A/n: What she wears on the date.
The picture of the dragon above is Orca.
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I was eating my breakfast when my day was flipped upside down.

"What the heck Thalia!" Hiccup exclaimed. I looked up, thoroughly confused. "You're going on a date with Snotlout!"

''So what if I am? It's not like your my mom. You can't control my life!" I say.

" But you are my best friend. I don't want you going out with him!" Hiccup yells.

" Well, I am. Get a life!" I growl and run from the hall. I don't care if people were staring. He can't control my life.  I will be going on that date. I need to keep the deal intact. I don't need Hiccup. Right?

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I studied my reflection in the mirror. The shirt Mom had lent me fit perfectly. I met Snotlout outside at around 2:00.

"Did it hurt when you fell from Valhalla? Because you are an angle."He asked.

''Why thank you. '' I replied blushing a little.

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The date was ok... I guess. That is if your into guys flirting with you every five minutes.

I walk along the docks and stop at a small life boat covered in a brown cloth. I removed it, and sat in. I put a basket of fish in front of me and started to row. After about half an hour, I reached my destination.

''Orca , I have food." I called out in sing song voice. I walked slowly, looking out for any sign of movement. I feel a warm breath on the back of my neck. I turned around to see vibrant green eyes.

" Orca, why are boys such jerks?" I questioned, tears filling my eyes. I wrapped my arms around her neck, sobbing. (a/n: italics means dragonese.)

'What did the stupid Vikings do this time?' Orca questions.

'It was stupid. Hiccup didn't want me to hang out with Snotlout.' I reply, whipping a tear from my eyes.

'Maybe he likes you. ' Orca said, snickering.

'That's a comforting thought .' I say sarcastically. What if Orca is right? I will confront Sam about this later.