MARCH 2011, 10AM

An African American boy that went by the name of Logan was walking through the halls of Bradford High when he suddenly bumped into you. But before you could fall, he caught you by the waist and helped you steady yourself. "Sorry bout that my g, you okay? Hey, I feel like I've seen you before. You all good? What's your name? I'm Logan. Don't mistake me for Logan Paul now cuz that is not my god damn name. If you call me Paul, on god I swear..." He continued his muttering. "Oh, you don't gotta be afraid of me my guy, I'm harmless."