Chapter 17. What is real?

"SECURITY!"

Will's voice resonated through the whole silent hall. All of us were standing there with our mouths agape, taking in Will's cake covered face.

Mia, Caleb, and I snapped out of it when we saw two burly men making their way towards Sophia.

"What the hell?!" I shrieked, running to her, "don't you dare touch her!"

Some man in a red uniform came to Will and quickly handed him a handkerchief. Will snatched it from his hand and wiped the cake and cream away from his face, then, gave me a pointed look.

"I will suggest you stay out of this," he said in a smooth, stern voice.

"Why will we do that?" Mia came to our side, "back off, dude."

Will pinned us with a rage stricken look, "Do you morons even know who you are talking to?"

"Geez, man!" Caleb walked up to us, giving Will a cool look, "we don't care. If you are wrong, accept it and move on."