I Ran Away (A HTTYD Modern AU)

Chapter 1

(Hiccup's POV)

You say I'm too fat, you say I'm too skinny.

You say I'm not cool, you say I'm not pretty.

Then you spread it all around, post it online for the whole world to see.

I groan and open my eyes to see my phone going off with my favorite song playing. It was a remix of Hey Bully by Morgan Frazier. You may not see the remix of it yet but you will soon if I ever allow myself to let it get that far. Smiling, I lean over and press the digital snooze button on my alarm. Rubbing the sleepiness out of my eyes, I get up from my bed and walk over to my walk-in closet. Now I know what you all are thinking, my father is rich because he is the chief of Berk but he doesn't pay much attention to me. So I use my mother's old room, that she used to use when she was pregnant with me, and always love waking up to seeing her portrait that she had when she married my father.

Opening my doors, I quickly grab a bright green shirt, a brown fur shawl, that goes to my elbows, a dark brown skirt, that reached my knees, my brown leggings, and my black leather knee high boots. I head over to the bathroom, that borders my room, and splash my face with cold water. Now fully awake, I change out of my pjs and change into my outfit before braiding my hair down my back and tie it up tightly at the end. Checking my phone for the time, I put on a bit of bright green eye shadow, to bring out the greenness in my eyes, and apply just a dab of lip gloss.  *Hey, before you guys ask, yes I did brush my teeth before applying the lip gloss. Cut me some slack here! I may be 15 but I know how to take care of myself and my make-up in my house is limited here people!*

Anyway, taking a short lock of my auburn hair, I twirl it around my finger for a while before letting it flow in a loose curl over my face. I really don't know why I even bother trying to get ready for school with a bit of make-up and prettiness. I'm just going to get bullied anyway, so what's the point? I just sigh and remember that I still have a small fraction of hope that today would be different like every other day but it's starting to disappear. But at least I have something to look forward to after school. You see, the reason I got to pay for my make-up and phone is that I have had a part-time job after school since I was little, well littler. It was a job at the radio station we have here on Berk. The owner of that place is an old friend of my dad's. His name is Gobber and he immediately took notice of how I can quickly make remix's on some of today's hottest hits in a snap. With that in mind, he gave me a job as the musician of that station.

It is actually a simple job, I get to organize the music by alphabetical order, I get to choose the songs for tonight's playlist, and I get to remix them to my own accord. *Plus there are no bullies around at all.* Gobber knows that I want to become a music producer and remix some of my own songs that I wrote myself but he worries about what my father will think. He didn't exactly approve of Gobber having a job as the owner of the radio station but he quieted down after hearing how much the people of Berk loved it. Lately, people have been asking Gobber who runs the music and remix's the songs to an amazing version but Gobber always responds saying that I wish for my identity to remain a secret. If people ever find out that I work at the radio station, it will be the end of that station. Gobber seriously understands why I go under the name NightFly because he is the only one that has been there for me.

Well, back to reality, I grab my backpack and put all my homework, from yesterday's assignment not due for another two weeks, into my bag and hoist it onto my shoulder before heading out my room and grabbing an apple to eat for breakfast. I learned earlier on, that the only person I could rely on, was myself and every morning, I always make sure to get up extra early to head over to Bucket and Mulch's diner to have some early breakfast before making my way over to school to get bullied. Arriving at the diner, I walk over to my special place and see that my food, that I always order and love, has already been placed at the table, steaming hot and ready. "Thanks Bucket," I say softly as I begin to eat.

Bucket may be dumb, but he knows what I am going through and helps me out by giving my order to me earlier than anyone else. Plus he even cooks it to perfection before he forgets it on the stove. Whenever I arrive, he always places my food on the table and I always leave a $20 tip as a way to both pay for the meal and tip the chef for his generous ways. Halfway through, I felt my phone vibrate from my backpack. So I pick it up and read the message. It was quick, and from Gobber, saying that if it was okay with me, I could do an all nighter of remix's on the newest CD's he just ordered. I sent back a short reply saying that it's fine with me and I can't wait till school's over to have fun.

Done with that, I finish off my meal and quickly take out my, hard earned, money, (Well parts of it, because I don't want to get robbed of it all) and place out the usual $20 tip before leaving the restaurant. I make my way over to the school and check my phone once more to check the time to see how much time I have to do a little bit of remixing on my computer, that I always bring with me whenever I am on break. Satisfied that I have at least 20 minutes before school starts, I head over to my secret place in the back of the library and pull out my laptop before turning it on and taking out my headphones and plugging them in. Immediately, after my laptop was fully running, I begin to remix one of my latest songs, that I downloaded to my computer, when I heard someone enter the room.

I pay no attention to this person because I know that it will lead to trouble which would lead me to being more bullied and abused than I already am. Focusing on the task at hand, I begin to perfect my remix of Break Free by Ariana Grande when I felt someone tap my shoulder. Turning off the noise on my computer, and putting a halt on my remix's, I take off my headphones and look up to see Anton standing over me. "What do you want Anton?" I ask boredly.

"Hiccup, you should know that school is going to start soon," Anton said smugly.

"Oh yeah, my computer says otherwise. So go bully someone else and keep out it out of this place. This is a library after all," I sass back at him before putting my headphones back on and begin to listen to the remixed version of Break Free.

Feeling footsteps walk away from me, I close my eyes happily and just enjoy the moment I have listening to my remix's. Then my computer went off with it's 5 minute early reminder to tell me that school starts in 5 minutes and I don't want to be late to class. I quickly save my remix to my flash drive, hidden in my computer, and shut down my computer before placing it back in my backpack and sling it over my shoulder before heading out to the hallways of school. I run down the hallway before stopping at my locker and, opening it, I stuff all of my things into it before grabbing the essentials I would need for my first class. All the teachers hate me but they do love the fact that I am a nerd and get my stuff done early before everyone else. They don't favor me at all but they do expect a lot from me.

Closing my decorative, on the inside to show my personality, locker, I head over to my first class of doing math and sit down at the very back. But before I do, I get out my homework and gently place it on my teacher's desk before heading in the back. If I draw attention to myself, the bullying, and abusing, will only get worse. Good thing the room is always empty whenever I arrive to turn in my homework before walking over to my special seat in the back. Once I sit down, I take out my headphones, plug them into my phone, and begin to listen to my favorite music, that I woke up to earlier, while daydreaming what my life would've been like if I told my father about my powers.

You see, everyone on Berk has powers but the chief is always the one with the strongest of them all. But everyone just assumed, that since I was born a runt, that I would never get my powers in at all. On the contrary, I got them when I was only 7 years old but I never told anyone about them. They were rare and only the best of the best earn them. My powers are connected of anything with telekinesis. Mind control and moving objects with my mind. Usually whenever I am mad, my powers form a circle of protection around myself and electrocute anyone who would try to come near me. That only happened when I unleashed my anger in the woods that I usually go to get some alone time away from everyone. I sigh and place my chin in my right hand, while leaning my right elbow on my desk, looking at the clock and waiting for the torture to begin.

Hey guys, listen if you all are confused about those* marks well that would be Hiccup talking to you guys in her mind at you. Remember she has telekinesis and can do whatever she wants, so be careful with what you think whenever you are on this book. Nah, I'm just kidding but she is going to be talking to y'all through her mind. So don't judge me please. Vote, Comment, and Follow! Shayelee8 out! Peace!