L O G A N ♣ The lacrosse team was still celebrating from their huge win against their rival school on the weekend. Logan Kayes, as the captain and the one who had made the winning shot, was receiving most of the attention from his teammates and the cheerleaders alike. The four pivotal members of the lacrosse team and the five main cheerleaders walked into the school at the same time as they often did. They were the group everyone wanted to join, but as they could not, they admired from the sidelines. "Logan, you may be many things, but you are not a loser," Lyndall Kayes proclaimed as she clapped her brother on the back. Two of the most popular students in the school, Logan was the captain of the lacrosse team and Lyndall was head cheerleader. "Thanks, Lynnie." Logan slung his arm around his twin sister's shoulders as they walked to the English building. Logan would rather have stayed outside all day, daring his friends to do stupid things, but unfortunately school contained these stupid things called classes. Logan walked into English alone as none of his friends shared this class with him. It was his only Honours class; Logan was gifted in this topic but often spent the time he should have been spending refining this ability playing sports. He kept his grades up out of fear of being kicked from the lacrosse team; he was the captain, after all, and needed to set a decent example for his teammates. Not too far into the lesson the teacher announced they would be pairing up to write a joint story, each person writing from the perspective of one character. Logan liked to write and he was excited for this project. He soon learned he had been paired up with a girl named Mirabella, who he had never spoken to before but soon identified. He moved to sit beside her, hanging his varsity jacket on the back of his seat. "Hi," he said in his deep British accent. "I'm Logan."