The School For Magic

Chapter 8: Plane Crash

"Stealing a plane!?" Tanner yelled. "I. Am. Not. Stealing. A. Plane."

"You don't have to." She mumbled. "I'm gonna do it."

"YOU ALREADY KILLED SOMEONE!" He whisper shouted glaring at her. "I don't think stealing a plane is going to help this at all."

She smirked. "The way you're talking, I'm almost starting to think you care about me." She grabbed his wrist and Tracey's. "Now let's get a move on before the cops catch up." She said dragging them to the hanger.

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An hour or two later, Bailey had unlocked the plane, hot wired it, filled it with fuel and stuff, and they were in the sky. Tanner was sitting in the front of the plane with Bailey, while Tracey was complaining about the low class quality of the plane.

"This is so stupid. I wanted to steal the gold jet but nooooooo." She crosses her arms and pouted. "We had to take the normal one."

"Stop complaining Tracey." Tanner groaned from the front. "You're the one that wanted to come with us."

"Ok Tanner. And uh... quick question, that murder thing earlier... that was a joke... right?" Tracey laughed nervously.

"Nope." Bailey said casually, pushing buttons and other thingys at the front ((hehehe I'm to lazy to look up how to fly a plane so buckle up for a whole lot of the word "thingy"🙃)).

"Wait you actually killed someone?!" Tracey shouted. "WHAT?!" She started to hyperventilate. "I'm on a plane, with a criminal. And I'm probably gonna be next on her list an-"

"YOU WILL BE NEXT IF YOU DONT SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Bailey shouted. Let's just say, no one talked for a while.

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Tracey woke up to incoherent yelling and some extremely girlish screaming. She rubbed her eyes and sat up fully in her seat. "W-what's going-" she never got to finish asking that question, since she felt the impact of the plane hitting the ground at full force.

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((I was gonna be really mean and end the chapter here, but I decided against it, cause I'm so nice. You're welcome.))

Bailey opened her eyes and blinked a few times, as if she was just waking up in the morning, if it weren't for the giant, burning plane that was in shambles around her, you would have never guessed she was in a plane crash. Her clothing was oddly clean, her hair not singed in the least, nothing out of the ordinary, except for a random backpack which had shown up on her back. (cause its a backpack. it goes on your back)

She stood up and looked around. She yelped when she saw she was standing in the middle of the plane, or what used to be the middle of the plane anyways.

"BAILEY!? TANNER?!" She heard a voice that sounded vaguely like Tracey. Which meant it probably was Tracey.

"TRACEY!?" Bailey yelled coughing from the fire and smoke. "W-WHERE ARE YOU?!" She stumbled out of the wreckage still looking as clean as ever. "FOLLOW THE SOUND OF MY VOICE!"

"I-I CAN'T! Y-YOU NEED TO FOLLOW MINE! T-TANNERS PASSED OUT! AND I CAN'T DRAG HIM BY MYSELF!"

"O-OK IM COMING!"

Bailey plunged back into the crashed plane and looked around, shielding her eyes from the ash that was threating to get in them. She dodged the fire and looked around until her eyes landed on two forms, one unconscious, and the other one crying. Tracey looked horrible. Her usually perfect hair was mangled and burnt off at the end, her clothing was ashy and mildly burnt. Tanner didn't seem affected by the crash either. He still looked clean. In fact, he looked cleaner than he usually did. She somehow managed to throw Tanner over her shoudler and motioned to Tracey. "C-Come on. We have to get out of here."

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The two girls (and the one unconscious male) got out of the burning plane and had walked into the woods. It was silent for a while until they reached a clearing. Baliey stopped dropped Tanner on the ground near a tree, then sat down against a different tree and put her head in her hands.

    Tracey was silent (for once in her life) until of course she started asking questions. "Wait one second. Why are you clean? The plane just crashed. Why did it crash? Did you just not know how to fly one? Where are we anyways? It's really green, and bright, I thought we would crash in a desert but apparently n-"

"CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!" Bailey shouted sick of the sound of her annoyingly high pitches voice. "I have no idea why I'm clean, where we are, or why the plane crashed. It just... shut off... I know just as much as you do. So please, be quiet and let me try to figure out what we're going to do next." She took off the bag that had appeared on her back after the crash and dug through it trying to find something of use in it.

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A/N

HIIIII IM NOT DEAD! Sorry I haven't been updating or anything for a while. I've been swamped with stuff and then I keep getting distracted ect. ;-; anyways I wanted to thank all of the people who are actually reading this, it means a lot to me. I'm going to try to update regularly so you guys have new chapters and stuff. I was also thinking of starting a book of X reader oneshots. Soooooo yeppp or an rp book... one or the other. Anyways. Thanks for reading. Until next time💚- procrastination extraordinaire