Oh, hello old friends ^_^

I have officially graduated yet another year of torturous high school and now I have two months of freedom before the next one starts again *Happy cheers and miserable sobs for the future to come*

So yes, I'm back and I'll update as often as possible so that I can hopefully finish this story before the end up this summer. I have so many new ideas and I can't wait to start a new one!

Sorry this chapter is a little rusty and short. I'm still getting in the groove of things. I promise it gets more interesting (at least I hope you think it is)

So yup, enjoy and like always thanks for actually reading my story and comment if you like. It always makes my day and also reminds me to update.

Stay formidable! (I'm moving on to my second language now) ヾ(^ω^*)

~ Mona

"Oh this is just Hiccup he's my best…." Jack started but quickly stopped and cocked his head just like hers, "Why aren't you at school, It's Wednesday!"

She shrugged her shoulders "Dad dropped me off early today so I came over here then I saw you" She explained.

"Mary! You can't just wander off like that! You need to stay at school when dad leaves you there" he was holding onto her shoulders and looking right at her.

"Sorry Jack" she replied quietly.

He rolled his eyes and removed his hands, bringing then down to hers and standing up "It doesn't matter now, let's just get you back"

He started to walk to the door and I followed but she stopped "Jack, I don't want to go back to school" She whined, "I want to stay here with you and hang out"

"Mary, I can't. I just came to pick up my book, I have to get Hiccup back home before his dad gets too mad"

"But what about your dad" She replied, "Your dad wants to see you too, he misses you." She pulled him back down to her level and put up a puppy dog face "And I miss you too"

Jack sighed and looked away. He looked over at me and I could tell he was silently asking if he could. I nodded my approval and he grinned brightly. I already knew I was going to get in trouble so he might as well see his family, right?

"Alright Mary, I'll come around to see you after school" She told her.

"No, daddy's picking me up, just come to the house"

"Uh, I don't really want-"

"daddy missis you remember. He wants to see you too"

"I don't think-"

"He does, he told me himself"

Jack's shoulders hunched over in defeat and agreed. "Okay fine, now let's go, it's almost 8:30!" He said getting up again. She grinned happily and skipped out along side her brother.

The school wasn't really all that far, only across the street and down another road. But I guess for a second grader that's I little far.

Jack let her go at the big red front doors after giving her a big long up and promising to see her later. She waved all the way in until the door closed behind her. Jack continued to wave, even after she was gone, one hand in his pocket and the other waving slowly.

I walked up behind his and nudged him shoulder with mine. "I can't tell if you're happy or not"

He looked over at me and smiled weakly.

Of course I'm happy; I love my baby sister. But that's the thing; I love my baby sister. And since I left I never get to see her. It's not like I can text her or anything. I just miss her a lot."

I nodded. I wasn't new to the whole missing someone thing. At least he could always come home and see her again. I have to live at home and remember where she used to be.

"So now that we're here all day, how about you show me around" I suggested. The happy grin and excited glint in his eyes quickly retuned as he stood up a little taller and grabbed my arm to pull me back to the bike. He's always pulling me, like I don't know where to go. I obviously know where to go, I can see the bike just as well as you can, Jack.

I followed behind him anyways, letting my arms be dragged in front of me like a dog on a leash.

"Okay, I'm gonna take you down town! We can walk around there and I'll show you all this cool stuff and I know you'll love all of it!" Jack spoke excitedly, listing off stores and little cafés, only stopping long enough to put the helmet back onto my head.

This time around I wasn't all that scared to hop on. Maybe a little hesitant but something about how happy Jack was to take me on a ride made it so much easier for me to get on.

Just like before, I wrapped my arms around his waist and closed my eyes and waited for the motor to start.

"You good back there?" Jack checked.

I nodded and held on a little tighter, trying to make my self forget that I was on a motorcycle and that I was just going on another adventure with Jack. One that was obviously going to get me in trouble, but then again, when has it not.

By the time that we got onto the main roads it was already rush hour and everything was really slow. Jack talked to me the whole time, pointing things out to me and telling little jokes. Just generally being very Jack-like. Somehow even with the constant revving of cars and beeping of horns, his voice and words made me forget what I was riding and the fact that I was totally open and available for any car to just come along a crush me at any given moment. Is this what having a real best friend is all about?

Finally Jack veered off onto a little side street and parked the bike in an open space.
"c'mon Hic" he called, already off and on his way back to the main road.

"Will you please give me a second" I snapped, climbing off slowly and sticking the helmet back into the seat compartment.

"Oh sorry, princess" he teased.

"shut up, Jack" I retorted, but I couldn't help smiling anyways. I don't even know why.

Jack had pulled me in and out of so many different shops. And for each shop, about three different stories came with it. How many stupid things could somebody do in one town? About 30 different stories worth would be my guess.

"Okay, okay, I swear this is the last one then we have to go back" he said, pulling me through two big wooden doors.

"that's what you said about the last place" I answered.

"Ya, but then I remembered this place" he said, looking over at me excitedly. He always looks at me excitedly. He was just in general, always excite about something. He was like a dog, so eager to please and so happy to make everyone else happy but then always ended up getting you into some sort of trouble because they can never think about anything farther ahead of them than their own nose.

I was continuing to contemplate how puppy-like Jack really was as we walked into a lobby when Jack covered my eyes just like last time at Sandy's apartment.

"Jack!" I groaned, "Everything doesn't have to be some big surprise"

"Why not?" He countered as he let me into what I was guessing was an elevator, "life is better when you don't always know what the hell is going on"

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. Sure, maybe for people like Jack all this stuff was fun, but for me, I liked to always have everything in order. "Whatever"

The elevator dinged and Jack pushed me out. Not hard but enough to make me stumble over my peg leg.

"Jack!" I grumbled

"oh, sorry bud"

Finally he removed his hands to revile a huge and tall white room with drawings and sketches on the walls and cool looking models of sky scrapers and big apartment buildings in glass cases along them.

"What is this place?" I wondered aloud.

"It's the Museum of architecture" He replied.

"But why's you take me here" I asked. I mean don't get me wrong, this is probably one of the most amazing places ever but I would have never expected it to be on Jacks list of top 10 places to take someone.

"Because, I remember once you told be that you wanted to be an architect, so I thought 'hey this would be perfect'" He explained.

"You actually remember that?"

"Duh" was all he said.

I didn't have time to continue with this conversation, I had a whole museum to check out, so I just left it.

I wandered around an Jack followed a few steps behind me. We didn't really speak much. I looked and read and tried to learn as much as I possibly could and he would just smile and nod when ever I showed him something. It was better that way, instead of him pretending he was actually into what I was into. It was good enough that he even thought to take me here.

Suddenly Jack gasped and grabbed onto my arm, pulling me over into another room.

"Jack! What the he-" I started.

He put his finger to my lips and shushed me.

"Listen" He whispered quickly, "remember what I told you about how I ran away from home and stuff?" He asked

I nodded

"Okay, so remember how I stole the bike and the money?"

My eyes widened. I already knew what he was going to say next.

"Okay, well, my boyfriend is kind of actually here right now" he told me with a worried tone.

"your EX-boyfriend" I corrected.

"Uh ya, sorry. But that doesn't matter right now. What matters is how we're gonna get out of here with out him seeing us"

I agreed and racked my brain, trying to come up with an on the spot plan. I've never been too good at this kind of stuff. I like things to be planned.

"Okay, how about you distract him and then I'll run" he suggested.

"Jack, you, out of all people know that I don't do well with new people"

"But Hiccup, this is life or death, please for-" Jack was cut off by an Australian sounding voice calling his name. Jack froze and shut his eyes tight before turning around slowly.

"Uh H-hi, Aster" he said meekly.

Standing before us was a tall man with black hair, a little shorter than mine but a lot thicker. He had a stupid smirk on his face. The kind that I'd want to punch off if I punched people.

"I haven't seen you in a while. Looking good as always" He said with a wink, then looked over at me and his smile faltered a little.

"So where'd you end up going?"

Jack took a deep breath before he stepped forward and brought back his nonchalant, I don't really care posture, letting his hands sink into is hoodie pocket and letting his shoulders drop a little.

"Oh ya know, I've been getting around"

"I see" He nodded slowly

"been having fun with my bike?"

Jack stiffened yet again, "I I'm really sorry Aster. I wasn't really thinking straight when I took it, I just-"

"Will you shut up, I don't care. I have like, ten bikes"

my insides squirmed a little when he said shut up to Jack. I mean, I know I say it to him a lot but I think it sounds better when I do it that when he does. When I do it I know he knows I'm just joking, but with Aster he actually shuts up.

"Oh, uh thanks then" Jacks confidence was shaken again.

"So are you still moving around?" He questioned moving a little closer.

"Nah, not right now actually. I've kinda settled down for now" Jack spoke

Aster's face darkened "With this guy?!" He exclaimed "I wasn't going to say anything but honestly Jack, you really are a push over if you can go from this" He said motioning to himself "to that"

I shrunk back when he gestured over to me.

"What, no!" Jack raised his voice a little.

I started shaking my head but stopped when he continued speaking.

"Hiccup is ten times better than you ever were. He let's me be myself even when I'm being really annoying. And he doesn't try to act cool or scare other people to get what he wants!"

"He's really all that eh?" Aster stepped even closer so he was looking down at Jack.

"Ya, ya he is! He's all that and he's not even my boyfriend" He retorted, his voice getting quieter toward the end of his sentence.

"Oh" Was all Aster could say before he started laughing. Not really a happy laugh more of a laugh that you do right before you're about to say something mean. "Well babe, I guess I'll see you around" He said before moving forward and slipping something into Jack's pocket and staying there a little too long. As Aster moved back and turned to walk off Jack's face fell.

Before we made his way out of the room we were in he looks at me and smiled. And it wasn't what I'd call a friendly smile.

Once he was gone I looked over at Jack who looked a little traumatized.

"He's the kind of guy that Astrid would punch," I told him

"Astrid would punch anything that moves" He replied, a stiff smiled coming back to his face.

"C'mon, let's get out of here before he comes back to attack again" he said as he stormed out, only stopping to quickly throw out the note.

I followed like i always did, only stopping to catch a glimpse of what he threw out.

There on the top was a note. I still have your number, babe xox.

When did he even have time to write that. Like who carries something like that around with them?"