard retorted.
"Oh, I'm sure I do."
"Don't you two have homework?" The brunet asked rhetorically, knowing well enough they did.
"Oh yeah I forgot, thanks Hayden." the black-eyed teen thanked as he made his way to the desk
"But it's boriiiing…" Jack whined.
"Well, that's not my problem."
"But Haydeeenn…"
"Not. My. Problem." the brunet repeated, annoyed.
"Oh yeah? And what about your homework, freckles?" the white haired male glared.
"Done."
"It can't be! All of it?" Jack asked incredulously.
"Yep." Hiccup said, popping the 'p' at the end
"Would you let me copy?"
"No"
"But-"
"No buts, you have to do it by yourself ."
"Pleeeeaaaasee…." Jack said, making puppy-eyes at Hiccup.
"Why do you even try? It's not going to work."
The staring contest lasted for another ten minutes, the spectators being an amused Richard and a bored Toothless. "Who do you think will win?" Richard asked Toothless, and after a minute of watching between the two contenders, he pointed at the white-haired male with his head.
"Are you sure? Because I think-"
"Ugh FINE, but just one and once! The other assignments you'll have to do by yourself." And with that, the brunet caved in to Jack's will.
"It never fails and thanks. " Jack grinned, taking the homework from an ashamed brunet.
"Yeah, yeah, don't brag about it."
"No, really, thanks. I just need Mr. Black homework. That man seems to hate my guts." the blue eyed male said.
"I wonder why…" both smaller males asked sarcastically, one smirking and the other clearly annoyed.
"Geez, I'm not sure if I will be able to endure that much of attitude."
"Well, get used to it because we will be together for a loooong time." Richard smiled.
'Well, at least I will be entertained while I'm here,' the brunet mused as he watched Jack groan and Richard laugh.
*2 weeks later*
The last two weeks were pretty much uneventful. Like any other college, classes were abundant and free time was a little scarce. Also, Hiccup got to know his roommates better and, even without wanting to, he got a little bit closer to them. He was still emotionless with them and he only said sarcastic comments, but he got closer nonetheless, especially with Jack. The little crush he had was getting a little bit stronger, not that he was aware of it.
And today the three of them were supposed to present their project to Zed today. Richard didn't want to show what he did and ran away, he didn't show up for a good half hour, so the two males were left doing the usual before classes started: Hiccup was laying on his bed wearing a white shirt with a dragon on it and some brown jeans. He had everything packed and was ready to leave, the paintings were placed in a corner near the window.
"All I say is that why doesn't he let me answer? When I know the answer, he pities me and looks down on me with than arrogant face of his, and when I don't or I'm not understanding the problems he always aims for me, I mean what's all that about!?" Jack ranted as he put his things on his backpack roughly and a folder in his hand. Meanwhile, Hiccup just nodded, staying silent all the time the rant went on. He was waiting on Jack but Toothless hopped onto his bed and started mewling at him.
"What's up bud?" Hiccup asked, earning a meow for a response. Toothless hopped off the bed and headed for the door, starting to meow again when he reached it. "Oh, you want to go out? Ok, but we don't have to take much time, I have some things to do." the brunet said, grabbing the leash from his backpack and reaching for the door. "I'm leaving, Jack."
"Ok I'll wait for you." Jack said.
"You don't have to."
"But I want to. Besides, you have to take those two paintings with you, trips included and you're not what we would call… Bulky or coordinated, for that matter." the white haired male explained, stuffing some books into the backpack.
"You don't have to and you won't. I won't take too long."
"Whatever you say, then, freckles." Jack sighed as he rolled his eyes at the brunet. He was stubborn, Jack had to admit, and he watched him as he left.
It was just a normal walk with Toothless. Some people said hi to Hiccup, and he only answered them back because of courtesy. Some even didn't say hi because they were busy, one example being Mr. Nytro, scheming what Hiccup could hear was a new explosive. Toothless was guiding Hiccup to the front building, a little too far of the dorms and the classrooms, but he was still a little absent minded, and because of that he didn't hold onto the leash tight enough, so when Toothless started running, the leash leaped from the brunet's hand. "Toothless! Come back bud!" The brunet said to his feline friend, trailing behind him and running as fast as he could.
The spare time he had in order for him to go and pick up his paintings was gone thanks to the feline, who was still running, by the way. The pursuit lasted until Toothless gave a sharp turn at a corner and entered the art classroom that Hiccup was supposed to be in. He ran into the room at full speed and he didn't expect it to be full of students. Zed was standing in the center of the classroom, holding Toothless between his arms.
"Oh hi, Hayden. Good morning."
"Good...morning… Mr… Zed." Hiccup panted, trying to catch his breath.
"Oh Hayden, you always been so polite. I'm only 25, you know? You make me feel old when you call me 'Mr. Zed.'" the teacher chuckled at the brunet expense. "Take a seat. You must be tired."
"Thank you." the brunet said, sitting on a chair.
"Mind telling me why were you running?" Zed asked, and at that, the brunet pointed and glared at the black cat that was purring on the older man and looking at him with big innocent green eyes. "Oh well, you can't help it. You're already here, so I hope you have the project with you because class will start in 2 minutes." When he said that, Hiccup paled almost as white as Jack, if not, even more so. "Also, your cat can stay here for the rest of the class. It's not like you will have time to take it to your room." And with that said, the black haired man went to his desk.
"Of course sir, thank you." 'gods I'm so screwed…' Sitting as usual, he noticed that neither Jack or Richard were here. He just shrugged at that fact and started paying attention to Zed as he said his, so far, most dreaded words.
"Ok class, we will start with the project that I asked three weeks ago so please show it t-" Zed said until a knock on the door interrupted him.
"Sorry for interrupting, Mr. Zed, but can we come in?" Richard asked, peering out from the door and making Zed sigh.
"Please don't call me Mr. It makes me feel old."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean that you aren't." Jack teased, coming into the classroom. At the sight of Jack, Hiccup's eyes widened, not because he didn't have his project, it was because the moment he entered the classroom, the white haired male was holding a covered canvas. Richard trailed behind him with another canvas. His canvas. "Sorry for being late. This slowed us down a little." Jack said.
"Yeah, that and the fact that you spent almost 10 minutes looking for a single notebook." Richard grunted, still carrying the canvas.
"Oh come on, it was for Mr. Black's class." Jack whined, placing the canvas on the floor and stretching his arms.
"Yeah, but if you cleaned your part of the room you wouldn't be so disorganized."
"Yeah well then-"
"Cut it out, you two, before I change my mind about letting you in." Zed said, rolling his eyes at the two.
Meanwhile, the brunet was still dumbfounded. 'I didn't ask them, they didn't have to and yet they did.' A little smile made its way onto his face.
"Oh, Hayden, you forgot those in the dorms." Richard huffed, taking the seat next to the brunet. "God, they're really difficult to carry. I didn't know they could be that fragile."
'Wait, could be?' That shot an alarm inside the brunet's head.
"Did something happen to the paintings?" He asked, panicked.
"What? No! No no no no! Nothing happened to them!" Richard assured, gesturing wildly. "Almost, but nothing happened."
"Oh thank God…" Hayden muttered, resting his head on the desk. Meanwhile, some of the students showed their work.
"Hayden, your turn." Zed motioned for him to stand up. Anxiety starting to form inside the brunet's chest as he went for his paintings and uncovered them.
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Guest chapter 8 . Feb 20:
thank you I normally can't find some of my jokes that funny but I'm glad and happy that they are
Guest chapter 3 . Apr 12
and OMG thank you for saying that and I didn't realize about that until you mentioned but no, it wasn't, I want to read the books though but I can't afford them yet I spent my savings going out with some friends and I'm still recovering a little