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"Nice too meet you too." the boy replied, awkwardly trying to situate the book in his arms, the heavy texts close to falling. "I’m.. from the states. I moved here when I was young. But I’m from Sweden." He replied. Just when he was about to lose his grip on the books Jack reached out and Fix the books in his arm which really was a help to him. "Oh uh yeah, thanks." He thanked him giving a small smile. Least Jack was nice to him. It really was weird meeting like this though. Most people didn’t want to even bother with him. "Some people call me Henry." He added. "But Yeah, Hiccup would be fine." He replied. He awkwardly shifted his weight on his feet And hesitated before relaxing against the locker like Jack.
Jack smiled and leaned his head back thinking. “Sweden, huh?” he seemed to ask then smiled a bit at the thought “I think that’s pretty cool” he explained then looked at Hiccup with a set of pearly whites showing with his smile “My step father North is from Russia” he said with a chuckle “It’s really cold out there but I like it,” Jack then looked at the clock and back to Hiccup “Maybe one day, you can visit Sweden” Jack stated. He then snickered and tossed his books in his bag then swung it over his shoulder “Next class starts soon,” He began walking then waved at Henrick with a laugh “I’ll see you after okay?” He seemed to cheer that out then skip off to his next class.
Period 3 Lunch Time
Jack sat in the lunch room, eating the school’s turkey sandwich as he read something from his text book. Working on some homework early, clearly. He was one who enjoyed getting things done and out of the way before they become a hassle or pile up onto him. That would be such a pain, School, track, homework, sleep, repeat. Jack tried to minimize his work to the best of his abilities.
School was hell. Then again every teen that was in school knew this. Especially Jackson Frost. Also known as Jack. He had a condition called Albinism, where he had white hair, pale skin, and vibrant blue eyes. Thats what made him unique out here. Otherwise, he was a…
Henrick haddock was a quiet kid in school, the small brunet with the lanky skinny frame who looked like he would fall apart in the fall breeze if it wasn’t for the oversized sweaters he wore. He didn’t speak out much, sometimes because he had nothing to say, sometimes because he felt too shy to speak and sometimes it was because he was too nervous that someone would make fun of his accent. In any case he didn’t speak much, kept to himself and the few friends he had, and got his work done.
He tried to keep himself unnoticed and small inthe. Halls so when a kid pulled him into a one arm hug it surprised him enought to fumble with his books, and when the kid had said he was his boyfriend he had to tighten his grip on them so he wouldn’t drop the pile altogether.
"Ah.. It’s okay." He mumbled out pushing his glasses up. "I’m Henrick. " he replied a bit louder.
"Nah. I shouldn’t have just dragged you into this kiddo" Jack stated, clearly older by maybe a year to Henrick. Jack was slightly taller as well. "It’s nice to meet you though," the white haired teen said "I like your name. Its different" he said softly then leaned on the locker and smiled a bit "I’ve never heard it before. Where are you from?" Clearly Jack was interested in the foreign boy. He was calm and quiet and someone who could help the elder teen in a way. He didnt want to use the biy, maybe they could actually be very good friends. It was something Jack didnt havr much of but still, he was trying. He was a little more open than many thought.
"Here. Lemme help ya" he said reaching over and grabbing the books. Fixing them in his arms then handing them back, neatly stacked and nicely in the others arms. "Now they shouldn’t fall on you" he said then chuckled and went to coo the others name. Henrick. "H-henr…henrick… can I call you Hiccup?" He asked curiously, unsure if the younger would take offense to having a odd nickname. "It seems to fit you" Jack tried to explain and soon smiled a bit to Henrick and crossed his arms.
School was hell. Then again every teen that was in school knew this. Especially Jackson Frost. Also known as Jack. He had a condition called Albinism, where he had white hair, pale skin, and vibrant blue eyes. Thats what made him unique out here. Otherwise, he was a typical guy in school. No care in the world other than one. A Girl who wouldnt ever leave the poor guy alone. Jack and the girl known as Pippa, knew one another for years now, but issue was, He didnt like her like a girlfriend/ She was just a friend in his eyes but she still tried to push it. This alone made School a struggle.
Jack was also a jock in the school, a wonderful track runner. Why Track? He just liked it. Fast pace, upbeat, and it kept him fit. He loved to run and not stop, always being the top of his game and trying to do the same with his grades. That was a struggle for him as well. He was smart but wasnt able to even pass a test without struggling or asking for extra time, depending on the class.
Today was another typical day, Pippa following Jack with a wide smile, asking him questions and pestering to meet his mother and sister. Jack was trying so hard at this point to ignore her.
"Come on Jack," Pippa said "I dont see the issue in me meeting them!"
"You dont need to meet them, you already know my mother and Mary" He stated as he opened his locker, pulling out his text book for math, putting his world history book in the locker in its place "We grew up together remember?" He asked
"Yeah, well" she paused and gave a thoughtful look then smiled "I dont remember them"
Jack rolled his orbs and shook his head as he went to grab something else “Whatever”
"Come on babe!" She grabbed onto him and Jack looked to her with a slightly panicked look
"Uhh dont do that!" he said then looked around. "He’ll get Jealous" Jack whispered.
Pippa held a shocked look and watched Jack confused. The teen was coming up with a plan and this was not leading well for anyone at the moment. She went to speak and Jack grabbed the small brunette walking down the wall. Glasses, holding his books close, keeping quiet until he was pulled “Pippa, This is my Boyfriend Hiccup!” he said coming up with the nickname on the spot.
Clearly she was shocked. She didnt expect Jack, of all people, to be into men. Jack watched her soon rush off and he sighed. Looking to the boy with a bite of his lips “er… sorry man, i needed her to stop bugging me…” he said “I’m Jack” He stated then closed his locker.