I don’t remember the walk to school. All I remember is Logan ditching my whimpering ass in the hallway once we got there. Knowing Logan, I’m sure he left me right outside my classroom doorway, but it felt like Siberia to me. Which is why I started to whimper and freak out. And that’s when Colin swooped in to save the day. As Logan ran away, presumably headed to the playground for some fourth-grade “me time” before the first bell, Colin grabbed my hand and led me into my classroom, straight to my new teacher. “Take extra good care of her,” I remember Colin saying to the pretty lady with bright
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