Noah groaned as he started his third year at the school. It always managed to screw him some way. For instance, last year managed to burn half his wardrobe after the school's winter dance. That had pretty much gone south quickly. Well, he was lucky to have no roomate last year. Because that wouldn't have ended well.<br/>The demon held his duffel over his right shoulder as he wandered down the hall.<br/>5...<br/>4...<br/>3!<br/>He took out his key and unlocked the door, dumping his duffel on one of the 2 beds within. He slumped onto the window sill, digging through his bag.