Ian came home from the park "Hey sweetie," Laurel said. "How was the park?"

"It was fine," Ian said. "I don't know why I was scared of them. They are some of the most chill people you will ever meet."

Ian went upstairs to work on his homework. His wand started calling out to him as he worked. He tried to ignore it, but it was getting louder. It was like a dark force was calling to him. He tried to ignore it, but the voice kept him up all night.

A year later...

Ian Lightfoot was getting ready for school. It was his 17th birthday. He hadn't heard the dark voice since that night, and he was hoping it would stay that way. He put on his hoodie and went downstairs.

"Hey birthday boy," Laurel said. "Breakfast is almost ready. I'm sorry, but Barly wants to drive you to school today."

"It's ok," Ian said. "My friends think he's a hilarious."

Just then, Barly came downstairs. "Sir Iandore," Barly called out. "Last year I never got to do the ceremony that dubs you a man. I will not make the same mistake this year."

"It's ok, I think that quest was enough to dub me a man," Ian said. Laurel then served breakfast.

"I might not be home when you get home," Laurel said. "Me and Corey are going dress shopping."

A few weeks ago, Colt Bronco had proposed to Laurel, with Ian and Barly's consent. She had been knees deep in wedding planning. "Ok," Ian said. "Akira wants me to help her study for a history quiz we have tomorrow."

Laurel nods as Ian finishes breakfast. Him and Barly get into Barly's car. Ian pulled off his check list for the day.

- Come out of the closet

- Successfully invite friends to my birthday party this Saturday

- Tell Andre I'm the one who has been leaving the letters.

- FIND SOMEONE ELSE WITH MAGIC POWERS!

The last point was circled. Barly was supportive and helpful, but Ian wants to find someone who also has magic so he can have someone to relate to. He put up his list as Barly stopped infront of the school.

At lunch, Ian was waiting for Andre outside of the lunchroom. Andre the elf showed up. "Oh hey Ian," he said.

"Hey Andre," Ian said.

"I'm waiting for someone," Andre said. "Do you know who that might be?"

"Yes," Ian said. "Listen Andre, I've been the one sending those secret admirer letters. I've had a crush on you since like the third grade."

"I like you to," Andre said.

"Really?" Ian asked, blushing slightly.

"Yeah," Andre said. "Your smile, your laugh, the fact that you are probably the cutest guy I've ever seen. Don't even get me started on that cool magic thing you do."

Ian's face was now completely red. "Do you want to get coffee sometime in the future?" Ian asked.

"Yeah," Andre said. "I will call you sometime."

"Ok," Ian said. Andre then went into the cafeteria. He then heard a voice that he hates.

"Hey magic freak," Tre called out.

"Leave me alone Tre," Ian said. "It's my birthday."

"Which means it's time for your birthday beating," Tre said. Two of his friends grabbed his arms. He got about five punches in when the voice returned to Ian. After about the tenth punch, his eyes turned black.

"What did you do?" one of the guys asked. "Did you kill him?"

"I don't think so," Tre said, stepping back. Ian said some spell in a foreign language. It blasted the bullies into the lockers. Tre had his head almost cracked open. Ian snapped out of it and realized what he had done.

He went into the cafeteria to hide. He had just woken up something not good.