The School For Magic

Chapter 9: Uniforms and migranes

      Tanner woke up to a not so pleasant feeling in his head. It was like a migraine only 100,000,000x worse, like someone had taken a hammer and hit his head like a nail into a nail on the side of a table. He groaned and blinked a few times his eyes adjusting to the bright light.

    As he sat up he remembered the plane crash. "Oh shit." He muttered. "Bailey? Trac-" he looked around and noticed he wasn't in a plane anymore, or outside, he seemed to be in a room that was painted with a dark shade of red. A more in depth observation led him to realize he was laying in a large bed with orange sheets, everything in the room seemed to be red or orange except for a small box on the floor next to him with a small note on it. He uncovered himself and did that weird ninja sloth gymnast crawl off the bed to the box. He took off the note and read it.

Put these on.

"Wow very descriptive." He muttered opening the box. He pulled out a blue and red uniform with an odd looking crest on it, there was the letters SfM with a torch sewn under it, the weird thing was, the torch seemed to be moving and flickering, Tanner just stared at it for a few minutes before deciding it was just his imagination and putting the clothing on anyways. He walked to the door and tentatively stepped out, his head still pounding, and walked off to find out where the heck he was.

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Bailey, too, had woken up in a room with a headache, except her room was larger, and the headache smaller, the room had another bed, and seemed to be split in half, the side Bailey was on was coated in white paint, her bed sheets were black and everything else was red. It looked like some hardcore Georgia fan had designed it.

The other side of the room was painted with a nice shade of light blue, baby blue swirls made it look like an ocean. Everything else seemed to be a shade of blue too.

She sat up and looked around, noticing a box much like the one Tanner found. She opened it and pulled out a red dress with a blue hem. "Really? A dress? Ugh whatever." She pulled it on. The embroidery seemed to sparkle. "Huh. Weird." She muttered watching the flame on the torch move. She snapped out of it and looked around the room, no one seemed to be in the other bed so she just looked around her side. She looked throw the dresser, which was as empty as Tanners head. She checked the closet and found a pair of boots and some socks. She pulled them on and went outside to have a look around.

A/N

Blegh this is a really short chapter sorry about that, either way thanks for reading, also I'm gonna go through and edit everything so I apologize for any grammatical errors until I manage to correct them. See you whenever I get around to writing the next chapter -the author of this fabulous book. Bwaaiiii!❤️💚💕