"Logan Carson?" "Present." The teacher slides her small, thin-framed glasses up the bridge of her nose as she squints at the fluorescent piece of paper, as if not believing what is says. "I'm sorry, but there must be a mistake. It says here your in the Cancer Zodiac Nation." I bite the inside of my lip, unsure whether I should answer, as I raise the back of my hand so that she can see the Nation Emblem on the back of my hand. "Actually, Miss. I am." ~~~~~~~All Rights Reserved