Hiccup sighed. He really loved early mornings, too early for most people to even get out of their beds, too early for Stoick to nag at him to 'manly up' (whatever that meant. He was very manly already thank you very much. Like, what was manlier than a boy with the figure similar to a stick?) and too early for others to use him as a toothpick after bullying the newcomers.

The flow of his pen graced across the paper as the coal of the tip of the pen gave life to an obscure shadow on the paper; the Night Fury, the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself. It had a sleek black body with a tint of blue, large fins that covered its tail and back, accompanied by a pair of massive bat-like wings. It is menacing teeth indicated that it was not the creature that was being hunted, but hunting. Slightly catlike, somewhat resembling his furry little best bud, Toothless.

A loud slam interrupted his thoughts, causing him to flinch and jump at the unexpected sound. Who the hell? He thought before he watched the clock in the room, and shit. It wasn't early morning any longer. He had been so occupied and stuck in his own thoughts that he hadn't even noticed the growing numbers of adolescents in the corridor, who were causing quite a fuss outside of the room. Hiccup observed from the corner of his eyes at the culprits of the loud noise; Snotlout and his gang, Tuffnutt and Ruffnut. And they were walking towards him. Great. Just. Great.

"Still drawing on your ugly weird-ass dragons?" Snotlout shoved Hiccup's shoulder as he bypassed him, enough strength to make him drop his pen to the floor.

"Good morning to you too." Hiccup mumbled bent over to fetch the pen, sending a discreet glare as an impressive comeback.

"What can you say, weird people generate weird things, obviously." Tuffnut snickered at his own joke, following their leader.

Hiccup faked a laugh. "Yeah, hilarious. Did you figure out that logical conclusion all by yourself?"

"Watch it dragon boy." Snotlout exclaimed from the back. "This fist gets more and more tempted to hit those few remaining brain cells in your head. Who knows, I might even hit some sense into you."

Hiccup opened his sarcastic mouth to send a snappy response, but the other classmates entered the room, quickly filling the empty seats which shut his mouth quickly. Especially a certain classmate riveted his attention from the room and its activities; Astrid. His stomach began to flutter at the sight, even if he knew that her type was the opposite of awkward and scrawny boys.

"Hey babe, there is an empty seat beside me for you." Snotlout patted the seat beside him with a smug smile on his face. However, Astrid only watched him coolly as she sat near the empty seat beside Hiccup, chewing on her bubble gum nonchalantly.

"Oh come on Astrid, I could make your life so much better."

"Oh, are you changing to another school?" Astrid said nonchalantly, making Hiccup laugh silently, but he was barely able to contain his laughter when he observed Snotlout's face of sheer frustration.

"And what are you laughing at, dragon boy?" He sneered; Hiccup inwardly cursed because his body had probably revealed his laughter.

Hiccup threw up his hands. "Nothing. Nothing at all."

"You better not." Snotlout glared at him menacingly, but it didn't really affect him as Astrid smiled at him. All the negative feelings seemed to disappear when he received such a dazzling smile and he couldn't really fight the smile that tugged at his lips as a response, slightly blushing at Astrid's sudden attention.

The clock was almost eight o'clock when the last and the most popular person in the class stepped into the room. Of course, this caused everyone in the class to break out in whispers.

Even at his late arrival, he still resembled a cat that had eaten a canary; a smug and mischievous smirk rested on his face as his penetrating eyes of sheer ice blue gazed over the class. He hadn't even bothered with a jacket or any particular outwear even if it was freezing outside, revealing too much of his pale skin in his opinion. He swore he could hear some of the girls swoon. He could only roll his eyes at the sight. His clothes and hair were a bit disheveled, but that appeared to make the ladies swoon over him even more as if it somehow enhanced his attractive attributes. The number one jokester of the school, the one and only, Jack Frost. There wasn't a day when you didn't hear about his pranks, mischiefs across the school, which had made him quite infamous among the teachers as he was quite of the menace to them.

But the heated whispers about wanting Jack to sit beside them made Hiccup finally realize something. Jack Frost had been the last person to enter the room, which meant that there was only one seat left, the one next to Hiccup. He groaned inwardly. Oh gods, please just ignore me. Don't mind me and my awkwardness, I don't need more humiliation. He thought as he faced the window instead of the whiteboard. Jack had never personally pulled any pranks on Hiccup, mostly because Hiccup had kept a very low profile over the years and he tended to run to unpopular places during breaks. Although, he surely would not be surprised if Jack decided to join with Snotlout's trend of bullying. All for the laughs.

"Hi." A voice greeted him.

And the humiliation continues, Hiccup sighed and rotated his head towards the newcomer, not knowing if he should reply or not, but that dilemma was quickly resolved as Jack continued the unilateral conversation.

"Nice dragon."

Hiccup frowned at him as if Jack had grown an extra head on his shoulder before he looked sheepishly at his notepad.

"Uh, thanks, I guess." The subsequent silence did not grow lighter between them, especially since Jack continued to stare at him as he drew on his Night Fury. Hiccup couldn't help but to clench his jaws as he didn't like the extra attention on him, because that did not bode well and he didn't know if he was supposed to confront the stare. To his relief, Jack seemed to soothe his inner conflict by being the first to break the quiet tension.

"I'm sorry to ask, but could I borrow a pen?"

Hiccup didn't know if it was some sort of deceiving maneuver before the real prank occurred, but that gentle voice was hard to defy. "Yeah- Yeah, sure." He said before he handed over a pen.

"Thanks." Jack accidentally touched Hiccup's hand when he reached to grasp the pen, causing a shiver traveled across Hiccup's spine at the impact. Those hands were ice-cold, even more ice-cold than his hands had been when he had been outside for six hours straight during a cold winter day, and that just wasn't normal; it was beneath the crucial body-temperature limit. "Have you always been in this class?"

Hiccup tore his staring at the hands as he was pulled away from his suspicious thoughts by Jack's comment, but he wasn't shocked that the popular hadn't noticed him before. He snorted. "Nah, not like I've been here for the past two years."

Jack snickered, playing with the pen with his hands and making it roll between his fingers like a skilled magician. "Well sorry for not being attentive, but I haven't really seen you around much."

"Well, you got me. I'm mostly invisible; it's a bad habit of mine."

Jack was about to respond when the teacher began preaching and writing on the whiteboard, which apparently was enough to make the prankster shut his mouth. Hiccup could only sigh in relief.

Time crawled slowly by as Hiccup went through his schedule of the day, but at least his shoulders had loosened some of the tension in his muscles from the scrutinizing attention and gaze from the prankster as he had disappeared after the first class. To his relief, then Hiccup didn't have many classes with either Jack Frost or Snotlout's gang, which meant that he could uphold his low profile. That was, of course, before the PE class.

Physical training that involved any sort of body coordination or physical activity? Great. Definitely his area. He sure loved to coordinate his awkward limbs and slow-to-catch-up-brain for this wondrous adventure. He was definitely not the one who ruined the collective sports. Even a radish had more grace than him. God have mercy on the team that was allocated Hiccup as a team member. His classmates had lost so much hope for his limbs that the mere glare from them made Hiccup walked towards the opposite side of the room and tried his best to keep his distance from the actual game or find a reason to skip PE. However, not this time, his classmates would kill him this time for sure. The coach had practically thrown him into the field without even listening to Hiccup's excuses and that was the story of how he ended up in the locker room with an incredible red face and an ice-pack. Hiccup groaned at the pain as he accidentally shifted pose, which made the ice-pack press harder against the bruised area. He could swear that he had tried to avoid being active in the game, thus he didn't quite understand how a soccer ball had managed hit him straight in the face, leaving a bright red imprint of failure on his face. However, the snickering of Snotlout's gang and the shit-eating grin on the leader himself on the other side of the field solved the mystery quite quickly. The brunette clung to the ice-pack for his dear life, hoping the red tint would vanish before he was heading towards home. The hope disappeared when he heard the familiar voices of three people heading towards his way.

"Excellent performance on the field, dragon boy." Tuffnut sneered as he bypassed the boy on the benches, heading towards the changing rooms like the rest of the class. However, Hiccup did not find the energy or motivation to face the others.

"Yeah, I've never seen anyone tripping over the ball so many times. It was really 'badass'." Snotlout added, snatching the ice-pack to later throw it in a trash-bin before he laughed at the glaring brunette.

Couldn't he just leave me alone for one day? Just one day? Is that so much to ask for? He asked the gods. "Thank you, thank you, I'm glad that my attempts to be badass actually succeeded."

"Oh definitely, you were a great help out there." Tuffnut mocked.

"Yeah yeah." Hiccup waved dismissively as he watched them disappear into the changing rooms, slightly grieving his trashed ice-pack. He looked at the trash-bin as if the ice-pack would magically get back to his face and sighed loudly before he hoisted his knapsack onto his back.

Hiccup walked through the major park of the city as it was a shortcut to his home, but it also bestowed the most beautiful scenery in the town as a nice extra bonus. The treetops were covered with snow, shimmering a light blue hue in the shadows. A lot of kids were playing on the fields, creating snowmen and snow angels, and having snowball fights in the park that was covered with several centimeters of snow. Even the sun apparently had taken pity on them for once and it spread its sunrays over the fields to spread some warmth in this season that would otherwise try to freeze them to death. Sauntering with a slow pace, Hiccup absorbed the tranquil feeling from the environment, as it transformed the look of his inside world to match more of the outside world. Contentment seeped through his veins, fading the humiliating memories of the PE lesson that had planted a gloomy cloud over his thoughts. Hiccup didn't know how long he had been walking into the forest of the park when his gaze had been riveted by something unusual, a strange blue light, which shimmered amidst the trees. It wasn't a prominent light; rather it fluctuated like a star, emitting a continuous and enthralling glow. Enough enthralling that he hadn't even noticed that his feet had automatically walked towards the light instead of sticking to the road, as if a puppeteer was pulling his threads to another destination. He stopped abruptly at the realization. What on earth was he doing? When has it ever been a good idea to follow mysterious things into the woods?

Hiccup shook his head and returned to the road again, but curiosity gnawed at his brain as the atmosphere had shifted into something more enigmatic and the hairs on his arms were standing up as if they were warning him for danger. Hiccup, you know better than to walk into a dark forest. He reprimanded himself, but that itch of curiosity wouldn't knock it off and it wasn't really dark in the forest as it was middle of the day. The curiosity continued to spread throughout his entire body until it became unbearable, throbbing, aching and begging him to investigate the mysterious light.

The brunette sighed to himself before he shifted direction again. How bad can it be, it's in the middle of the main park and it is broad daylight. Not like it's a murderer or something. He reasoned while he approached the light with careful steps. His heart was drumming wildly, even if he had tried to convince himself that there was nothing to fear. He sneaked forward from tree to tree, glancing to the right and left as he was unable to stop his paranoid glances. At least he always tried to cover his body as his head occasionally peeked from the stems, which should make him less noticeable if an actual murderer was located in the forest. However, it didn't matter how much closer he got to the source of mystery as the mysterious object was veiled by the thick bushes and dense vegetation; he couldn't actually see the source of the light until he was only a few feet from it.

However, when he had finally found a spot to unveil the light, then he could only gasp in astonishment.

It was a boy.

Hiccup froze in awe when he saw the floral patterns of frost roam in the air, which had been emitted from the boy's hands, like fireworks. It hadn't been a light, it had been magic. Real magic. Hiccup was so entranced by the scene that he didn't notice the boy's attributes, nor did he even pay attention the characteristics of the lad. The frost diverted his attention from any other kind of important information, but not for long as his brain began to recognize that famous white hair. Only one boy in this town had the same kind of white hair. Focusing his eyes on the boy instead of the frost, he gasped in shock as his fears were verified and the information was being connected in his brain.

Jack Frost.

Jack Bloody Frost had magical abilities.

And he was about to turn his head towards Hiccup.

Shit! Hiccup thought as he quickly covered his face with the stem of the tree, hoping that he hadn't been exposed. Shit, shit! He is practicing magic out in the woods, probably because he doesn't want anyone to see him! And I just saw him! Horror spread through his veins, because Jack would probably become furious if he caught Hiccup's prying. And for all he knew; Jack could be a murderer, the kind that killed everyone who discovered his secret. Perhaps the bodies were thrown into ditches to make it look like a motorway accident. Normal people found twigs, dead animals or forgotten things in the woods, but no, it was just Hiccup's normal luck to actually find magic and perhaps a ruthless killer. I'm not staying to find out. He tried to sneak away from the spot, heading towards safety and his home in an almost inaudible movement.

"What's the hurry?"

Hiccup screamed in the most unmanly high pitched noise before he jumped and spun around to face the low voice. Hiccup's heartbeat was pounding loudly against his ribcage and he suddenly managed to forget that breathing was essential to humans.

"A-ah. I-I'm not in a hurry, just, taking a w-walk. Beautiful normal day isn't it?" He tried to maintain his voice to normal mode, but his body betrayed him by occasionally emitting a high-pitched sound. Oh gods. He looks furious. He is a killer, he is definitely a killer.

Jack leaned against a tree, throwing and catching a snowball with his right hand. It went up and down in a slow and serene manner, but Hiccup knew better and the serene looking snowball wouldn't settle his heart because he assumed Jack's snowball could easily be altered into a deadly weapon, at least with Jack's magic abilities. Hiccup couldn't help but observe the snowball in a very paranoid way.

"You saw it, didn't you?"

"W-what? Saw what? I-I didn't see anything. I'm observing trees you see as I really lo-ove trees. I'm surprised to actually see you here. What are you doing here? Taking a walk too?" He rambled in distress, trying to sound like he really hadn't seen anything, but he knew that ship had sailed a long time ago as he watched the other boy's all-knowingly gaze.

Jack merely grinned towards the brunette before he pushed himself off the tree, strolling towards the frightened teenager.

"Save your rambling, I saw you looking at me and my tricks." Hiccup tried to back away, but Jack followed every step and danced against every counter move from the brunette. Hiccup's heart stopped in his chest as the whole world seemed to slow for a few seconds. Oh dear gods, he is going to kill me!

"Alright, alright!" Hiccup threw up his hands in a disarming gesture of surrender and perhaps as a shield for incoming attacks. "Let's just take this nice and easy! No drastic actions that we might regret!" The brunette spluttered while his voice started to quiver, trying to desperately keep a certain distance between them. "I'm sorry, alright? But I didn't exactly expect to find a boy with magic in the woods. And to be fair, those fireworks weren't exactly discreet."

The snow-haired boy raised an eyebrow. "And to be fair, don't you know one shouldn't sneak around in a forest alone?"

Hiccup opened his mouth to respond and closed it just as fast when he couldn't think of an adequate answer.

"So." Jack studied the short male with interest. "It looks like I've been caught in action for the first time. And I've been here for a long time kid." Jack continued, tapping his chin with his fingers. "I wonder what I should do." The white-haired boy threw the brunette a small manic smirk.

Not murdering, not murdering. Hiccup's breath hitched in anxiousness. "Nothing! Absolutely nothing!" He squeaked. "I mean I kinda like my life, it might not be a great life, but you know, it is at least something. And I could just walk away as if nothing had happened. Win-win don't you think?" He swallowed the big lump in his throat, trying to keep a solemn face.

"I think we are past the point of no-return, don't you think?"

"Nah, I think we are just before it."

Jack grinned in the most wicked way Hiccup had ever observed.

"Calm down kid, it's not like I'm going to eat you." Say that to your smirk. The snow-haired lad brought his right hand up to stroke his chin, contemplating in silence for a suitable solution for a crime that the brunette didn't even think he had committed. "I guess it only would be fair to trade a secret for a secret." Hiccup opened his mouth, ready to reveal a secret, but Jack interrupted him by pointing a finger at his face. "One that could ruin your life if it was spilled."

Hiccup frowned at him dumbfounded.

"But I don't have one of those."

Jack looked at him in disbelief. "Everyone got at least one."

"Not me. I usually got everything bad, but I'm sadly missing that one."

Jack sighed. "Well, I need something to keep you at bay."

"Look, I wouldn't tell a soul if you just let me go. You don't need anything 'to keep me at bay' for me to shut up. It's not like I've anyone to tell anyway." Hiccup air-quoted.

"Oh yeah, and how will I know that you really won't spill my secret?"

Hiccup just stared at him with a disbelieving expression. Really? Fucking really? "Yeah, because everyone will believe the awkward, weird and outcast kid when he tells them that Jack Frost possesses magical abilities. No, they won't think that I've finally become crazy, not at all."

Jack Frost frowned at him. "You're not that much of an outcast or weird."

Hiccup arched his eyebrows in return. "Have you met me? I'm like the definition of outcast, awkward and weird."

A genuine smile began to tug at Jack's lips. "You're exaggerating."

"No, no. I assure you. Pick any dictionary and search for the words outcast, awkward or weird and you will see my face." He said as he pointed at his face.

Jack laughed out loud, which might have been a soothing sound for others who were his actual friends but it was nothing of the sort to Hiccup. Not in the current situation. The snow-haired boy shook his head.

"Nah, you're alright kid."

"That's not the major belief among the students." Hiccups murmured, suddenly becoming a bit bashful and awkward at the somewhat compliment. "And stop calling me a kid, I'm short not young."

"Really? Huh, who would have thought. Would have pegged you for a 14 year old."

Hiccup snorted, quite offended by the statement. "I'm sorry to say that I'm older than you, so if anyone is a kid here, then it's you." Not his snappiest comeback, but yeah, if the sudden new topic could distract the other boy from contemplating a decent punishment to him then he sure would take the chance.

"Really? Nah, that can't be right, you're sure that you didn't confuse your birth year with someone else's'?" Jack mocked, receiving a glare from Hiccup. "And how do you even know that you are older than me?"

"It's not like those huge birthday parties or events of yours at our school is a huge giveaway." Hiccup deadpanned.

Jack snapped his fingers as a gesture of recalling facts. "Oh yeah, obviously. Shame, here I almost thought I had got another male admirer."

Hiccup cheeks heated. "Don't flatter yourself. Not everyone adores you." He muttered, trying to cool down his cheeks by sheer will.

"Oh?" Jack leered at him, because he had noticed the faint shade of pink on the brunette's cheeks. "I beg to differ. Everyone loves me because everyone loves fun times. And since you haven't really been around me." Jack arched his shoulder along with a wide grin that Hiccup just wanted to smack away from his face. "That would kinda explain it. You don't know what it feels to have real fun."

Hiccup huffed. "Well, I'm not much for pranks and fun. Sorry. You can't convert this one."

"Is that a challenge, dragon boy?" Jack bent at the waist to get a clearer view of the brunette's face, clearly invading the shorter male's personal space; his eyes and smirk full of mischief.

Hiccup was befuddled when he felt summersaults in his stomach, it was a strange yet familiar feeling, but he couldn't put his finger on the emotion that flowed through his veins. Perhaps it was a warning that he shouldn't provoke the most popular boy in high school, mostly because he would probably become the next target of Jack's pranks for the rest of the year.

"Nah, it just means that you should leave me alone or you, sir, would play a very dangerous game."

"Oh yeah?" Jack challenged back.

"Oh yeah. There would be lots of bad consequences." Hiccup cursed at himself for the last part. He and his big mouth, because now Jack would definitely accept the challenge as he had never backed away from a dangerous activity, unless it was a boring perilous event. But then again, since when was danger ever boring?

Jack smiled widely as if he had just won the lottery and Hiccup was the highest price on the list, because somehow it felt like Hiccup had walked right into a trap that the white-haired male had planned from the very beginning. As if Jack had only played along and steered the brunette to get him into the corner of the trap.

Jack clicked with his tongue before he uttered a verbal response. "I guess there is just one way then." He said as he circled the teenager, occasionally jumping on some snow piles. "I can't deny a challenge as a gentleman. Also, a quite fitting solution to this problem overall, don't you think? As you'll see quite a lot of me in the future. It's more of a reward than a punishment really."

The brunette merely stared back in shock as he had never anticipated that the other male would take the challenge seriously. He started to panic, because this would ruin is low-profile plan during high school. In fact, he would gain so much attention that it was doomed to make him the center of negative attention. "You can't be serious. I just told you no one will ever believe me!" He sputtered.

"I'm deadly serious. Because even if students won't believe your story, then there is no telling if scientists will believe your story or not, and believe it or not, but I don't feel like becoming a lab rat." He had stopped in his tracks, using his most serious voice as he glowered into those beautiful Viridian eyes and plastered on an unreadable expression on his face.

Mind whirling, Hiccup merely stared back at the movements of the magical boy. "Can't you just take my word when I say that I will never utter a word once I've exited the park? It would be as if it had never happened."

Jack didn't answer; he just continued to stare into his eyes as if he was completely enthralled by those green hues. A gesture that made Hiccup feel awkward, really awkward after a few seconds, and that deep red hue across his cheeks didn't help the scenario.

"Jack? Um- As nice as this is, then I'm starting to feel a bit awkward in this position, or w-well, more awkward than usual, not that-" He was interrupted by a buzzing noise in Jack's pocket; it was the other teenager's phone. Jack narrowed his eyes on the brunette, as if he didn't know if he could afford to let him go from his focus, because he had the feeling that the short kid would try to run away. But he had no choice but to answer the call and he placed the phone against his ear as he walked away from the boy in order to get some privacy. Hiccup didn't know if he was supposed to run for his life when Jack finally turned his back on him. Perhaps he could hire some guards to protect him from the crazy lad. However, he didn't reckon guards would be able to fight against magical abilities. His only remaining option was to move to another city, somewhere far, far away where Jack could never find him. Yes. He began to move slowly backwards in order to execute his plan, but then Jack suddenly shut his phone with a loud click and spun around to aim his entire attention on Hiccup again, walking towards him until Jack was right in front of him.

"I've to go, but this isn't finished. I'll keep an eye on you and believe me when I say that I can keep an eye on you 24/7." He said seriously.

He opened his mouth to respond to the statement, but he found himself completely baffled and empty of answers, as if his brain had stopped functioning. In the end he could only nod at the other boy.

"Good, I'll see you at school." Jack touched the shorter man's shoulder, leaving a mark of frost before he walked away hastily. Hiccup guessed that the frost markings on his jacket were a clear reminder of what he was dealing with. Dread filled him as his brain was slowly adapting to reality, going through everything in detail. Oh double fuck. Oh fuckily fuck fuck. How on earth would he be able to explain this to his dad?

Hiccup groaned in frustration, kicking a pile of snow. His father would never believe his story and he would never be able to convince his father to suddenly move to another city. A person didn't just drop their job in order to move to another city when their kid told him so.

"Why me?!" He cursed to the gods while he looked at the clear cerulean sky. "Argh!" He ruffled his hair, making it look even more disheveled than before.