Hi again! Yes I'm back so soon because I couldn't wait to post this chapter. It's my favourite.

This is actually kinda the drabble that got this whole thing started. It was just one night and I got the urge to write and then this baby popped out! So then I was like wow, I must now write a whole entire crappy fic about these two idiots! Thus A Change of Scenery was born!

P.s. I have a little note for you guys at the bottom.

So yes, enjoy and like always, thanks for reading!

Stay brilliant ヽ( ‿ )ノ

~Mona

We got to Burgess at about five because of all the bickering we did on the way. So astrid missed her date and Jack lost his reservations for what ever place we got. Probably a Starbucks or something. Anyways we decided to rear age the plans and move everything to a later time. So Astrid and I ended up getting ourselves a little motel room to chill at and get ready in. It was a little dumpy but not as bad as you would thing. But motel standard this was actually pretty damn good.

It was ten thirty and Astrid and I were dressed and ready to go. And can I just say that she looked good. Like really good. For starters she was actually wearing a dress. And it was tight but in a good way. Her make up was done perfectly and her hair was actually down and straight, a nice break from it's usual braid.

"Wow" I breathed "you look like a girl. I- I mean you look good"

She glared at my for a moment before her smile came back. "You're not looking too bad yourself" She said pulling on the edge of my jacket. She brought me an actually dress jacket. Like with the cuff links and everything. And honestly I did look good. With my jacket and band tee under neither and matched up with my one and only pair of dark wash jeans I looked like a real city guy. Like I belonged here.

"Where was it that you said Jack wanted us to meet?" I asked, giving myself another once over.

"This place called Barcode"

"what is it, like some restaurant or something?"

"Nope, it's a gay bar"

"what!?" I sputtered. I turned to her with my eyes wide. Astrid how could you let him so this to me. How could he do this to me. There is no way in hell that- I mean people already think I'm gay an- I have a girlfriend!" I rambled on

"For goodness sake Hiccup, calm 's just like a regular club except that theres bros who like dick. No big deal. Your best friend is a bro who likes dick"

"More like a dick who likes dick!" I snapped.

"Hiccup, that was stupid"

"Ya I know"

I heaved a sigh. "Okay, whatever. I'm so done with fighting all of this. Just text me the address"

She smiled and walked over to me. "You'll actually have fun, I promise" She told me as she unbuttoned my jacket "You've just gotta let loose a little, alright" I gave her a tight smiled but nodded anyways. Well It's not like I can back out. I have no where else to go really. I with all honestly, I don't want to walk around Burgess at night.

Astrid decided to take my car because or resins that she wouldn't tell me. She probably just wanted to make out in the back. So I ended up just taking a taxi. Which wasn't so bad because now all I had to do was tell him the address, do need for a GPS and no chance of me getting lost.

We arrived pretty quickly and I suddenly felt my stomach get a little heavy. What was wrong with me? It was just a club right? A club where I was going to meet an old friend. This is what young adults do right?

I nervously walked into the club. there we so many people, too many people as far as I was concerned. All sweaty and presses up against each other. Gross. How could some people like this kind of stuff? Well, I mean clearly people did and Jack was one of them. Scanning over all the people, I searched though all the drunken dancers. Then I saw it, well him. He was pretty hard to miss since his dusty white hair glowed florecently against the black lights in the dark room.

I don't really know what I was excepting to happen, maybe he would notice be first or something, but he didn't. He was too busy dancing on some girl. Wait, wasn't he gay?

Awkwardly and gingerly, I picked my way though all the clubbers in my way, towards Jack.

His eyes caught mine as I approached and smiled. "Hey Hiccup!" He yelled over the pounding music as he ushered me over.

I thought when we spoke it would be awkward or something but he decided to just pretend that nothing had ever happened. Maybe that was a good thing. So we could just enjoy ourselves. I mean, we have this one day together so we might as well make it bearable.

I weaved through the last of the partners, keeping my eyes on Jack.

His smile broadened, showing off his unfairly perfect white teeth. Why is it that some people got all the good stuff?

"Hi" I greeted meekly but barley any sound came out over the pulsing base.

Although I know he couldn't hear me he waved anyways then grabbed my arm and pulled me over to what I'm guessing is the bar. As we walked, girls and boys alike eyed Jack but he didn't seem to notice nor care. I guess that's gotta be something you get used to when you look something like a real life greek statue.

Once we reached the bar jack leaned lazily on the table as gave me his signature smirk. Stop looking at me like that you dork. I'm still mad at you. Sorta.

Like the dork I am, I awkwardly climbed up into the stool beside him and sat there awkwardly, picking at my nails in my lap.

With a short laugh jack leaned down to my ear. Even though he was yelling I still could hardly hear him over the dub step that they were now blasting. All I could catch was something about drinking. I shook my head and waved him off because I'm pretty sure, just by my appearance you could guess that I'm not really a drink, get drunk and party hard kind of guy. But of course it was too late. Jack was already ordering me some sort of fruity cocktail. Really, a fruity cocktail. I don't know anything about this stuff but even I know that the pink ones are for girls and very gay guys. And I'm straight!

The bar tender handed him the drink and jack took a small sip and nodded him approval before passing it on to me.

I just sat there at played with the straw while jack stood beside me.

He tried to look like me was enjoying him self just chilling on the side lines but of course I knew that he would much rather be right in there with the rest of dancers.

"Just go" I told him.

At first he looked at me a little hesitant then smiled and ran off to all his little friends.

And then it was was. I sat there tapping my fingers on my glass, looking like some anti social age college kid who was forced to be there. Of course I actually was, I just looked a lot worse that it all actually was.

It was actually nice to see him again. He looked great. Happier than he did before. Maybe I was just mad at him because I couldn't actually talk to him, because the moment I saw him I wasn't feeling any anger anymore. Just happiness. I was just happy to see him again. Maybe this time we will actually text while we're apart.

The thumping music made it hard for me to keep a train out through or even think at all really. and if I can't think than I'm basically nothing. This was clearly more Jack's thing than mine. The dancing, the drinking the loud music. I'm sure he'd understand if I just wanted to maybe meet up another place where we could actually chill and talk to each other.

Just as I was about to get up and find jack, to tell him that I thought it was about time that I left, there was a low almost growling voice in my ear.

"Hey babe, you busy"

My spine stiffened and I slowly turned around to see a big tall football player-esk type guy. One that you would automatically connect with his voice. Not so much expecting that he would hitting on me though.

He leaned on the bar table next to be just like Jack had done, but with him it wasn't as comforting.

"I'm dagur" well hello dagur, will you please go away.

"H-hi"

"And you are"

"Um uh hic-"

"Not into you!" Snapped an angel from above. Actually it walked over from the dance floor but whatever.

"Who are you" dagur sneered at Jack who was now slipping him self in between us.

"None of your business" Jack said, looking right up at him. "And anyways he's not interested"

"Well" dagur said, raising his hand to touch my cheek. "I can certainly change that"

Before he could go any further Jack intervened again. "He's taken...by- by me"

"Then prove it frosty" the big burly guy commanded, suspicion clear in his voice.

Jack's glare slowly left the douche bag and softened as he looked down at me. Uncertainty glistened in his eyes but only slightly. So microscopic that only I would ever be able to detect it.

With out warning he dived down and laid his mouth on mine. Hard. Open mouth and heavy. There was no room for air, let alone hesitation.

My reaction was a little unexpected as well. Heat slowly started to bubble in my lower stomach and rose as I kissed him back forcefully, returning all the urgency that he was giving off. Teeth clashed together. The thick taste of alcohol lingered on his tongue. Bitter and strong yet some how quite nice. His arms wrapped around my waist, mine flew around his neck, both of us just trying to get closer, trying to get more. Fingers lingered, leaving hot tingles as they ran across the small of my back, under my shirt and slowly moved forward the my front.

My brain was dull, numb and before I could even wrap my head around what was happening it was all over.

Jack looked down at me for about a nano second with an intense expression, sending signals that I wouldn't have been able to read in any normal situation, let alone at a time when the inside of my head felt like an old antenna tv when it lost connection. Buzzing and useless. Just as fast as his eyes landed on me did they flit away to where that guy was standing with a very awkward expression and his legs crossed in a way that could only mean one thing. Oh if he only knew the half of it. With out another word he walked away mumbling something about PDA under his breath.

My white haired best friend turned back to me and coughed. "Maybe it's time we head out, this isn't really your scene anyways"

I just nodded dumbly and followed after him as we walked to the door. His long legs skillfully weaving him through the crowd, his slender fingers running through his bleached hair, just as mine had just moments ag- wait what. Was this normal. For a best friend to notice these things. Like the fact that even in the dark night club as every few moments Jack would look back to make sure I was following to notice how even in the dark for those simple milliseconds that his eyes drifted over in my direction, how blue they were. His eyes. How they still glowed in the black. Or how his walk just gave off this aura of cool, like he didn't have a care in the world. Something that was just so god damn desirable. And by desirable I mean I wish I was like that. Or do I? Maybe all this inner commentary would seem innocent enough if we hadn't just made out about three minutes ago. But now. I just can't help but take notice some things. Like how he always seemed like he's smiling, even if he wasn't. Or how I'm a bit taller than him just enough to look down at him and he would always look up at me with that stupidly attractive smirk of his and just... Just oh god.

Am I falling for my best friend. Could this one fake, staged, just to prove a point kiss have changed everything from my view of my best friend to my sexuality. Just one crazy night and everything's different now?

No way, it doesn't work like that. It just need it clear my head.

At that I took a deep breath of the cool night time air. And that's when I noticed that Jack and I had already long left the club and now we walked the empty streets in silence, Jack looking over at me. Again with the stupid smirk! Stop! It's too cute for your own good. I mean... Uhhhh. Oh I can't really cover that one up. It's just the truth.

"Hey hic" he called, bringing me all the way back to the real world. I nodded in response. Still not really trusting my voice, who knows what could come out of this mouth.

"About back there... It's just that he was looking at you kinda creepy since we got there and I don't like it when people look at you." He explained, keeping his voice low, as if there were people listening around us. "L-looking at you weirdly I mean" he added. "You're my best friend, I just don't want anything to happen to you" Jack finished, looking at me with those eyes. Those damn eyes.

"Nah bud, it's fine. All in the spirit of creeper defence" I replied, trying to sound as chill as I should have been, but really it came out just as meek and awkward as I felt. Even my laugh at the end of my joke was just about as sad at the joke it's self.

The rest of our walk was silent. Neither of us even attempted to make conversation. Every few moments I would look over at Jack out of the corner of my eye just the find his flitting away. Each time I watched those blue eyes look away I felt dejected lump in my stomach. How is it that that kiss left such a mark, I meant I've kissed girls before. Well a girl anyways. and we've gone pretty fa and yet nothing has ever left me feeling like this.

It's not as if I could catch gay of something. I mean I'm straight for god sake. I know I am. I've been straight and only straight for my whole like. All nineteen years of my life, never have I ever gives anything more than a glance at another guy. I mean if I see an attractive guy I won't deny it but it's never more than just an innocent statement. It just means that I'm secure with my sexuality.

Finally we came across the motel and I've never been happier. I looked at Jack but he didn't really say anything. For the first time on this whole walk he wasn't looking at me. He just leaned on the door. "Do you know when Astrid is going to be back?" He asked quietly

"Uh, no, but it's okay, I'll text her" I said

"Okay good, be safe" His voice was very mono toned and very un Jack like. He was probably just upset at him self because he thought he ruined out friend ship. At that he stood up straight and turned to leave.

"Uh wait!" I said a little too quickly. But in my defence we head spun around just as fast.

"This doesn't change anything right? We're still- still best friends right?" Jack's eyes seemed to fall again but he gave a kurt nod before turning to walk away again "Okay, bye Jack. It- it was really nice to see you again" I said after him I really meant it. Jacks footsteps seemed to faulted but they didn't stop or turn around again.

I watched his pull up his hood and walk away

"When are we gonna do this again?" I said, too quietly for anyone other than myself to hear.

Once Jack was out of my sight I sight and went into my motel room and my had actual time to try to think this through. Now that my brain was free form the distraction of Jack's hair and his eyes and the way he would smile and talk and walk and... and the way that he made me feel, I finally had time to think.

My thoughts started tumbling around as I laid back onto the hard and uncomfortable bed and I closed my eyes. I had until Astrid got home to make sense of this whole thing.

Okay so we kissed.

It was pretty good. One of the best I've had actually.

It felt good

But I'm straight- I'm pretty sure.

It could have just been the heat of the moment.

Ya that's it! It was in the moment, it just happened.

Yup, there was nothing behind it. Jack meant nothing by it.

Hi again again, Sorry, I didn't want to say this part up there ^^^ incase of spoiling everything but If you guys could just tell me how I did on the whole kiss part that would be amazing. I'm not too good at all that lovey dovey-smoochie-kissy-smutty stuff.

So yes, loves, that would be most appreciated ^_^

~Mona (again)