"Can you believe that we're really going home tomorrow?" I asked, while sitting cross-legged on the hotel room floor and pulling off my socks and shoes. I rubbed my feet, which were sore from walking all day long, and stood up, looking around at my friends.
"We only have one more guild left to see," my best friend, Paige, said, from where she sat on one of the beds. She was holding a paper -- probably the schedule -- in her hands. "It's called... Fairy Tail?" She frowned. "What a strange name."
One of my other roommates, Iris, looked up from her suitcase, which she had been rummaging through, trying to find her pajamas. "At least it sounds better than some of those weird guilds we saw earlier," she pointed out with a shrug, "like Blue Pegasus. Their leader is freaky."
My good friend, Katie, sitting on the bed opposite Paige, laughed. "Hopefully Fairy Tail is better," she commented. "I'm really hoping to have chosen a guild by the end of this trip, and so far, it's not looking so good!"
I stood up and went over to sit beside Paige, peeking over her shoulder at the schedule. "Master Makarov Dreyar," I read from the list of people that we were supposed to meet, "and... Mirajane Strauss?! Isn't she like, a super-famous model for the Sorcerer Magazine?!"
"I think so," Iris said, fishing her toothbrush out of her suitcase and vanishing into the bathroom.
Paige trailed her fingertip down the list of names, murmuring a few to herself. She sighed, obviously disappointed. "I didn't see any Dragon Slayers on there," she mumbled to me, folding the paper into a neat little square.
I looked across the room to see if the Katie had heard, but she was busy braiding her hair. Not many people knew of her, no our secret. See, our friendship goes way back, through elementary school, too. One day, around the middle of fourth grade, Paige and I were hanging out together, as we often did, but we had wandered a bit past our normal boundaries. We soon found ourselves lost, with no familiar landmarks to guide us back to my house. We probably would've been stuck there for quite a while if not for the arrival of two dragons.
One was a magnificent, snowy hue of white, and the other was a dark purplish-reddish color. They told us their names: Grandeeney and Igneel. At first, they were angered by us; two ignorant little kids who didn't have the faintest idea how to use magic. But then, they softened. We made a promise, the four of us. They would teach us magic in exchange for us not blabbing our mouth about our discovery. Of course, we accepted.
So, over the course of the next few months, Grandeeney and Igneel trained us. Whenever they could, after school, in between meals, during playtimes. We learned a lot, and it was clear that we were growing. But one day, they disappeared, without a trace. They haven't returned since and now, being on the school trip that took us to meet a few different guilds, we were hoping that we would find at least one Dragon Slayer. No luck.
I groan. "Didn't Grandeeney and Igneel both have one other student?" I whisper to her, hoping that I remembered right.
"Yeah, Wendy Marvell and Natsu Dragneel," Paige replied quietly. "I thought they were in Fairy Tail..."
"They might be," I tried to assure her. "Maybe they are, and they just aren't one of those people that we're meeting."
"I hope so..." Paige muttered. "Otherwise, we're going to have to choose one and learn a whole new type of magic!" She sighed and flopped back on the bed. "This is so difficult... I don't want to have to restart. I want to continue my training!"
"Same..." I mumbled, then swung my legs around and rested my feet on the soft carpeted floor. "We should really get ready for bed. After all, we have a long day tomorrow..."