Owen
I turn the page of my potions book and come across a simple recipe for teaching children. Would Michaela be insulted if I suggest we work on it together? She hasn"t said much about our potion making lesson, but she seemed to enjoy it, and it"s a good excuse to spend more time with her.
Not that it seems to be a problem.
I sigh and lean back in my chair, smiling just at the thought of seeing her again. She even agreed to a second date, though I was foolish enough not to actually ask her for a specific one. At least she came back for more gorgon potion.
A knock sounds on my dorm room door and it opens seconds later.
"Hey," Evander says as he steps into the room. "Dev said you were in."
"Well, I do live here."
"Sometimes," Evander counters. "You spend more time at the lab than in
