Chapter 1

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Rapunzel's POV:

"Rapunzel!" my mother yelled from downstairs. "Wake up! It's moving day... RAPUNZEL!"

Ugh, it was. I opened my eyes and up, looking around at all the boxes I had packed in the past couple of weeks. Today, we'll be moving them all in our new house, unpacking, and organizing. "This day's gonna be great," I muttered sarcastically.

I hopped in the shower, then got ready. I wore my hair natural, as always. I should wear makeup like 99.9% of the girls do at school, but that's just too much work for something that I don't think I really need.

I feel so much better now. I saunter down the stairs, with the boy of my dreams crossing my mind. Eugene.

Eugene Fitzherbert; my boyfriend. I know, what a name, but he's as perfect as perfect can possibly be and I just can't ever get him off my mind.

I'm really hungry, so breakfast it is. Out of the few things left in our pantry, there's a couple protein bars, so I take one. I scarf it down with some orange juice and head back upstairs to move boxes into the moving truck out front.

Hiccup's POV:

"Aaagggggghhhhhhh..." I yawn. I check over my shoulder at the alarm clocks, and it reads 10:33. Hm, that's early for me. I looked down at the end of my bed to see Toothless, my cat, staring up at my, thoughtfully with his big green eyes. "Morning, Buddy," I say. He purrs in response.

I get out of bed, pull on my clothes and trudge downstairs. Mmmmm, do I smell pancakes?

"Well, good morning, Mister," Mom says jokingly, as I walk in the kitchen. "I made breakfast!"

"Morning, Mom. Thanks," I say sleepily, grabbing some bacon and a stack of pancakes. Now this is why I love summer. This, and no school. But, it'd be starting in a couple of weeks. I'd better enjoy the last days of relaxing and no homework.

"I hear we're getting new neighbors," says Dad, as he comes in to the kitchen.

"Oh, " I blurt out.

"Well, we'll just just have to introduce ourselves, then," Mom says.

I look out the window above the sink to see a car and a moving truck pull up to the vacant house next door. A blond teenager steps out of the car, a smile on her face. My jaw drops. It's Rapunzel... the girl I've liked for the past two years...

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