Chapter 6: (Part 4)

LOGAN'S POINT OF VIEW:

I sighed and sat down on the ground and leaned my head against the door.

An hour later it was ten o'clock. And the mansion was too quiet for me to handle. Francesca refused to come out and I wasn't quite sure why.

I opened up my eyes to hear the sound of wheels coming down the hall. "Logan, what are you still doing here?"

"Unfortunately Charles? I'm not exactly sure."

"Why are you sitting out here?" Charles asked, folding his hands when he came within distance of me.

"I have no clue." I pointed at the closed door. "New girl refuses to let me in."

"Good or a bad thing?" He asked, arching an eyebrow.

I shrugged my shoulders. "She's locked the door somehow and I can't tear down the door like I want to."

Charles shook his head and sighed, "Well, if she was trying to get out of going to school...she's done so." Charles turned his wheelchair around and wheeled away.

I sighed and knocked on the door. "Francesca, you don't have to go to school today, just please, open up the door."