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wait, I have a better idea. Why don’t you go back and see how Mr. Morse is making out? Perhaps you can help fill him in on the syllabus and answer any questions he might have about the material.”
    “Oh!” I felt a flutter. “Okay. Sure.”
    I turned and hurried straight past my desk and all the others. Sliding open the big door just a smidge, I slipped through. Logan was bent over his textbook, but he looked up when he heard the squeak of the door.
    “Bailey!” he said. “Hi.”
    “Hi.” I perched on the edge of the other stool at his lab table. “I finished early, so Mr. Ba said I should come back here and hang out.” Okay, that wasn’t exactly what he’d said. But it was what came out of my mouth. Besides, I doubted Logan actually needed my help getting up to speed in bio. He was practically born and bred to be a whiz in any science class.
    “Cool.” Logan pushed away the textbook and ran a hand through his hair. “I need a break from this stuff anyway.”
    “Yeah, I bet it can be tricky trying to figure out exactly where we are compared to your old school.”
    “It’s not just that.” Logan sighed and shot me a look. “See, biology isn’t really my thing. Every time I try to understand it, my mind just goes all mushy.”
    “What?” This didn’t compute. “But you—I mean . . .” Suddenly I realized what he must be talking about. “Oh, wait. What are you, more of a chemistry guy? Or physics, like your mom?”
    “Nope.” He shrugged. “I know it’s weird, what with my parents and all. But I’m just not really into science.” He shot me his lopsided smile. “I think it’s really cool that you’re so into it, though.”
    That was sweet. But I was too stunned to take it in just then.
    He didn’t seem to notice my shock. “I guess I just don’t have the kind of mind that works that way, you know?” he said. “I’m way better at English, history—that kind of stuff.” He shrugged. “I actually do pretty well in those classes. You know—just so you don’t think I’m a total idiot.”
    “I don’t think that,” I said quickly.
    My mind was spinning. Ever since I’d heard about his parents, I’d assumed he was like me, at least in that one very important way. That science was what the two of us had in common. That our common interests might possibly be the source of those sparks. A meeting of the minds or something.
    Now? I wasn’t sure what to think.
    Before I could figure it out, the sliding door slid open a bit. I looked up, expecting it to be Mr. Ba. Instead, I was surprised to see Megan slipping her curvy form through the small opening.
    “What happened?” I blurted out. “Did you give up?”
    Megan laughed, tossing her head so her luscious red waves danced around her shoulders. “Don’t be silly, Bailey. I finished early, just like you.”
    “You—you did?” That was a first. Megan wasn’t normally a star student in bio. Far from it, actually.
    But I wasn’t too worried about Megan’s newfound science smarts. I was still focused on Logan’s confession. This changed everything. Didn’t it?
    Megan slid a stool over to join us. The lab tables were meant for two people, so we all ended up sort of squished together, with Logan in the middle.
    “So how’s it going?” Megan asked him. “Is Bailey helping you get caught up? She’s, like, the smartest person in the class, so you can trust what she tells you.”
    “Yeah, she’s been great.” Logan flashed me a smile.
    Megan leaned on the table, chin in her hand and green eyes focused on Logan. “So Ling tells me you’ve lived all over the world, Logan.”
    “Yeah, she was asking me about that in English class,” he said.
    “Oh, right.” I suddenly remembered that Ling had English third period. “I forgot she’d be in your class. I would’ve told you to look for her.”
    “She found me,” Logan said. “She’s really friendly.”
    “Yeah, she’s cool.” Megan played with the ends of her hair.