Wɪᴛᴄʜʟɪɢʜᴛ {ᵃᵈᵛᵃᶰᶜᵉᵈ ʳᵒˡᵉᵖˡᵃʸ} discussion

Allen groaned softly as he walked down the empty hallway. It was only the beginning of the day and he was already debating whether or not to skip all his remaining classes. When he decided to move in with his dad and go to school he hadn't figured that it would be so boring. He was a Wizard! Shouldn't that be at least a little bit exciting. Raking his fingers through his hair his shoulders slumped and his backpack landed on the ground with a loud thump. His last class had been a silly boring lecture that hadn't held much of his attention, and he'd already forgotten the basics of what happened. Completely giving up on standing as a whole he slouched against the wall, sliding down towards the ground.

Fuming mad at what happened with Professor Archie, Skylar stomped down the hallway. Dark magic was the only thing she's ever known. The drunkard knew nothing about Skylar. She was powerful, and she strived to be the strongest dark magic user...Or could this all be in her head? Was this the dark magic taking over her mind? Her hands trembled at the thought. I have to get help. Skylar thought to herself. Then, almost out of nowhere, a voice in her head shouted, No! She stopped in the middle of the hallway unsure if the voice was just from a passing student. Her head whipped around to check, but all she could see was a boy sitting on the floor. "Perfect." Skylar mumbled. "I'm going crazy."