My Business is Nun of Yours

Chapter 1: Four Unlikely Allies

Later the next day, Spencer was still on the bus he had taken that morning. He had started in New York, he was slightly afraid of being alone on the train to a school he didn't know where it could be in Washington. He had his things in the top rack of his compartment but had to carry his duffle bag on his lap since he had 3 others sitting with him.

The person next to him was in ragged clothing, his shoes and jacket were visibly too small, almost snapping at the seems. He had messy hair, sort of medium length to where it brushed his chin but didn't go any further down. The girl on the other side was a lot different, having nicer clothing and wore nice leggings under a skirt with what looked like a school uniform. She was quiet not paying attention since she had what looked like earbuds in, not the BlueTooth music type but noise-canceling ones. The last person he was with had a... interesting style you could say. They had a hoodie over their face, not showing anything besides their lips. They had knee-high boots, holes in them, but in a pattern that made them look nice enough with their black jeans.

Spencer noticed that there was a pop-up table for the booth, he wanted to look things over but didn't know if he had enough room to just set his bag down. The table would have helped but it would require the others to sacrifice their legroom. Not wanting to be rude he nudged the guy sitting next to him, who jumped slightly from his trance of peering at the girl in the uniform. "I wasn't doing anything!" he said in a quiet but alarmed way. Spencer shook his head smiling, "I didn't catch you doing anything but dreaming of being with a cute female." The boy blushed and shook his head, "I-it's not like that... I was just spacing ou~..." Spencer put up a hand and shook his head again, "If you want, this can be confession and I am bound not to say a word." The young man nodded and blushed slightly deeper, "Are you some kind of church guy?.." Spencer sighed slightly and smiled a bit more, "Partly but not that far up the ladder, just a... well I can't say nun... more of a monk."

The young man smiled, shaking his head slightly, "To be honest, I thought you were some working-class man or some son of a big name in the world." Spencer laughed and nodded, I guess my attire isn't the best to wear... Spencer," he pushed his hand out and waited for the man to shake it back. The mand took it and nodded, "Chase, Chase Patrick Ungaurd." Spencer nods his head down to the floor which had 4 switches, a retractable table. "Mind if we pull this up?"

Chase pauses and nods, he looked back to the girl as he went down to lift his latch. As he peered in the direction, he saw only a pair of legs in midair, nothing grounded. Spencer spun on the spot and caught her and she looked at him. "You ok?" he asked as her hair was slightly in her eyes. She swept it away, blush blooming on her face nodding quickly, "Y-y-yes..." Spencer sat her back down and went back to his latch. The girl noticed and knelt to do her latch. She tried to open it but was not getting it to budge. Spencer saw her struggle and smiled, "You know it goes counterclockwise, right?" She looked up and then down to try the other way, her latch releasing instantly.

Spencer had reached over to the last latch finding a slim hand is placed on the latch connecting to the other person in the booth. The person turned it and the table slowly rose to the level of Spencer's hip. Spencer sat back down and nodded to both the others, "Sorry I never got your name." The young girl looked down at her hands and shuffled with them slightly before smiling, "I'm Ashley, you might have heard of my family name from our company of Leaoprod Industries?" Spencer paused at this, nodding slightly, "Yes, the Military weapons development turned into supercomputing technology." Spencer nodded, "Well Ashley, I am Spencer and my new friend here is Chase." Chase smiled and waved his hand in a friendly energetic way.

She smiled nodding and picked up a small binder that was next to the door that had a nice embroidering around the exterior, she flipped it open and Spencer saw a familiar symbol, the orca from the school's emblem. He opened his duffle bag looking at her, "Are you a first-year?" Spencer asked, seeming excited. "No, I'm a senior, I'll graduate this year." Spencer paused as Chase pulled from his backpack, one of the few things of his in the compartment, an old folder as well, flipping it open. "I guess we will all be going in together then?" Chase asked this with a hearty smile, one of genuine delight.

Spencer looked between the two and then the person in the hoodie as the other two conversed. He noticed that the person was breathing abnormally as if they had some restraining device to either calm their breathing or increase it. The person had not moved since they went back to the state they were before their first interaction. Spencer slowly reached his hand out to tap the person on the arm, but they moved before he could touch them, and the hood came down revealing a glare plastered on the person's face. "Don't. Try. To. Touch. Me." Spencer pulled his hand back as the person seemed pissed, they looked fairly young and Spencer cleared his throat. "I was only going to ask if you..."

Chase tapped Spencer's wrist and shook his head, Spencer taking it as a, don't try to ask since it will end badly. Spencer smiled towards the other two and they had finished exchanging their schedule plans to submit. Ashley looked to Chase and then Spencer with a hint of blush, "Spencer, what were you going to submit as your classes?" she asked inquisitively. Spencer paused and looked in his folder and then the two before shrugging and pulling out his form, taking the sticky note off it quietly so that they wouldn't ask about it, handing the sheet to them. Ashley took the sheet and looked at it, looking surprised, "You're in the same English IV class as me... and the same Tech class as Chase here."

Spencer took his schedule and the others as well, he looked down them and sure enough he did. He smiled kindly and handed the schedules back to both. "So, this is my first year, what are the living arrangements like?" Ashley looked up at him confused, "The same as the last few years, seniors have the sophomores and the juniors have the freshman as dormmates. You are a senior, aren't you?" she asked looking to Chase who was looking to Spencer. "No, I'm a sophomore..." Both of them looked a bit confused at his remark. The person in the hood snickered, taking off their hood, short hair that went down to their eyebrows, red with white tips. "Of course he's a sophomore, you didn't see it on his form?" The other two looked at the person in the hood for a moment before blushing slightly ashamed of not noticing it sooner as they found the 10.

"Sorry Spencer, we didn't see the grade, but you do act more mature than what you are," Chase explained. "He's more mature than us because he has a good life, look at what he is wearing if you need the hint," the red-haired boy said, and he was right about the clothes and life Spencer had been given. Spencer was in a dark gray vest with a navy blue button-up shirt, with matching dark gray pants. "I am not as well off as you think, this is my only attire which is deemed nice or decent for meeting the headmistress. I was abandoned as a child and was at the Our Lady of the Blessed Sacrament Church. I was taken in and became a monk for until this year when they couldn't afford our teaching expenses for private tutors, finding sending us off to private schools would be better." Chase looked confused, "Wait, schools, like more than one?"

Spencer nodded with a slight smile, "My brothers and sisters are leaving to other schools, I was accepted to Mariner Private Academy for my academic levels and a scholarship for me to go to most schools due to my academic level." Ashley looked shocked, nodding every so often, "By how you talk, of course, you are a higher level than us, I mean, jeez, you have senior classes as a sophomore. Even with money you couldn't do that, only the top students would be able to." Spencer smiled sweetly at her remark nodding. "Well I think its kinda bull," said the boy. "Hey no one asked you to join our conversation," Chase remarked towards the boy. "Chase, don't start a fight now please..." Ashley said, a shy smile being present, "Sorry, but we don't think it is bull."

The boy shrugged and looked at Spencer without blinking for a few moments, "Seems like he's hiding something, and I'd just like to ask what it is." Spencer laughed and looked at the boy with a warm smile, "Well I like how you are very inquisitive and have a very keen sense. Spencer." The boy smiled and nodded, "Already knew that, Everett." Spencer held out his hand and after looking at it for a moment, Everett shook it and the rest of the train ride was quiet until they got to the station.