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Nik

Day 3 in my cell. I had so far only seen two souls since my last outing to the outside world, yesterday. I doubt I was ever being left alone outside this room again after 'punching' up Arkin, which apparently was because I was angry that Arkin had dobbed on me, making me more guilty. I didn't even lay a finger on him. But I didn't care. He was hurting Red, so he deserved it. I don't know what that meant for Red, but I didn't care. I was officially dead to the world.

''l like saying that. But I guess it's true. As far as anyone can tell, I'm pretty much a dead corpse locked away in a teenager's bedroom.''

I think mum's getting more scared about my changing behaviour, now regarding anything different in me as 'bad'. (It's called growing up mum.) I've been banned from meeting any of my friends, even Cora, indefinitely. I also don't have a changed curfew as I'm not allowed to leave my room without permission, ever, indefinitely.

"Why do you have to leave your room all of a sudden?" my mum had shouted, ignoring anything reasonable I tried to say. "School starts in less than a month, so you can stay home studying for next grade. And don't give me all this bullshit that you're already the best in your class. Trista's joining and Berk standards is not something you should be comparing to. You should be up to the London standards, at least!"

'Why,' I thought to myself. What difference would it make?

I know my mum had a point, but I think it was just an excuse to keep me locked up like, I dunno Rapunzel, just waiting for my saviour or something. No, that didn't make sense.

''Who'd be my Eugene? Red? Nah... I don't have long enough hair. Or a frying pan.''

I was getting delusional. I was bored.

The two souls I saw this morning was my brother and my dad. Mum had decided to avoid me as much as often, leaving for work as early as possible. My brother Jay had come in to keep me company but my dad had to drag him out. Apparently, I was banned from family contact as well, except for meals and the likes.

I've had a 'talk' with mum about ever being able to leave the room. Well, let's just say it wasn't just a 'talk'. With me losing terribly, mum only decided that there was one person who was responsible, mature and intelligent enough to look after me. Majapi.

Of all people, Majapi became my babysitter. My mum was obviously oblivious to what had happened between Majapi and me in the past few weeks. With our talk before Riley's party, I'm pretty sure we're good. What good exactly means, I don't know.

''So I guess Majapi's my Eugene. Yay! Insert sarcasm.''

I lazily swiped my laptop, while thinking of something to do. I had the urge to log into my email, but I knew it was pointless.

Day 1 of my exile began with Mr Spark, Majapi's dad coming in to install some blocks on my laptop. I'd just won an argument that I'd need my laptop to do my study work, but I wasn't getting away that easily. I'd love to say that Mr Spark was a Sparky, but he wasn't an electrical engineer. He just was a computer whizz dad, who kept up with the modern tech age. Unlike mum. With my phone already confiscated, Mr Spark, Jorge, blocked all major social media sites like Twitter, Instagram and Emails on my laptop, even Facebook! Who our age even uses Facebook. Well, I would if it meant contacting my friends. But, Jorge had always liked me, so kept Youtube unblocked. My mind rapidly thought up a series of ideas, beginning with revisiting my Youtube account, but Jorge but in.

"Oh, I also blocked all Transmitting Data. You know, her majesty's orders!" Jorge chuckled and left. My hopes again deflated. Without the ability to transmit data, there was no point in trying to communicate. I couldn't send anything, even accidentally, from my laptop. I was blocked away from the world.

Well, you know what happened on Day 2. I was allowed to go to out for two hours. I get a book from the library, because I had nothing interesting at home, and then I went into the hall. I cause a scene, I go home, I'm caught, I'm locked up, throwing away the keys. Day 3. Pain. Suffering. Boredom.

Music. Who knew I loved music so much!

Going through the infinite stages of boredom I gave up watching youtube. I couldn't get glued to a screen all day. I also wasn't in the mood to laugh. I felt... depleted. I'd left my book somewhere yesterday, I dunno, so I had nothing to read. So I began listening to music.

I've listened to music before, but it has a whole new meaning when you just lay on your bed, staring at the ceiling for hours, just listening to Spotify and it's occasional ad interruptions. It was beautiful. It was bliss.

My music genre is honestly not concrete. I listen to a bit of everything, usually the Global Top 50, but not really the rap, usually. I listened to rock, contemporary rock, and surprisingly, movie soundtracks. For some reason, I love listening to movie soundtracks. It helps me study and bring back memories of all the movies I've watched.

I listened to the lyrics of the song I was listening to. I couldn't identify the movie exactly, but the music was... uplifting.

''We go where no one goes, We slow for no one, Get out of our way!''

The lyrics, it made sense in my mind, it guided my thoughts. I had to do something, I couldn't just sit here. But I guess I can because that's all I can do.

They should just get out of our way!

Not you guys again...

''Yeah, Nik! Let's just sprint out through the door, slow for no-one, and go where no-one goes!''

And where's that exactly?

''Well, I guess we find out, hey? ''

''No, I want nothing to do with you guys. You've ruined me enough.''

''What? Get out of our way!''

''This is old. The puns, and everything. SHUT UP!''

Two words can't always work, that's old as well.

SHUT THE FRICK UP!

Four words, slightly better.

I sighed in relief, 'they' were gone.

A knock on the door.

"A friend's here!" my dad called out.

Another soul. My heart raced. Someone came back for me. Which of my friend's came back? Cora? Newt? Maybe even Red? My heart fluttered. But the door opened and I deflated, again.

Majapi strode in. Of course, it was Majapi. Even though Majapi didn't have to come today, or anytime this week, it wasn't like they were going to allow another 'friend' to my room.

I sighed.

"Why so glum, Nik! Come on, I'm sacrificing my afternoon to get you out of this prison."

"Well... okay. Thanks, I guess."

I was surprised that Majapi actually cared that much for me, I honestly thought he hated my guts since my friend's kinda beat him up. But I guess not, which was cool.

"Come on! D'ya wanna go to the library? Like the good old times," Majapi joked.

I choked. I don't know whether it was because of the prospect of freedom or with the mention of 'good old times'.

"Yeah.. that'd be nice. I'll be there in a sec."

I scanned my room and found my wireless headphones. Since being in my room for the majority of three days, I've decided to bring my new headphones where ever I go. They're sleek black, like my hair and has like over 100 songs already. Majapi noticed it as I headed out the door, interested, but didn't say anything.

As we were walking towards the library, Majapi began questioning, intrigued about what happened.

"I heard about your 'sentence', why you're being punished. My condolences."

"Thanks, I guess."

" There's been... rumours. Did you actually light the fire?"

"No. Of course, I didn't!"

"Well, they're rumours, you know."

I raised my eyebrows.

"You guys were trying to burn up that old shack, apparently. The shack of that arrogant jerk. Wouldn't have mind actually. Don't like that guy."

"We were NOT trying to do that!"

"I know. You're smarter than that. There's no worth in doing it unless you had an actual reason to. Unless the reason was that guy, which could make sense. Especially with that guy's magic working on Red."

"What, what magic? What's Arkin up to?"

"You don't know? Well, I guess you'll find out. But back to you.  You should just admit it, Nik. You'll get a  lighter punishment."

"Do you really think my mum's like that?"

"Well... no. But don't hate your mum so much. Your mum is probably holding onto the slight glimmer of hope you're innocent!"

"Do you really think that?"

"Well... no."

"Then stop lying to me!"

"Sorry, I'm trying to help you."

"Well, it's not working," I whispered back. We both stopped talking. We'd entered the Berkian library.

The Berk library was one of the greatest libraries in the Archipelago. Founded by an Ingerman of course, it was two stories of rich knowledge, stories and historical recordings. I'd gone through the Young Adult Fiction section so many times, I'd read most interesting books there. But I still wasn't even a fifth into the Young Adult section alone. The library was huge! The walls were patterned with ancient chief drawings and other artworks from ancient Berk. A lot of the artworks were of the times of the Hiccup of Legend, Hiccup the Third.

Yesterday I was reading this book learning about Hiccup, Cora's freaking ancestor! After I lost the book, I needed another to continue learning the history of Hiccup. Hiccup and his gang's story is actually so interesting! Of course, a lot of their story is entwined with myth, with a lot of dragons, flying suits and flaming swords, which are obviously added to make the story more interesting. I remember learning of Hiccup's story at school a long time ago. I'd always thought that Hiccup was a myth himself, but after Cora's pendant, I guess he was real.

Of course, I didn't take Riley's word, I'll admit it. I compared Cora's heirloom to the Haddock symbol and it matched up flawlessly. Now, I don't know how much of the story's truth.

I flicked through the retellings of Hiccup's bio, looking for the only reliable source, Fishlegs Ingerman. Being the Ingerman of his time he must've been the most accurate.

I gasped, as I noticed a title in the bookshelf.

"The complete tales of Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, by Fishlegs Ingerman."

It was the exact same book I'd left yesterday at the mess hall! I quickly grabbed the book, surprised someone had already returned it to the library.

I flicked through the pages and an old tissue paper fell out. I was about to throw it away but noticed a message etched on it.

''NIK. This is Red. Meet me at the back of the arena tomorrow night. We left our weapons there and I just heard the arena has been guarded and said to be off-limits lately. Please be there, thanks. ''

''PS. Thanks for defending me with Arkin. I appreciate it. ''

Red! Red found a way to get a message across. To me! My heart fluttered again, as I eyed around the library. Majapi was upstairs, a long way away. I was safe, for now.

My mind raced. Red must've found my book at the Mess Hall. That meant that 'tomorrow night' was TONIGHT! How I was going to get out, I didn't know. I'll have to figure out by tonight.

And Red appreciates me defending her! Yay! What that meant, I still don't know, but it felt good. I held the book and the message inside tightly as I headed back home with Majapi.

Majapi was clueless, but I was excited. Tonight, I was breaking out.

I'm not completely satisfied. The chapter's quite long, I'll have to go through some of my sections after the whole book's done, definitely.