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~Mona

As I worked with jack I was surprised to see how little he actually knew about car repair. Why would you move to a town like this to work at a place like this, if you can't even tell a rear axie from a rear suspender?

"So… why is it that someone like you move to a place like Berk, to working in a car shop?" I asked, coming up from the underbelly of the car to grab the wrench that I asked Jack for. He handed me a pair of pliers instead.

"Someone like me?" he asked with false offence, "I'd like to know what you mean by that"

I slid out from underneath and pushed myself up so I was leaning on my elbows. "Well you know" I stated with a shrug though I myself didn't actually know. "I don't know, just you know"

Now Jack had an uppity smirk. "No, I actually don't" he laughed moving back to lean on a car at the neigbouring station. Crossing is arms and looking at me expectantly with that same stupid smirk.

"I know you know what I mean" I remarked, narrowing my eyes at him as I got to my feet and leaned back in my own car, wiping my greasy hand in my old jeans.

"Maybe I do" he teased "But I wanna hear you say it"

"ughh why are you so difficult. I haven't even known you for long" I exclaimed.

"What! Is there like a starting date for when you can start being yourself around here" He laughed again. God he wasn't even funny.

"I just mean that you- you look like a city boy" Ya that's it. He looks like a city boy with that silly hairstyle and the clothes and the way the thinks it's okay to be all rude and stuff.

"Ah now what that really all that hard" he cooed at me like I was some sort of child. "But anyways" he continued, taking his hands from across his chest and sinking them into his pockets. "I got into a bit of trouble back home, I felt that it was better to just leave. Go on a new adventure, ya know".

I just kinda nodded, half there half not. This guy was from the city; he's probably been everywhere. He's done stupid things. Oh I wish I could do stupid thing.

"What!?" Jack laughed yet again.

"What?" I asked in confusion. I've always heard city folk were a little off.

"you said you wished you could do stupid things, retard"

"What no I- wait did I say that out loud?" He nodded and cocked his head to one side, expecting me to continue.

"No, well it's just that when you live in a small town everyone would hear about it. Hell! Here in berk you can't even go out to buy a tub of yogourt with out at least three people going up to you at work and asking what flavor you got, let alone actually going anything bad. You'd be shunned" I would know.

"oh god, no way dude. I'd better catch the next bus out of here" he laughed. Always laughing. Did he have any other tones of voice other than laugh, joking and or being a total dick, if dick was even a tone of voice?

"Hey if I was you, that would be on my mind too" Even as myself that always on my mind. Run while you can!

"awe bro" he wined, coming over to put his arm around my shoulders, "I thought we were really hitting it off" I just rolled my eyes and moved away so his hand feel by his side in rejection.

I looked over at the clock and it was already 9:30. "Oh, you can go if you want" I told him, with an almost pleading tone in my voice.

"na-ah. You're not getting away from me that easy. I could hardly find this place while it was light, Jesus might as well take the wheel after sunset. I'm sticking with you" he said, moving closer to me and leaning his elbow on my shoulder.

"ughh" I grumbled, moving away yet again. I have yet to meet a man touchier that this one. "okay fine, let's go now then" I suggested although there really wasn't much choice in it. He just nodded happily and followed after me.

I stepped back into the front office where the lights were already down. With hopeful eyes, I looked over into the area behind the desk hoping that Astrid was asleep waiting for me, like she normally does.

Astrid and I normally walk home together but I guess she thought I was busy hitting it off with the new guy. I can see we're going to have to make a new rule; no leaving me alone with new people especially ones with white hair and stupid smirks.

"Okay well let's be on our way then" I said over to Jack who was looking at the photos on the bulletin board on the other side of the wall.

"awwww!" He yelled to me, at least I home it was to me, I was the only one there. "is this baby hiccup?" He asked pointing at a family photo of everyone who worked at the garage and yes, there, right smack dab in the middle was me. Well, younger me.

"I can't belive you were so tiny" he squealed. "You really bulked up bro" Rolling my eyes I went to go grab him so we could leave but my eyes caught the photo and I just had to look for a moment. There was me about ten years ago, I had both my legs and a huge smile, one that matched perfectly with my moms. She and I had a special bond. We were both special, that's what she told me. And I believed it. Up until the accident. I had to go ahead and ruin everything we had. I shut my eyes tight and begged the tears not to come out. At that I grabbed Jack and without even looking at him yanked him away from the photo and out the door not even stopping to lock it behind me; it's not as if anyone was actually going to sneak in and steal stuff.

"Hey slow down, Hiccup!" Jack yelled at me and pulled back. That was the first time he ever actually said my name, not bro or dude or just 'you'. I turned back to glare at him and he looked back at me seriously. "I'm sorry if I did anything" he apologized and quickened his pace so we were walking beside each other. "You're right, we haven't know each other long enough for me to be acting like myself" I looked over at him through the corner of my eye but decided not to say anything.

We walked aimlessly in the silence. Neither of us making any effort to actually get ourselves home

"So what's you're story" Jack asked.

"I though I was right and we haven't been friends long enough do be ourselves" I replied.

"Well, lets strengthen the bond of our friendship and tell secrets" he offered with a slight smile. The joking Jack was back.

"I'll go first if you want". I nodded "but I'm not making any promises on my side" I added. He nodded in agreement and took a deep breath.

"okay so basically I had this really amazing boyfriend" he started but then faltered and looked over at me for my approval. Honestly if we were to tell anyone else in this town, we would have probably stoned with bibles but not with me. Not Astrid either. I was straight but Astrid was definitely not. She had the biggest crush on this actress America Fererrah and told me that the only reason she ever dated me was because when I was younger, apparently I looked very feminine. I shrugged and he took that as a prompt to continue.

"So anyways we were like really in love and right after I graduated he purpose and I guess I found that to be a good time to tell my dad that I was gay and let me tell you, never tell your dad you like boys and that you're getting married in the same night or even anywhere close to each other. He flipped and he called me a bunch of horrible names that I'll spare you from. So then he kicked me out and that was it. I never saw him again. I left with like two shirts, these jeans and this" he explained, emphasizing his hooding by pushing his hands lower in the pockets.
"I went to my boy friend and told him I wanted to alope and I told him the whole story but he didn't act the way I thought he would. He got really angry at me, too and said he couldn't be with someone who was related to a homophobe so he broke it off. I remember getting really mad and sad and just hysterical. I almost went home but I didn't. Then I tried to go see my sister at school the next day but I didn't and I was just going crazy like I was floating around in this world where no one could see me then finally one night I was staying in this really ghetto motel where the bed touched the door and you couldn't even see out the window. And I was sitting there in the nasty bed, with one hand on the door know and the other with an open bottle of pills" He stopped for a few seconds as if he was trying to catch his breath.
"I sat there and I was thinking" His voice starting to come out in shot burst.
As if he had to swallow down a lump after each word. "I….. looked at the bottle... and at the door. I was at a crossroad. Did… I even want to continue of with what was left…. Of my life?" With a deep breath he seemed to stand up a little straighter and spoke again "I chose life! So I threw the bottle against the wall and left. Left with out paying or anything. It was night at this time so I snuck over to my ex-boyfriends house" another pause "and snuck in and took the money we had saved up for our wedding. He was the idiot who kept in in the same place, he should have know better. Then I went into the garage and grabbed his motorcycle. I already knew that he kept the keys in that little under the seat compartment so I grabbed them too then started the bike and left! I left with the bike and the money and like three pieces of clothing. That's when my best friend Ana came into play. She had just moved away for university so I knew it was safe to talk to her, there was no way anyone was going to find out where I was through her. So I texted her and she gave me the name of this guy named Gobber who was her uncle twice removed or something. Anyways she called him and she got me a job here so I rode all the way out here because of that!" he finished excitedly with a devious smirk plastered on his face.

"Wow" was all I could muster. Right now, at this moment I was just chilling and talking to a guy who was probably wanted and worse than that, he told me the whole story so now if the police come looking, by law I'm not part of this too!

I'm guessing that he saw my worry because he padded my shoulder and smiled. "Don't worry, my boyfriend won't tell, or even get that mad. He might have been a dick but he's actually a pretty great guy. Plus he has like six bikes"

I nodded yet again. It seems all I do with this guy is nod. I just have no words for him.

He looked over at me expectantly and I realized that he wanted me to tell my story. I felt the lump rise up from my stomach into my throat. The lump that was sitting in my throat since I saw the picture. Sitting in my throat since the accident. I couldn't do it.

Thankfully I was saved by the street.

"Hey this is the street I'm staying at" Jack remarked. Seeming to completely forget everything that had just happened. I looked up to see that it was in fact Gobber's street, which was only one off from mine. We walked along it together and watched out for Uncle Gobber's house. He wasn't actually my uncle; I don't actually know what he is to me. But I've always called him that anyways and I don't really plan on changing.

Finally we made it up the street to his house and Jack hopped over the three front steps. He grabbed the door handle and turned it before looking back at me. "We'll eventually get back to this" he said and stepped into the house. I knew exactly what he was talking about.