I'm sorry that my last chapter was such a fail. I don't know why it was. I have no talent. Why do you read my stories? You're insane... But I do want to thank all of those who are reviewing. I'm kinda, well, sad to say the least, right now. Just going through on of this phases when I feel like I'm a big loser and such. You guys make it go away though, so thanks :)

I Do Not Own How To Train Your Dragon Or Rise Of The Guardians

Instrumental

Chapter 3

April

The clock at the end of the hall ticked. Then it tocked. And then it ticked again.

Jack had no idea how he always managed to get there three minutes before the bell. Maybe his teacher knew. He wouldn't be surprised. It was like everyone in the small school knew about their lunch routine now. The girls were always giggling. The boys would either look away or smile at the knowingly.

Finally, the bell rang. Kids filed out of the classroom, none of them the one that Jack was looking for. Then, he saw messy auburn hair.

"Hey," Hiccup said, walking up beside Jack. Over the past month, this had become daily. Jack would wait outside Hiccup's classroom before lunch, then they'd walk together to the picnic bench their group had claimed.

Since Astrid had joined the band, and Hiccup had met Jack, the two groups of older and younger teens had merged. Instead of it just being Jack and his band mates, Hiccup, Wally and Scarlet ate lunch with them. On weekends, when they played at 'Yetis', they would gladly tag a long. Before, Jack would have to make a deal with Scarlet just to get her anywhere near Nick and Franny's nightclub. They were inseparable now.

Jack knew that there was a good reason for this. Hiccup made him feel something that he never had before. The beat of his heart was now irregular, constantly, because Hiccup was always on his mind. Hiccup and his toothy, lopsided grin that sent shivers down his spine. Jack always had trouble remembering his dreams. Now, he remembered his dreams every night. They were always about Hiccup. Most were cute, and romantic, while others, well... He was a teenage boy after all.

"Hey." Jack smiled at Hiccup, that one smile that made the smaller boy flush. He loved seeing the way his freckles stood out, some how, against the healthy red. "Are you buying lunch today?"

Hiccup shook his head. They left towards their lockers, stopping at Hiccup's first, and then at Jack's. They passed by Aster along the way. Jack ruffled his hair, only to have already turned the corner by the time Aster looked up.

By now, the grade eleven hallway was empty. As soon as they turned, they'd be in the second grade ten hallway, where their friends were crowded around Wally's locker, waiting for them. They never got the chance to though, a tall, dark haired and golden eyed boy around Jack's age walking up to them with a sinister smile.

Jack's body tensed, and he shifted so he was almost in front of Hiccup. His fists clenched and his eyes narrowed.

"Hello, Jack." The other boys said. His voice was silky and smooth. He saw Hiccup, which made his smile grow. "Now, who do we have hear? You're awfully cute..."

"I am not cute." Hiccup snapped. It surprised Jack he had called Hiccup cute on many occasions, and never once had he responded quite like that.

"Alright then." His eyes traveled over Hiccup's body slowly. "You are rather attractive though. Would you mind joining me for a night?"

"Fuck off, Pitch." Jack said. His voice didn't betray the pure anger he felt inside. Pitch would only use that to his advantage. "We don't want any of your bull shit."

"Oh Jack," Pitch rested an elbow on Jack's shoulder, only for the boy to shrug it off angrily. "You don't have to be so mean. I was only giving the boy options."

"I doubt Hiccup wants any of your options, Pitch."

"Fine, you can be that way. Enjoy dating a loser." Pitch started to turn and walk away, but was stopped by Hiccup's voice.

"What do you mean, 'dating a loser'? I'm not dating anyone."

Pitch's eyes gleamed evilly. "Are you and Jack not a couple? you spend all of your time together."

"What?" Hiccup's eyes grew wide and a blush attacked his face. "We are so not together! Scar would kill me!"

Yeah right, Jack wanted to say. Scar would freak out, call Wally, and then they'd fan girl. And he wanted to ask Hiccup why he seamed so disgusted by the idea of being with him. Now, that hurt. He kept quiet though, pretending the surprised expression on his face was all he could manage. Sometimes, being able to play dumb wasn't such a bad thing.

"So, you're single then?" Jack had a bad feeling about Pitch's words. His bad feelings were confirmed when Pitch approached Hiccup, resting his bony hands on the boy's slim waist. "I can change that..."

"Please don't touch me..." Hiccup pushed Pitch away politely.

It really took all of Jack's strength not to punch Pitch. He gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes. Was he jealous of Pitch? "Pitch, I suggest you get the fuck off of Hiccup, before I fucking paint the walls with your fugly face."

"Hmph, fine. But trust me, Hiccup , you will want me instead of Jack one of these days." With that Pitch turned on his heal and walked down the hall.

Jack and Hiccup looked at each other, not really sure what had just happened. The disgust on Hiccup's face was clearly evident. It looked like he just wanted to have a shower to wash off the feeling of Pitch's hands. He stepped closer to Jack, pressing his body close to the other boy in a hug.

"Who the Hell was that?" Hiccup shuddered. He looked around the hallway, scared that Pitch would appear again.

"An asshole from another band." Jack hugged Hiccup back, stroking his auburn hair. They had now wasted a good portion of their lunch break. The others would be wondering where they had gone off to. "There's a bit of history between us..."

"I don't like him." Hiccup stated. Jack laughed at his strait-forwardness.

"Yeah, I don't like him much either."

"Thanks for the ride, Jack." Hiccup said as he got into the other boy's car. It was after suppertime, the sun having started to lower in the sky.

Jack just smiled. He had no problem picking Hiccup up from his weekly library runs. If anything, he looked forward to it. "No problem. What'd you get this time?"

"A big book on a Norse myth, and a book about dragons. They were both written by some Viking named Hiccup." Hiccup handed the books over for Jack too see. The first was called 'The Myth of Jokul Frosti'. The other was called, 'The Book Of Dragons'.

"That's really cool Hic." Jack flipped through the books. "Jokul Frosti sounds familiar."

"Jack Frost, Jack." Hiccup said. "He's the origin of Jack Frost."

"Oh... That's cool." Jack gave Hiccup his books back, then backed out of the library parking lot. They drove in silence until Hiccup's stomach rumbled.

"Hungry?" Jack asked with a laugh. Hiccup answered with a nod. They were about to pass a Mc Donald's, but instead, Jack turned into the parking lot. "My treat." He said when Hiccup looked at him in confusion.

"Jack, it's fine. I'll eat when I get home." Hiccup tried, only to have Jack roll his eyes and get out of the car. "Wait! Jack..."

"I won't get to spend time with you if you eat at home." Jack said once Hiccup had managed to catch up with him. He opened the doors, letting the blushing boy enter ahead of him.

It was almost empty, only a family in the one corner, and another in the middle. The kids were winning about having to eat before going to the play place, while the adults rubbed their faces in an exhausted manor. Hiccup and Jack ordered, then found a seat hidden from sight.

"You should tell Astrid you're going to be late. She'll think I kidnapped you if you don't." Jack took a bite of his cheeseburger.

After he was done sending his sister a text, Hiccup started eating too. He popped a fry into his mouth, then took a sip of pop. "Jack," he said quietly, not meeting the boy's eyes. "You never told me why you and Pitch hate each other."

"Well," Jack rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "When we were in middle school, Pitch had a bit of a crush on me." Jack said. He blushed, lowering his head. "I didn't return the feelings. Since then, he's hated me and I've hated him. When we both started up our own bands, it got even worse."

"Oh," Hiccup took a moment to process. "That's gross."

For a second, Jack's chest seized in panic. "What do you mean, 'that's gross'? Like, a guy liking another guy?" He ha never been so scared to hear, 'yes' in his life.

"What? No..." It was Hiccup's turn to blush now. "I definitely don't think that's gross. It's gross that Pitch liked you."

Jack breathed a sigh of relief. "Tell me about it. I'm still pissed at him for a lot of things, but hitting on you and touching you..." Jack shook his head, trying to get rid of the negative feelings.

"Are you jealous?" When Jack crossed his arms, purposely looking away from Hiccup, the boy's features softened. He stood up, then went to sit beside Jack in his booth. Once he was as close to Jack as he possibly could be, he entwined their fingers together. "Thanks for caring." Jack looked up at Hiccup in surprise.

The look in Hiccup's eyes wasn't like anything he had ever seen before. It made Jack's stomach twist and turn in unknown heat. He'd known Hiccup for only a month, but Jack was positive about one thing. He was in love with Hiccup.

Sorry I took so long! I'm back in school now, so I have no free time for writing. I still don't know why you read this...

-TrueLoveIsReal