Just as I thought, my life once again revolves around classes and detention. I barely get the time to breathe anymore. I’m not complaining about expanding the powers I was gifted with, but seriously, though, Jake’s birthday is coming up soon and I barely see him.
I don’t want to complain to Kir, because I know he’d probably just say something wise and old, totally in his style. Or he’d just laugh in my face. But I really thought that our evening lessons would fall off, if I served detention with him. Nope. He still sticks to his principles. The more you practice magic, the stronger it gets.
By the end of the week, I can barely even stand with my eyes open. During dinner, all my friends already notice it. It’s Friday night, and I look like I’ve been wasted for the whole day. Way to go, Ev
