Zack
I watched as Lorraine and Noah practiced together on the field. Lorraine was progressing by leaps and bounds each passing day. Noah helped her learn how to use her gifts on demand, which she was currently using to blast him in the ass with small bolts of light, laughing hysterically. Noah was trying to dodge her playful assaults, but she was too fast. Not something he ever imagined being a problem, I'm sure.
He eventually tackled her to the ground, and she let him, tumbling in the grass together, blissfully happy.
I was happy that my mate was happy, and my brother too, but I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy towards them. I was finally starting to understand how Owen felt. Ever since she and Owen began studying together, I feel like I have been slowing falling to the side
