CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Closing my locker, I was heading to cross country practice Thursday when Logan came up behind me and threw his arm around my shoulder. He hooked it around my neck and pulled me so I was walking sideways as he kept going straight. He flashed me a smile. “Hey there, sister dear.”
I rolled my eyes, but grinned back. Hitting him in the chest, I asked, “What are you doing?”
“Did you hear the news?”
“That you’re awesome? That’s old. Duh.”
He stopped and people streamed around us. No one complained about our abrupt stop, but this was Logan. No one complained about anything that had to do with him. If they did, they made sure he couldn’t hear it. Since we had come back from seeing Mason, the old joking side of him had returned. Everyone took notice. He’d been serious before t
