I walk into the elevator with my chaperone and slump back against the cold steel interior, heart thumping through my chest at how Arry will react. Pretty sure he’s going to be crazy mad at me for this one. Another stupid and dangerous situation, even though it wasn’t my fault at all. I know he’s going to yell at me, off the charts explode, and well, after last night, he probably still doesn’t like me very much.

My heart’s pounding through my chest, nerves eating away at me ...