The moment the security officers make their way over to us to investigate what is going on, the jocks and the Lycan dispersed and return to their places in the crowd. I take a solid five minutes to scan the crowd to find them and make sure they’re okay, but they are already gone.

While I look around, I hear people whispering and muttering. I can’t make out everything they’re saying, but there is one thing I hear consistently – Shania. They are talking about me. I should have ...