They were low. They wouldn’t be if I could kick the crap out of Logan, but I’d promised my dad a long time ago that I wouldn’t fight at school. And with all the recent evil ninja problems, I couldn’t risk holes in my cover. I booked it out of class, hoping to make it to the front and knowing I wouldn’t. I took the less convenient staircase by the art rooms. Maybe I’d get lucky if I stayed away from the gym. “There he is!” a group of Logan’s cronies yelled as I rounded the corner near the front entrance. I turned around and headed down the nearest hall. The hardwood floors boomed under my feet. Students cursed as I pushed them out of my way. “Tosh! Wait!” Amy had found me. I didn’t want her involved, but she was following me. I grabbed her hand and pulled her along, since she wasn’t keeping up. “I heard what happened!”“I bet you did.” When we got to a hall intersection, another group of Loganites found us, so I dashed the other direction. This wouldn’t last long.
