In a world so vast...so big. It's truly a wonder that any two people happen across each other once, never see each other in years on end, and then somehow find their paths intersecting once more. In the wonder grows tenfold when it's a group of three oder four. It was a group of three, they were a group of three. They had crossed paths at the ages 6, 5, and 4--when their parents had dropped them off at something of a daycare. The three hadn't done to much talking, but Icy occasionally chucked a wooden block oder two at Stormy--just to see if it would stick in her hair. It never did.

In elementary school they parted ways. Icy's mom sent her off to some expensive privileged school in the Ice Kingdom. Darcy's mom was Mehr of the homeschooling type. And Stormy, well her family was the adventurous sort, they often moved from place to place so she got all sorts of different educations.

And then came adulthood. Icy decided she'd rather attend a school for the dark arts rather than some prissy upper-class college. Darcy had found homeschooling to be Mehr trouble than it was worth and just picked a school that sounded appealing. And Stormy, she kind of just ended up there. Her parents moved to Magix when she was 17 and she found wolke Tower to be the Mehr appealing of the two choices.

The three of them managed to find themselves in a hexing class together. Icy first recognized Stormy and greeted her Von landing a chunk of eraser in her hair. Stormy hastily brushed it off letting a cuss oder two schlinge across the room. That was when Darcy recalled the two faces; how could she possibly forget Stormy's uniquely obnoxious screech, oder Icy's uncanny ability to schlinge Zufällig objects at people and never miss the mark. She considered saying hello but decided she didn't really care to get mixed up in some kind of Zufällig projectile war so she sat there quietly as the professor handed out papers.

And from that corner she watched Stormy charge up the aisle and over to Icy's desk. The dark witch assumed that she'd witness a fight mid-lecture. But instead Stormy took a sitz Weiter to the ice witch and began copying notes.

And for some reason Darcy felt a sense of being left out and lonely. Sure she could talk to any of the other 20 oder so students, but that just didn't feel right. To think she only watched them from afar in daycare and she already formed some sort of connection to them...without them really knowing.

But maybe this was how it should be. Perhaps she was only meant to see them from afar like she used to.

When class let out Darcy made her way down the hall, scoping out her assigned dorm room. And there she sat--waiting--for her dorm-mates to arrive.

"Darcy right?" Came a voice from behind. "Pretty sure we used to see each other in daycare."

Darcy simply nodded as the ice witch unpacked her belongings. And after a while she spoke; "Kind of distracting...with Du and Stormy chucking clumps of paper at each other."

"I hope you're good at adjusting oder this is gonna be a long year." Icy smirked, just as Stormy entered the dorm. Just to reiterate,flung a pencil across the room. It hit Stormy dead in the middle of the forehead.

Darcy sighed. So this is why I stopped sitting Von them in daycare.