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~Mona ^_^

There are two types of secrets: the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.

Deep inside everyone has secrets. Secret dreams, secret wishes, secret loves and dislikes. Or even the secret about that one time when you stole that pack of Pokémon cards from the corner store or the fact that you had a crush on that cute guy in your science class. Everyone has those secrets. Those are the things that keep your life interesting. Knowing little things about yourself that you know no one will ever find out. All secrets are, are silly little facts about a person… until they're not. Then there are the other ones. The ones you'd rather no one knew. The ones that you keep buried deep inside you, far behind closed doors until the day you die. Everyone has those too. Though sadly in the town of Berk, even those are never kept hidden for very long.

Berk was like one of the towns that you saw in those cheesy movies based in the fifties where everyone looked the same and acted the same and were some how un-naturally happy all the time. It was the kind of town that you grew up in and were babysat by the old lady at the end of your road instead of going to primary school. Then you would go to a grade school where everyone knew your mom, dad, aunt, uncle and grandparents. All the kids would go to the same secondary school. The same as their parents, the one their grandparents built when they moved here. After graduating high school you would work there at the local grocery store or the gas station. Then get married to your neighbour, the girl you grew up with your whole life. Then of course you would have kids you they could co through the same cycle as you did.

You would be born then go to school then work get married and have kids all before eventually dying there. You die in the same town that you were born in, the same town you spend your whole life in. You die in the same town without ever leaving or even thinking about exploring the world around you. You die before even seeing the world outside of your tiny town. Without even acknowledging that there was actually more to life that learning and marrying and working then dying.

Unfortunately I live in Berk. And I have many secrets. My whole life is made of secrets. Well it would have been if I didn't live in Berk. Everyone knows about my mom and my leg and the accident. There was no hiding it, the news spread and it seemed as everyone knew about everything before I did. I remember waking up in the hospital the day after. With ten people surrounding my bed, murmuring and sobbing and somberly giving me apologies that didn't meet their eyes. I didn't even know what was going on until I reached down the scratch the foot on the leg that was no longer there. That's when my father walked in and told me the news about my mother. It was like was one of those moments when your brain refuses to make sense of anything and just leaves you to look around dumbly because it was just so horrible. It took quite a bit of time for everything to sink in and after that I just remember crying a whole lot and then shut myself off from the world. From that day on I kept my head down, I never spoke in class, I never spoke to anyone other than my dog Toothless and everywhere I went eyes were on me. Watching me pitifully like I was some helpless mentally ill child that wandered around, damaged from my past and detached from society. But maybe I was. That was the year when I decided that I would one day leave the moment I finished school. I had this perfect image in my head of the day after my graduation. I could see myself walking out of my house with my dad yelling after me and everyone's eyes following me as I walked to the one bus stop at the end of town that came every hour but never picked up anyone or let anyone off. I would hop up onto that bus and never look back. I had the perfect image of me leaving and finally finding a place where nobody knew about my secrets. And yet six years later here I am. Nineteen years old and here I am, still in the same stupid town.

The cold wind clawed at my face and slipped down into my jacked, even with the protection of my knit scarf and worn out gloves, blocking most openings. Although it was only autumn, this was autumn in Berk. All seasons in Berk were the same, cold, wet and miserable. Not that I'd know any different. The thought of hot sunny days and beaches sounds like a fantastic fairytale to me. Images of hot Californian weather floated through my brain, giving me slight warmth. I rounded the last corner my destination appeared at the end or the road. Haddock family repair shop. It was the only car repair shop in this entire town and I, Hiccup Haddock have been working there since I as long as could remember.

It honestly wasn't the worst place that I could have been forced to work at and when I was little I actually had dreams of taking it over one day. That was before I realized how different I was from everyone else. Now it's just more of a stress reliever. Especially when that time of the year comes around. When everyone sends flowers and apologies and try to get me to talk about everything that happened that night as if there still wasn't a hole in my heart filled with guilt and pain. Those are the days that the shop was a blessing.

I can go in as early as I want and stay as long as I want. You'd be surprised how spending a few hours under the belly of an old Toyota can calm a person down. Today is one of those days. I tried to ignore the pity phone calls and sympathy gifts but I just couldn't handle it anymore. Why couldn't everyone just mind their own business.

"Hey!" Astrid greeted as I burst in the front door. I gave a tight smile before pocketing my gloves, pulling off my jacket along with my scarf and hanging it on the coat rack then leaning on the front desk where Astrid sat behind the computer brushing away her long bangs that were starting to grow over her eyes.

"Long day?" she questioned. I gave a huff and slouched farther over the desk. "You don't even know. I got three different kinds of casseroles just this morning!" I exclaimed. "Can't people jut give me a break, I already feel guilty as it is"

"Hiccup" She sighed, "You knew that wasn't your fault". I looked up at the through the fringe with a straight face and whispered, "I see the way they look at me, they think I'm some mentally unstable idiot. Just like they thought my mom was." Astrid opened her mouth to argue but I kept on talking. "No one wants to get in my way or hurt me because they think I'm crazy. I know, I can hear them talking Astrid. Even dad, I even heard dad talking about it with Gobber, he said I was just like her-"

"Hiccup! Hiccup, stop" she spoke sternly "Your mom was amazing and you should be happy that people think you're like her. It wasn't her fault that she wasn't like everyone in the town and it's not your fault either. Nothing is your fault. You have six months before you get your acceptance letter from Burgess U then you'll be out for here and you'll be free from all these closed minded think skulled-" Astrid stopped when she saw me roll my eyes.

"Listen to me hic, you are insanely talented. I'm jealous that you have so much going for you. These people just aren't used to someone with so much passion. One day you're going to build some huge robot that's gonna kick all their asses. So don't let them get to you…Now get to work before you get in trouble" She finished, pushing my elbows off the edge of the desk. I gave her a genuine smile before turning to go through the garage door.

She was right. I know she's right. It wasn't my fault the accident happened. Everything happened in a whirlwind and mom was just standing in the wrong place at the wrong time. But then of course, if I didn't have to be an idiot in the first place, none of that would have happened.

Astrid was my neighbour had always been my one and only best friend. Well not always, we used to hate each other but then as we grew up we ended up getting closer before finally we started dating. That didn't end up working out so we just went back to being friends. And that's so much better. She's always there for me and is always on my side. Even when the world is against me. I'm pretty sure people believe that one day we're going to get married and that might have actually been my fate if it wasn't for the fact that I was leaving for burgess at the end of this year. No questions asked, I was going to leave.

As I approached my station there was somebody else waiting for me. He was tall, only a little shorter than me and I'm over six foot. He was just sitting there on the roof or the car I was currently working on, one hand in his pocket and the other running through his bleached hair. Honestly what kind of guy actually bleaches their hair? I walked closed and he looked over in my direction. God, he looked like he just stepped out of an Abercrombie catalog with his chiseled jaw and those blue eyes. Like, were those even real. Doubt it.

"Uh hey" he said with a lazy wave, "I'm jack, the new trainee…"

I stood there for a moment in confusion until my memory cleared. My dad had told me almost two weeks ago that a new guy was moving in and planning to work for us. With all the craziness of the college applications I had totally forgotten. "Oh! Uh, h-hi. I'm hiccup" I stuttered. Did I mention I was also incredibly social challenged? That really took a toll on me in my early adolescent years. Before I figured out that I rather enjoyed being alone.

"Ya, okay so are we gonna get started any time soon? I mean I've been waiting here for like ten minutes already" Jack said in the same lazy fashion as he moved. Like he really didn't care either way.

"Oh ya! Ya sorry, I was just talking to my- uh never mind, let's just get started"

Did I also mention that I've never actually had to meet anyone new? Everyone I know, I've grown up with my whole life.

I turned to the car that jack was still sitting on. "Well this is my project. Or ou-our project I guess" I started stupidly, extending my hands as if I was showing off one of the prizes in deal or no deal. "Okay so umm- we have to fix this motor because well, it's broken…" I explained with the same amount of stupidness as before.

"Thanks for pointing that out captain obvious, why are you do nervous, talk properly for gods sake" He scolded. I was a little taken aback. I don't know where he's from but up here in Berk we save the rudness for when the person turned around. Even in my slight outrage I could still feel my face burn red. "S-sorry, I-I'm not-" I started before taking a determined breath and trying again. "Sorry, I'm just not that good at talking to knew people. That's not normally something you have to do when you live in Berk"

"Well I can see that" Jack said with an obvious tone before getting off my car to stand beside me and face it as well. "Well let's get this party started" he said a little excitedly, clapping his hands together once and looking over at me

I couldn't help but just look at him for a moment. He was so different. With his hair and his clothes and his attitude. Why on earth would someone like him… move here?