CHAPTER 2

Hazel whipped around to see a guy. aged 18 or something, rowing towards them, he smiled at her and yelled "I am new here and need help to get to the school, you can get me there'

Hazel glanced at her mom who rolled her eyes and went back inside.

'Okay' Hazel answered.

The guy helped her get on board.

He had jet black hair, black eyes, pale skin, and was wearing and black jacket, black shirt, black jeans, black bracelet. Hazel also saw tattoos snaking his hand, she spotted a skull, chimera, dragons and various symbols she couldn't decipher.

She turned her head away from him as she sat down on the raft. She could feel his eyes on her.

ASH ARZOA

He heard her mom and Hazel bickering, 'There she is' He told himself.

He rowed towards them and yelled 'I will help you'

As Hazel turned, He noticed her necklace, her ring, her troubled expression.

....

Hazel boarded the raft, and turned her head away, he noticed her uncomfortableness, He asked 'Can I know your name?' Even though he already knew it.

'Hazel Marshall'

'I am Ash Arzoa, in grade alchemy. senior'

'Oh, me too'

They reached the Gates, and got off, reducing the raft, to a small board.

Hazel smiled at him 'You look older to be in Alchemy senior'

He shrugged ' I started late'

'Oh, its okay'

Ash smiled at her.