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checked the paper. “It says Garcia, room twelve?”
    “Cool! That’s my homeroom.” Matt offered him a fist bump. “Simone’s, too.”
    “And mine,” Megan put in quickly.
    Logan glanced at me. “What about you, Bailey?”
    “Me?” I stared at him uncertainly. “What about me?”
    Simone giggled and poked me in the shoulder. “Snap out of it, Myers!” She tilted her head and smiled at Logan. “You’ll have to forgive Bailey. She’s so smart that sometimes her brain doesn’t compute our lowly human language.”
    The others chuckled, and I forced a smile. But inside I was cringing. Great. Now Logan was going to think I was some kind of supernerd snob on top of everything else.
    “Uh, I was just wondering what homeroom you’re in,” Logan told me, his smile wavering slightly. “Are you with us in room twelve?”
    “No, she’s in nineteen with me.” Ling checked her watch. “Speaking of which, Bailey, we’d better get over there. Mr. Chance will flip his lid if I’m late one more time, and I have better things to do than sit in detention this afternoon. See you soon, Logan. Later, guys.”
    “Yeah, uh, bye,” I mumbled, turning to follow her.
    “Later, Bailey,” Logan said. “You too, Ling.”
    As soon as we rounded the corner, Ling glanced over at me. “So you and Simone were right—he’s interesting .” That was one of her favorite words. It meant she hadn’t made her mind up yet about Logan, though she was intrigued enough to pay attention. “So what did you guys talk about when he came into the deli yesterday?”
    “I don’t know.” My mind felt numb as I stumbled along next to her. I’d hoped the sparks thing from yesterday had just been a fluke, but if anything it had been even worse just now. “Not that much. He wasn’t there very long.”
    “Too bad.” Ling pursed her lips thoughtfully. “We should get him to sit with us at lunch. Then we can get the scoop.”
    I gulped. If Logan sat with us at lunch, I wasn’t sure the butterflies in my stomach would allow me to eat. . . .
    Wait. What was wrong with me, anyway? So one cute guy had smiled at me a few times—that was no reason to go all fuzzy-headed and goofy. Especially today, with that important bio test coming up. That test was something that could affect my entire future, unlike some guy who barely knew I existed.
    That thought snapped me out of it, at least mostly. Doing my best to forget about Logan, sparks, and any related silliness, I followed Ling into homeroom.

ChapterFour
    I ’d almost forgotten about Logan by the time the bell rang to end first period.
    Okay, not really. But I was trying to forget about him. Watching him chat with my friends that morning, I’d realized something. If he’d moved around as much as he said, he was probably used to being nice to everyone so he could make friends quickly at each new school. I shouldn’t assume the way he’d acted with me was anything special—that I was any different from anyone else he’d ever met. Or that he was feeling any of those crazy sparks-like feelings that kept plaguing me.
    It was hard to remember that, though, when I saw him coming out of a classroom across the hall. He spotted me at the same moment.
    “Bailey! Hey!” he called, raising a hand in greeting.
    He hurried over and fell into step beside me. “Hi, Logan,” I said, doing my best to sound casual and normal. “How’s it going so far?”
    “Not too bad. Survived first period okay.” He pulled his schedule out of his back pocket and consulted it. “I’ve got art next. What about you?”
    “I have art too.” My heart gave a little leap. Stupid heart! Hadn’t it heard anything I was just thinking? “Um, I can show you where it is if you want,” I added.
    “Cool, thanks.” He leaned a little closer, nudging my shoulder lightly with his. “It’ll be nice to have a friendly face in there. I didn’t know a soul in geometry.”
    Okay, the sparks were back, big-time. I couldn’t