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Okay, Azray's chapter might not be as good as it should because I had the whole chapter ready and then it deleted itself but I want to make y'all happy so I'll try to recreate it as best I can

DQ☁️

Azray's POV

"Good arse, girl," came the voices of the boys behind me. "When the train moves, it really jiggles. Watch it boys."

Suddenly, I felt a hand grope at my behind and, disgusted, I swung my foot round and kicked the boy across the face. His head slammed into the train door and he slid to the ground, unconscious.

"You bitch!" shouted one of the other boys, advancing on me and I, still occupied with the first, couldn't calm myself quick enough to stop him. He raised his fist and I prepared myself for the impact when he stopped, surprisingly. I looked up and saw a blur of purple as someone began beating the boys away, swinging their fists in multiple directions.

As the boys ran off, I stared at my saviour and opened my mouth to thank them before they spoke.

"So, you're going there too."

It was a statement and not something I couldn't deny as the person was obviously gesturing to my uniform. When they turned, I saw that they had the same one on but, as he swept his fringe out of his face, I couldn't help but stare at him.

He was an average height with black, scruffy hair styled with a fringe that fell into his eyes and, oh his eyes. They were sea green with specks of gold and blue glittering in them.

As I managed to drag my eyes away, I noticed that he was wearing a purple blazer too and realised that he was going to the same school I was heading to. However his top was blue, signifying he was a male.

"Hey!"

I snapped out of my trance as I realised I had fallen to the ground. A perfect hand with curved nails trimmed to perfection was held out to me and I accepted it, feeling calluses that were not there.

As I rose, another boy came from around an invisible wall and I noticed he was dressed in the same outfit as the stunning boy in front of me. The newcomer leant against the train door surveying me before snapping, causing me to jump.

"Qual, take it off. She's falling for you."

With a small chuckle, the handsome boy, who I could only assume was Qual, shifted and morphed into a slightly older, plainer boy with bland, brown hair and, the calluses I felt, prominent on his hands. However, his stunning eyes were still there.

"A Morpher?" I questioned, out loud. "I've never met one before."

"Nice to be aquatinted," Qual said. "I'm Qual, as you know, and this is Wymol."

As I glance over at the other boy, back against the train door, the carriage began to slow down and, before I could stop time, the doors slid wide open.

The boy was still propped in thin air and I smiled, realising he was a Mime.

Wymol spoke, "So, you're heading to Part Boarding School too then..."

I shook myself as I realised he was asking for my name. "Azray."

"Well, Azray. Won't you join us?"

As the train sped on, I continued to converse with this strange pair and I finally felt that I had already had my first two friends. Ever.

Just want to say, sorry this ending is a bit shitty. I didn't quite know how I should've ended it.

DQ☁️

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