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I opened my eyes. My head hurt terribly. I sat up a bit. I couldn't see anything. It was pitch black. Just like it would be in the bunk rooms.

I sighed.

"It really was a dream, it seemed so real"I mumbled

"Guess it was too good to be true"I whispered.

I snuggled back down in my abnormally comfortable bed, reaching for the hand that usually held me close. I realized it wasn't there. I sat up again and turned to the space beside me. Adora wasn't there which was weird. I jumped a little when a ringing sound filled my ears. I looked over to where the sound was coming from. A small amount of light shone from a tracker pad like device that was on a nightstand next to my bed. Or whoever's bed this was.

Somehow, I knew what this item was.

It was a . . phone.

I picked up the phone and dragged the x on the screen up with my finger, making the loud noise go away. I placed the phone back onto the small table. It was weird. I had never seen a phone in my entire life yet I still knew what to do with it. I slowly threw the blanket that was on me to the side and swung my legs over the bed.

Standing up, I felt around for a light switch. I finally found it and flicked it on.

I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment and opened them again. Once my eyes adjusted to the light, I looked at my surroundings.

This was definitely not a dream.

The room I was in was big. There was a bed about the size of my bunk back home in the middle of the room. There were multiple posters of women I knew for some reason. But one poster caught my eyes the most. It wasn't so much a poster, more like a flag. It consisted of the colors dark orange, orange, white, pink, and dark rose. The word lesbian came to mind when I looked at it.

I walked around the room for a while. Just admiring the room.

I stopped in front of a mirror. My eyes widened in shock.

"Ah"I screeched.

My ears, my tail. They weren't there. I had human ears. I reached my hands over my body. I felt my ears and my tail. They were there but they weren't.

I know Ms.Weaver said it could happen, but it was still pretty freaky.

Suddenly, the door to the room I was in shot open revealing two women.

One of the women had pale olive skin and blue eyes. She had dark fuschia hair that hung in a high ponytail. She had on a dark purple suit and black heels.

The other woman was shorter than the first. She had dark brown skin and a light blue mohawk which suited her well. She wore an Identical suit to the first woman, except it was a cloudy blue. She also wore black heels

"Sweetie are you okay"The purple haired woman asked in a panicked voice.

"Uh, yeah I'm fine"I answered to the strange woman.

"What are you still doing in your pajamas, school starts in an hour and it always takes you forever to get ready"The darker woman mentioned.

"School?"I asked, tilting my head a little.

"Yes, school, the place you go to learn silly, now hurry up and get ready so me and your mom can drive you"The woman in the purple suit told me.

"Ok, um . . . mom"I responded.

I somehow knew what to call these people. Yet I had no idea who they were.

The women left the room leaving me alone.

They wanted me to get ready. I needed to find my clothes.

I looked around for my closet. Weird name. I spotted a door against the wall close to my bed. I got up from where I was sitting and walked over to it. I opened it to reveal a large room like area. It had racks full of clothes and coats. In the corner of it there were many different folded bottoms and shoes. It was basically a locker.

I walked deeper into the small room and looked up and down at the clothes on the racks. They were all black and if they weren't they were pretty close.. Exactly my style.

I picked at my closet and pulled out different outfits. They were all pretty bland except one.

The top I picked was black and had the word Did I Ask, printed on it in bold white letters. I picked a black and white striped long sleeve shirt to go underneath the first shirt. For my bottoms, I picked a pair of black jeans.

I left the outfit on my bed and went around the room in search of a bathroom. I had just taken a shower but I felt like another one was due. Surprisingly there was another door in my room. I slowly opened it and sure enough, it was a bathroom.

It was huge. Wherever I was, I got it good. The walls were white and all of the appliances in the bathroom were black. There was a black tub in one corner of the room. Right next to that was a small glass box with a shower head hanging from the ceiling and another one against the wall.

There was a toilet right in front of my sink.

The sink had black and white marble on it. There were tons of soaps and perfumes on the counter.

I slowly crept towards the shower.

I didn't hate water, but it definitely wasn't my favorite thing in the world.

I turned the knob of the shower and watched warm water flow from the ceiling. I reached down to the hem of the black pajama shirt I had on and pulled it off, copying this action with my shorts and underwear.

I stuck my hand out under the water to make sure it was the correct temperature.

"Perfect"I muttered.

Slowly, but surely I stepped into the shower. It was a little uncomfortable at first but it got better. I reached out to the large shelf that held many hygiene products.

I skimmed through the different labels before landing on one I liked. It was a shower gel. It read Delicate Petals. I pulled it off the shelf. Once again my eyes looked around the abnormally large shower until I spotted multiple loofahs hanging from the walls of the shower. I grabbed a red loofa of the hook and lathered the Rose & vanilla scented soap onto the loofa. I slid it over my skin softly not trying to be two rough. It felt weird.

When I ran my finger over my body, I could feel my fur and my tail but my reflection in the shower glass showed none of that. I looked human, like Adora and the others.

It was honestly creepy.

I rinsed the rest of the soap off my body and then looked back over to the shelf with the hygiene products on it. I reached out for a bottle that was labeled shampoo. I squirted some onto my hands and reached up to my hair.

"What the hell"I whispered.

My hair was. . .Soft.

It's always been tangled and messy. Ever since I was little.

I looked back into the showers glass. All the staring I had done, I hadn't noticed my hair wasn't sticking up in all directions. The more I massaged the liquid into my hair the more I started to like it. I noticed little curls at the ends of my hair as I played with it. It was nice actually being able to run a finger through it..

I stepped back under the water and tilted my head back. Letting all of the shampoo rinse out of my hair before leaning forward and turning the water off.

I stepped out of the shower and looked around for a towel.

There were 2 hanging on a rack right by the sink. I reached for the red cloth and wrapped it around myself. I then Took the other towel and wrapped it around my newly soft hair.

I stepped up to the mirror and eyed myself. My skin was flawless. Which would make sense. Magicat's never got pimples.

I stood there for a second unsure of what to do. Then the word Hair Dryer came to mind. Immediately I knelt down to the cabinet underneath the sink. Sure enough there was a large item in there that I recognized.

A hair dryer.

I pulled the item out of the cupboard and eyed it confused. Then I saw an outlet and connected the dots. I placed the plug of the Hair Dryer into the outlet and set the blue item on the counter.

Once I removed the red towel from my head, my brown curls fell from the towel. I folded the piece of fabric and placed it back on the rack. I walked back towards the sink counter and picked up a yellow back vented brush from a bowl that sat on the counter.

I picked up the hair brush and clicked it on. I flinched at the loud noise it made but relaxed as the sound went on.

I pulled the hair dryer close to my hair. The hot hair occasionally hit my face. I looked up in the mirror. As I let the air hit my hair, it got fluffier.

I turned off the dryer once I realized my hair was dry.

Although it got slightly fluffier It still wasn't the same. Before my hair would just stick up in all different directions , but for the first time ever I could run a brush through my hair.

My hair wasn't super curly but it wasn't straight either. It was wavy. It wasn't as long as usual. It was around shoulder length. It was naturally side parted.

I opened the cabinet and placed the hairdryer back in.

My eyes widened as I looked around.

The cabinet wasn't large but it seems to have everything. In one corner there were a bunch of hair items. Different brushes and hair ties. These things called Hair straighteners and Curling irons.

In the other corner there were piles of makeup.

Foundation, Eyeliner, lipstick.

I'm Gonna Have Fun With this.

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