Zack
"Owen! Owen!" Lorraine beamed, bursting into our room.
Owen hardly had time to look up before Lorraine was crashing into him, wrapping her legs around his middle and giving him a big hug. He caught her, chuckling as he stumbled back, landing on his bed.
"I passed!" She exclaimed from on top of him, showing him a packet with a perfect grade written in red at the top.
"That's fantastic!" He smiled, taking the graded paper and looking over it proudly.
"Is that the third perfect score this week?" Noah asked, a smirk on his face at our mates' boldness.
"It is!" She squealed, flashing him her paper.
She had been far more comfortable with all of us lately, but especially Owen, given all the time they were spending together. Every day, after class or on the weekend……
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