Berkian Highshool

Chapter 2

Yep, nothing changed at all. Berk is still the same, except for a new Starbucks that's near the mayor's building. 

I got a text from my father that said he'll be running late and won't come be back until later. And to be near his building for Gobber to pick me up, which wasn't to far from the airport.

Berk wasn't a small nor a big town. People who passes by could say it was about average. Berk was in northern California, the part where a lot of snow is common to have. 

In the summer and sometimes spring the hills and the trees around Berk were usually nice and green. But right now is fall, so right now the hills and the trees are a bit dry. The colors of the leaves are red, orange, and auburn. And hills are also golden brown, sort of like the color of wheat. Not as green, but still as  nice for fall.

Hazel took a deep breathe of the nice, chilled air around her. Luckily the air wasn't to cold or freezing like usually.

Its nice to be back in Berk again. It's an old town but it still catches with the modern times.

You have the the your regular super markets like Target and Walmart. Fast foods restaurants for example McDonald's and Panda's Express (I wonder if my dad and Gobber gained any more weight while I was gone). Movie theaters, the mall, basically Berk has anything you could think of and it would have it, maybe in a smaller version of it but still we'll be sure to have it. 

And Berk doesn't really have a lot of big and tall buildings, but I'm not saying they don't have any at all. Just a few.

Hazel stopped walking and looked around her surroundings. She was right in front of the of the her father's building, now all she has to do is to wait for Gobber to come and pick her up.

While she waiting she leaned herself against the building and looked at people as they walked by. She saw an middle age woman with a smile on her face holding hands with two young children coming out of McDonald's. Hazel also saw two guys about her age riding skateboards. Hazel then looked over at her right and saw a lovely old couple walking together and holding hands.

Seeing that made Hazel smile thinking how cute that is. She turned her head around and. . .

"Hello!"

"Ah!" Hazel screamed and fell down on her butt. 

"Ah, sorry Hazel I didn't mean to scare ya." A  Scottish voice said to Hazel helping her up, she clearly recognize the voice.

"Well don't sneak up like that on me, Unlce Gobber." Once Hazel got up she looked at Gobber to see if he changed after 3 years. She sometimes calls him uncle because Gobber was really close family friend of her and her father.

Let's see, he doesn't seem to lost any weight, probably gain some though. He still has his long blonde mustache that's braided, his baseball hat, and he's still missing a left hand and a right leg.

Oh right, Gobber was in the Navy before he retired, I almost forgot.

"Nice to see your still the same, Gobber." Hazel said, giving him a hug. he hugged her back.

"Can't say same thing to you." Gobber said wiping a fake tear out of his eye. "Your growing up so fast."

Hazel rolled her eyes, "Gobber, it's called puberty."

Gobber laughed, "Always you with your sass." Hazel shrugged and smile in response.

"C'mon let's go drive you home lass." Gobber said before he walked away to his old pick-up truck.

Home. Hazel thought.

Hazel followed Gobber to his truck. His truck was big, when she was little Gobber and her father had to help her up into the truck because she was small. But this time was different. She stopped once she gotten to the truck's door.

Gobber looked at her to see why she stopped but then he remember why. "Oops, sorry lass. I almost forgot about your. . . um, problem."  Gobber walked over to Hazel and gave her a boost into his truck and put her luggage at the back of the truck.

Gobber went to the other side of his truck and got in himself. Once he got got in he started the truck on and drove off.

After a while of silence Gobber spoke up, "So are you nervous about your operation next year?"

"Really Gobber? Out of all the things you could have brought up it had to be that?" Hazel snapped at him.

"I'll take that as a yes." Hazel frowned at him and looked away.

"Hazel you know you can't move the operation again, the doctor said you need the operation before it's too late."

Hazel sighed and looked down at her feet and hugged herself. "It's just. . ." Hazel took a deep breathe and spoke again, "It's just the operation could be a big risk for my left leg."

Gobber kept his eyes on the rode. "Maybe, but like I said you need the operation, if you don't do it your leg well just get worse as time passes. And your father paid for the best surgeons in the states for your operation, so its a less of a big risk for your leg."

Hazel took in one last shaky breathe and nodded, knowing that its for the best. 

Gobber stop the truck and got off and helped Hazel out of the truck and also her luggage as well.

Hazel looked up and saw her old house. It was a white 3 story house with a balcony at the top. The lawn was nice and short. Nothing much as changed about her house. 

So far nothing or anyone I know has changed.