Cody sighed, throwing herself onto her new bed. Saying goodbye to her dad had done nothing to improve her mood, the flight had been long, and it had taken her almost two hours to unpack. Not to mention her conversation with Squib, which had planted the seeds of doubt in her mind. It wasn't fair, she thought. She had accepted the whole situation, true, she wasn't thrilled about leaving her friends, and got a little choked up whenever she thought about it, but she had accepted it. She was ready to leave, and start a new life. But all it took was a five-minute conversation with Squib, and she was already regretting her choice.

The part of her head that spent too much time with her dad told her she needed to stop dwelling on these issues. It would do her no good. The best thing she could do was put it behind her, and focus on New York. She glanced over at the other bed across the room, and wondered when she'd meet her roommate. It would be nice to know someone at this new school. She got up, plugged in her laptop, and opened the internet, planning on playing a game or two to pass the time, when she saw she had a new email. The sender's name read : Adena Stiles.

Hey, Cody!

Adena here, typing on behalf of the group, who are all crowded around the comp right now. Okay, so you haven't even really left yet, we're about to head to your party, but we figured you could use a little something to make you smile when you get to NY. We're going to miss you like crazy! And Tannis says that if you don't write regularly, she'll kick you but. Oh, Cameron says you can take her…And Squib says we should pour jello on you two –rolls eyes-. Anyways, the point is write lots, because the Top Guns won't be the same without you. Even Sunny says she's gonna miss you (yes, she's in here too, but we drew the line at Rick).

Love,

Adena, Tannis, Squib, Cameron, and Sunny.

Cody smiled, feeling the familiar lump in her throat. She decided she would email them tomorrow, when she at least had something interesting to say. She busied herself unpacking her pictures, and trying to find a place for all of them.

"You okay, man?" Cameron asked when he entered the dorm and saw Squib laying face down on his bed.

A muffled, yet obviously sarcastic, "Just fine," could be heard.

"I know you're upset about this whole thing, we all are. But you tried your best, there's nothing more you can do. Besides, it's not like we'll never see her again. She promised she'd come visit."

"You're right," Squib, who had turned over so as to be able to hear Cameron, agreed half-heartedly.

"Come on, we're doing the card thing at the open tonight. It'll take your mind off all of this."

"Sure," Squib shrugged and got up.

"I promise, this'll get easier," Cameron assured his, "besides, there are plenty of gorgeous tennis women around here, you'll be fine." Squib chuckled and followed his friend down the hall.

"You must be my new roommate,"

Cody looked up from her photo-album and came face to face with a tall, blonde girl.

"Jackie Parker," she extended her hand.

"Cody Myers," Cody smiled, shaking her hand, and realized how weird it felt not to hear 'You're Dr. Myers' daughter, right?' after she said that.

"You speak French?" Jackie asked, noticing her accent.

"Yeah, I used to live in Montreal," Cody explained.

"Very cool," Jackie smiled, "these your pictures?" She indicated towards the album. Cody nodded, and her new roommate started flipping through it.

"It's nothing great," Cody said, "not the stuff I'd submit. Just me and my friends."

"These are awesome, even for around here," Jackie complimented her. "Who's this cutie?" She asked, holding up a picture of Squib.

"Oh, that's just Squib, a friend of mine."

"Just a friend?" Jackie asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes," Cody confirmed, "just a friend."

"Well, I don't know what your problem is. If I had a friend like that, I go after him right away."

"It's a long story," said Cody. Jackie shrugged.

"We're watching movies tonight downstairs in the girls living room. Wanna join us?"

Cody considered saying no, after all, she was tired and not in a great mood. But she realized that her friends were probably all playing cards in the open right now, not moping about because of her.

"Sure," she smiled, as her new friend led her out of the room, the photo-album lying forgotten on the bed.

Woke up this morning on the wrong side of the bed
Some days you wake up and you wish that you were dead
You never knew that I loved you and you never will
You never knew that I loved you
Wish upon a star I wonder where you are
The days go by and I still feel the same
Wish upon a star I wonder where you are
The years go by and I'm the one to blame
Drove by your house again today thinking of the past
You said it's funny how our lives go by so fast
You never knew that I loved you and you never will
You never knew that I loved you
Wish upon a star I wonder where you are
The days go by and I still feel the same
Wish upon a star I wonder where you are
The years go by and I'm the one to blame