Trouble (Hijack)

Part 5

Hiccup drove for almost two hours and finally made it. He was exhausted from having to get up early for the drive, but he knew that the sooner the better. He parked his car and met the usual guard at the gate. The guard, whose name was Phil, smiled at him and opened the gate to let him inside, "How's school going Hiccup?" he asked.

Hiccup smiled, "Pretty good, nothing new to report, unfortunately."

Phil chuckled, "Figures. You teens are always busy with your video games anyways."

Hiccup nodded and walked in.

"There's coffee in the waiting room this time," Phil called to him as the gate closed.

Hiccup waved and walked in.

It was slightly intimidating; all the chain-link fences, the barbed wire at the top, the guard tower, all surrounded by dead grass and dirt; Yep, usual prison atmosphere.

He walked up to the door where another guard was waiting by the desk inside. Hiccup knocked on the glass and the guard smiled, recognizing him. He pressed a button that made a buzzing sound and let Hiccup in.

"How's it going Hiccup?" the guard said as he gave Hiccup the usual visitors ID tag. Because he came so frequently, he got his own ID tag that never really needed to be thrown out.

"Pretty good, when's the meeting?" Hiccup asked, finding a seat as he pinned the tag to his brown jacket. His navy blue t-shirt was pretty grungy but after so long of coming here, he decided grunge wouldn't make a difference. He scratched the hole on the knee of his jeans and sat down.

"About ten minutes. You wanna read a magazine or something?" The guard asked, "We finally got new ones in if you can believe it."

Hiccup chuckled and shook his head, "Just wake me up when it's time." He laughed.

The guard smiled and went back to work.

Hiccup closed his eyes and ignored the ticking clock on the white cement walls. He tried thinking of hanging out with Jack today. He'd call him when he got back to hang out. He'd only met Jack a couple days ago but he couldn't stop thinking about how awesome he was. He was easy to talk to and they had so much in common while their differences were funny quirks about the other that he felt the need to just experience. He smiled thinking about what they'd do today when the guard interrupted his thoughts.

"Okay, Hiccup, the meeting's down the hall, you know where."

Hiccup opened his eyes and nodded, getting up. Might as well get this over with; the sooner the better.

He took a deep breath and walked down the grey hallway past some doors to the meeting room where chairs were already set up with meeting facilitators walking around and getting the resource table finished. Hiccup found a seat and sat down.

After a few minutes, more visitors came in. Hiccup was actually surprised to see a few new faces this time. He was one among a few who came regularly while others showed up once in a blue moon.

They all seemed quiet and fidgety. He never talked to them really. He was probably the youngest there anyways so it didn't matter. They were only here for their family members and didn't really feel the need to get to know one another. Truth was, they were all embarrassed for similar reasons and talking about devastating and personal things during group was plenty for Hiccup to know not to bother the others.

He sighed and heard the buzzing sound again, signalling the guards that were escorting the prisoners to the room. Hiccup stared straight ahead until a familiar voice greeted him from behind.

"Hello, son."

He pasted a smile on his face and turned around, "Hi Dad."

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