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Thursday afternoon in school, but ultimately decided not to – at least not before talking to Logan about it. And Stacy, sensing Laura’s decision, thankful y didn’t press the subject.
    Sunday evening, just as Laura was about to go to bed, her mom informed her that since there have been no new developments in finding the rogue animal, she was going to drive her to school in the mornings from now on. Laura had no problem with that, and didn’t protest.
    On the drive to school on Monday, Laura found herself wondering if she’d see Logan that day. She needed to talk to him. And the sooner it happened, the better it was for the both of them.
    Since her mother had to get to work in the morning as wel , Laura arrived at school wel before her usual time. As she walked by her locker, hearing the echo of her steps bouncing around the empty hal way, she shivered involuntarily and hurried on. Memories from what happened there last week flashed in her mind, but she shoved them down harshly. She didn’t want to stir up any repressed emotions. And the further away she was from this spot, the better.
    She entered her first period math class, and found that she was the first to arrive. Mrs. Mil burn looked up from her desk to frown at Laura, but otherwise didn’t comment. Laura sat in her seat, and waited for the rest of class to fil up.
    Half an hour later, the last students were rushing through the door. And stil , there was no sign of Logan. Laura hoped that she wasn’t responsible for his absence, after what she said that day. Or, worse yet, that the animal had gotten to him. Although after the display against Brady and his friends, Laura doubted he had trouble taking care of himself. Which, again, was what made everything about him so weird
    – the type of calm confidence he had displayed facing the bul ies went at odds with the other way he acted otherwise.
    The second bel rang, announcing the start of class. Mrs. Mil burn came to the front of the room, and greeted everyone with an effusive “Good-morning.”
    Laura sighed. It looked like Logan wasn’t here today, either.
    Just then, the door at the front of the room opened, and a tal man Laura didn’t recognize stepped in. His head was held high, and a sleek black trench coat sat on his shoulders, opened to the chest to show a vibrant red shirt underneath. His straight, dark hair was combed back and up, and… wait. Laura rubbed at her eyes, thinking they were deceiving her. Was that Logan ?
    “Sir, I don’t know what would possess you to interrupt, but as you can see, I’m in the middle of teaching my class,” Mrs. Mil burn began. Then her eyes widened, when she realized what Laura had realized herself. It was Logan . “Ah – ahem. Mr. Sutherby? If you would, ah, take your seat, we can continue.” That was it. No reprimanding him for being late, no demand for an apology or excuse. Mrs. Mil burn never acted that way.
    Logan nodded to her, and walked towards his seat. Strutted towards his seat was more like it. He walked with shoulders swinging grandly, and made strong eye contact with everybody on his way. Wel , then. Laura had certainly not been expecting this . As he passed her, their eyes locked, and whispered in a stage-whisper – a loud whisper –
    “We’l talk after class.” Everybody around her heard, but nobody dared comment. Laura just nodded quickly. Satisfied, Logan walked on.
    And it wasn’t just his manner of dress or his hairstyle that was different, Laura realized. His milkysmooth skin had also become more vibrant. It was stil white, but shone with a renewed vigor. Laura al owed herself to peek back at him as he sat down. His body language was completely different. He leaned back comfortably in his chair, shoulders and arms spread wide. He wasn’t afraid to take up space anymore. And with his hair style up like that, it looked almost a crown. A black, thorny crown belonging to a king. Most of al , though, Laura thought that Logan looked