A/N: Hey again everyone! I'm back with a RotBTD highschool AU! Hope you guys enjoy!

"Jack."

The call of his name did nothing to grab the white-haired boy's attention. He was staring at the catwalk above him, lost in the thought of getting out of the talons of his teacher and of this ridiculous excuse for a play. "Jack." An elbow to his side, courtesy of Hiccup, jolted him out of his daydream and back into the cruel reality of the theatre.

"Yes, Ms. Gothel?" Jack watched her cautiously, slightly afraid she would send him yet again to the Principal Pitch's office.

"Could you read Benedick for us if you could spare some time from your daydreaming?" Ms. Gothel had an arm crossed over her chest with the script of the play in her hand, obviously impatient.

It was only the end of the first week of the new semester and he had been sent to Principal Pitch's office four times already. He couldn't afford to go again, otherwise his gaming privileges and social time would be taken.

"Yes, Ms. Gothel." Jack uncrossed his legs and approached the stage to join the others who entered the scene. Ms. Gothel obviously had something out for him. He figured she purposely assigned him one of the roles who had the most lines so he could make a fool of himself.

He waited as the others spoke their lines, then he raised his script to read off as his line came up: "Were you in doubt, sir, that you asked her?" More waiting. Rolling his eyes at the stammering voice of the boy who everyone called 'Fishlegs'. He was apparently known as that due to the username he chose for a game played by most all the guys at school. His eventually finished his single line, then next was another line, and his turn once again: "If Signior Leonato be her father, she would not have his head on her shoulders for all Messina, as like him as she is."

"I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior Benedick: nobody marks you."

Rapunzel. Blondie. Jack smiled at her voice, but quickly hiding it as he turned to her with an acted-surprised face.

"What, my dear Lady Disdain! Are you yet living?" Jack saw her show her real smile as she continued on in her character of Beatrice. This back and fourth repetition continued, both Jack and Rapunzel trying to hold back laughter.

"God keep your ladyship still in that mind! So some gentleman or other shall escape a predestinate scratched face." Jack continued to try to hold back his laughter as he replied, but Rapunzel's next line brought him to laughter.

"Scratching could not make it worse, if it were such a face as yours." Both Jack and Rapunzel broke into laughter, and a "BURN" was yelled by an accented voice from somewhere off stage.

These lines were almost exact from what was said the other day in the cafeteria in a conversation between himself and Merida.

'You should see the looks I get from most of the girls here. I'm telling you, they're crazy.' Jack took a bite out of a slice of pizza as Merida sat down across from him.

'More like they're staring at your weird bleached hair. Just admit it, you only bleached it to get attention.'

'First of all, it's not bleached. It's natural. Secondly, they're only crazy because of my good looks.' To set the point, he glanced off to the side and nodded at two girls at the table next to them. They looked away giggling and waving their fingers. 'Even if I got a broken nose, I would still look good.'

'You're right, a broken nose would be an improvement' Merida replied casually as she took a sip of her coke, smirking at Jack's slow reaction. Hiccup started coughing, having choked on his food, and Rapunzel burst out in laugher.

'You did not just go there.' Jack finally replied, his face still astonished as Merida continued to drink her coke.

Currently in the theatre, Rapunzel had fallen to the floor in laughing fits, and Jack had to lean against his knees in order to prevent himself from following Rapunzel to the floor.

An exasperated sigh left Ms. Gothel's lips, and she waved them off stage in annoyance that the play was falling apart.