Chapter Thirty-Four: Moving onto better things

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Tbh I'm still a little iffy about this story. I don't know if I'll have enough time to finish it or if I will finish this story for that matter. After this book I planned on writing the spinoff of inexperienced but I might start on that and quit this. I'm not sure though so keep your fingers crossed and hold on to your hats! With that said, what are we waiting for? Let's Gooooo!!!

Song: She's so gone By: Naomi Scott

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Training has finally ended! Oh I was so happy when I took the exam and they told me I passed. I never have to go through that personal hell ever again. But it's like I walked out of one and straight into another. Now the training with Jack begins. Someone kill me now.

"Congratulations," Zemke says and hugs me. I laugh as he twirls me around.

"Thank you," I tell him and sneak him a kiss. Zemke and I have surprisingly become close over the last couple of weeks. No complaints.

"Celebrate tonight?" I ask him but I already know the answer.

"Sorry, you know boss man has me working most of the time. Tonight is one of those nights. Maybe tomorrow?" He asks and I smile. Zemke has been working many late hours, which has given us barely any time to hang out, but I'll take what I can get.

"Sure. I just wish he didn't make you work so much," I mumble and he leans down and places a quick kiss on my lips and then the tip of my nose.

"Me too. Now we should get going."

"Alright. Alright." I sigh and give him one last kiss before we head off.

"So how did it go?" Jack asks me as we enter his office. Surprisingly Jack and I are on friendly terms. I can't help but wonder how long it will last.

"It went ok," I say nonchalantly.

"Just ok?" He asks.

"I flipping passed!!!" I exclaim.

"You did?!"

"Hey, don't act so surprised." I pout.

"Can you blame me?" He asks.

"No," I say with a smile he returns.

"Congratulations my lil pup," he mockingly coos and I blush, as I remember how he came up with the nickname.

"Whatever," I mumble, a part of me enjoys the praise.

"Where's Samuel?"

"He's out running an errand." Jack says as his eyes go back to the computer screen.

"Awe I really wanted to tell him." I sigh, wishing I could tell Sam as well.

"Really, since when did the two of you get along?" Jack asks.

"What jealous?!" I tease. He just rolls his eyes.

"Why would I be. What does he have that I should be jealous of?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?" I ask seriously. Jack stops typing and looks at me. I smile innocently and turn.

"Well I'm off to bed. Notify me when Sam gets here," I yawn.

"Good idea, getting rest. For my lessons in the future, you're going to need it." He smiles mischievously.

"What does that mean?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?" He smirks when he sees the annoyance on my face and goes back to what he was doing.

"So annoying," I murmur.

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