All You Need Is Love (HiccupxReader) [TEMPORARY HIATUS]

English

--My POV--

"Jack don't sleep. Mr. Dillon will throw you out of the class if he sees you sleeping" I shook Jack to prevent him from sleeping. "Jackson Overland, could you stand up" Mr. Dillon looked up from his textbook at Jack. Jack stood up at an instant with wide eyes, "Yes, sir?"
"What does the poet mean by 'Miles to go before I sleep, miles to go before I sleep'? Why does he say it two times?" (thats exactly what my teacher asked when we were reading the poem "Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening" by Robert Frost) Mr. Dillon placed his book upside-down on the teacher's table and crossed his arms, waiting for Jack's answer. "For emphasis?" Jack said, more like guessed/asked. "Correct but next time I don't want you and Varsha (yeah that's my lame name) talking to each other. Now sit down." "Yes, sir" Jack said before pulling his chair and sitting down again. "What is wrong with you?!" I whisper/shouted and lightly slapped his shoulders. "What? I din't get into trouble now did I?" Jack smirked. "You din't but you could, dummy." "Stop it and concentrate on the poem." I glared at him but then started reading.

The bell rang and I let out a breathe that I had been holding while waiting for the last 20 seconds for the bell to ring. "Okay students I want you to bring your 'Romeo and Juliet' textbook tomorrow" Mr. Dillon said while gathering his things. "Phew!" I heard Hiccup sign and rest his head on (y/n)'s shoulder who was now laughing with Merida and Hans. "That was a full-on torture!" Flynn said as he got up from his seat and grabbed his bag. "Yeah" commented Jack. "Hey its not that bad. You guys just don't like to study that's all" I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest. "That's because you write so many poems and stories and songs and stuff" Hans commented. "Yeah. That too good ones" Merida said while nodding. "VJ, you write songs and stories?" (y/n) asked while frowning a bit. "Yeah I do when I am free and have nothing better to do." "Cool" she said. "Really?" I asked when someone appreciated my writing skills. "Yeah it sounds really good that someone's good in writing other than these goofs" she looked at all the boys. All of us except the boys, laughed as we went to the lockers.

'This is gonna be a great friendship' I smiled to myself as I put my books in my lockers.