As I lay on my bed, my phone rings. It's Jana. I answer and hold the device to my ear. "Hello?"

"Finally," she groans, "you should really answer my texts. Talking on the phone freaks me out."

"It freaks you out?"

She ignores me. "Something happened between Harrison and Daniel—"

"What," I interrupt her and swiftly sit up.

"Should have answered the texts, you would have known about this much sooner," she scolds me, but I could care less at the moment.

"Just tell me what happened."

I hear her take a deep breath. "Jordan heard from Bradley that Daniel confronted Harrison in the locker room, pushed him against a...