Arriving to the dance as on time as possible Shelby was dressed in his usual formal attire. He was sufficiently baked for the occasion and ready to party. He and a few of the boys were standing near the punch table, checking out the room. His hands were stuffed in the front pockets of his jeans and he was moving slightly with the music, just chilling.

"She's looking good tonight." He smirked, nudging one of his buddies in the side, and motioning towards a hot brunette on the dance floor. He turned halfway to grab a snack from the table behind him. He tried to keep his eye on the brunette and not watching where he was going bumped into the arm of someone next to him.

"Oh shit sorry." He apologized quickly before even turning the rest of the way around to see who it was.