"Hey sweetie, this way!" Logan screamed roughly, though his voice texture was deepened and gritty. He was standing somewhere next to a statue of liberty which depicted an image of a professor holding a student by the hand with a large book on his left hand, and his beard were designed to be very long, reaching his thigh — a pictorial indicator of the eighteenth century. The statue was almost at the center of the school environment and was surrounded by blocks round about, and within the circumlocutionary, is an artificial spring. The beauty of the sight made Logan to love hanging around there whenever he wants to see Danielle or pick her up from school. There he was, calling to her attention the minute he saw her coming out of the school building which led to the library section of the sch
