Author's Note;; SORRY SORRY SORRY TIMES 100000000! I know its been soo lnog since I updated. But, school's been really difficult and I'm failnig like half my classes. I've also been having some problems and I still haven't dealt with them but I'm working on it. So here's the next chapter. It's knid of an intro to one of the problems Cody will be facing later in the story.

Disclaimer;; Even though, it's been awhile, I still haven't gained ownership of TSL. But, I do own Ian Micheals.

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A couple hours later...

I arrived in front of the place where I would be living for the next four years. I couldn't believe that I was finally here. After all my hard work and struggles through high school, I finally achieved my dream. It felt good. Really good.

I pulled into the parking lot and headed into the school to get my room assignment. I didn't want to unpack until I knew where I would taking everything. I went in and walked up to the lady sitting behind the window. Smiling pleasantly, I said,"Hello. My name's Cody Martin. I'm here to get my room assignment."

"Let me look," the very unhappy looking lady replied and went on her computer. What seemed like hours later, she said,"I'm sorry. There doesn't seem to be a Cody Martin registered."

"Wait. There must be some mistake. I sent my check to the school two weeks ago," I replied, getting flustered. Once again, the lady said,"I'm sorry. There doesn't seem to be a Cody Martin registered."

"So, what do I do now?"

"I'd say, take it up with the headmaster. There is nothing I can do for you." I turned around to leave when I noticed a boy I hadn't seen before standing there.

"Hey, man. I heard your problem. Sorry about that. But, my roomate's in Europe this semester so you can stay with me until you fix it if you want," he said.

"Really? That would be great. Thanks, dude. By the way, my name's Cody Martin,"I replied, relieved and held out my hand. The boy shook it and said,"My name's Ian Micheals. And it's not a problem. So, let's go grab your shit and head up." They walked outside and grabbed some of Cody's stuff bringing it up. When Cody walked in, he looked around in suprise. The room had tons of posters of hard rock and heavy metal bands from the '80s, and there was a huge ass jukebox and a record player in there too.

"Yo, dude! This room is wicked! Where'd you get this stuff?" Cody said and immediately ran over to look at the songs on the jukebox. Ian shrugged and replied,"I'm kinda stuck in the '80s. They had the best music and I grew up listening to it. And, I think jukes and records and much cooler than ipods and stuff like that." Cody laughed and said,"Yeah, your right. Woww! Great music. You got everything on here. AC/DC, Angel Witch, Blind Guardian, Deep Purple, Van Halen, Zoetrope, Black Sabbath, Iron Maiden, Nuclear Assault. Damn, I don't know anyone who has ever even heard of any of these bands! You have the best taste in music."

"Me and my brother got very into '80s music as teenagers. Everyone else was listening to the new '90s shit but I always loved the classics," he replied, as he sat down to his computer and turned it on," But even though I'm very '80s, I'll admit I can't live without my computer."

"Yeah, me too. I've always been a computer nerd. But, also a closet heavy metal fanatic. No one would've guessed though because I was always a geek."

"Been there, man. I've always been known as a freak because I never liked what everyone else liked. In fact, people started to make more fun of me when I got really interested in magic and decided to become a wiccan." After he said that, he turned and looked at Cody. Cody had stopped what he was doing and looked really surprised.

Cody's POV

A WICCAN, I thought to myself,"Oh boy. What have I gotten myself into?"

I turned around and looked at Ian, who was staring at me waiting for a reaction.

"Yeah, people can be so mean. I mean, who cares what you're interested in? If you wanna do magic, no one should judge you for that, right?" I said, smiling and acting like I wasn't shocked. But I was. I just hadn't expected that. My mom had raised me and my brother Christian and we thought doing magic was a sin. But maybe, that did;'t matter anymore. Maybe now that I'm an adult, I need to start learning about other things. It doesn't really matter that he's into magic, right?

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If anyone's offended by how I make wiccanism into a bad thing, sorry. I don't think it is. I know that my religion says it's a sin but my best friend is one so I don't care. And thats where I got my idea from too. I don't think they ever mentioned any specific religions in the show so I'm making them Christian for the point of some stuff in this story.

And sorry it's short but I don't really know what else to put yet.