1 - Sleep All Day, Party All Night.

I found myself there into the crowd, wanting to finally get out of that filthy nightclub. TJ, my best friend, had asked me to go with him, and I finally gave in. It wasn't my place, at all. I mean, I don't smoke, or drink, or take drugs. Unlike most of those present. TJ was already slightly drunk, flirting with a girl. I decided to make my war until the bar, and drink something. I was melting from the heat that was in that den.

"A can of Coke." I ordeder to the barmaid, a busty woman in her twenties, stuffed into a lycra dress.
She looked at me strangely, took the can and gave it to me. "Three dollars."
"The fuck?" I said to myself. "Three dollars for a fucking can of Coke?" I searched my wallet in every pocket of my pants, without finding it. "Fuck. I've lost my wallet."
"No money, no Coke, sweetheart." Said the busty chick, taking away the can.

I let out a sigh, and escaped to a more solitary corner of the place. Leaning against a wall, I checked the time on my mobile phone - at least it hadn't been stolen. 2:00 AM. Then, in the distance, my eyes came upon a girl who quickly caught my attention: clad in a black short dress and fishnet stockings, she was skinny, a bit shorter than me, and her hair was long, straight and dark. I returned to raise my gaze to her face, and found her eyes fixed on mine. The girl looked both ways, and then started walking towards me. So I looked away from her, to not look that creep, until she came to where I was.

"Hey." She greeted me. "I think this belongs to you." Confused, I looked down and, into her pale hands, I saw my wallet.
"Yeah! Where did you found it?" I asked, surprised, as I took it from her hands.
"Well... you see those girls?" She pointed out three girls, typical preppy girls. "They found your wallet... into your pocket."
"What the...?" Was all I could say.
"Yeah, Michelle, the blonde one, wants to buy a new expensive dress but she doesn't have enough money, so..." She smiled sarcastically, leaving the sentence unfinished.

"And how do you know that?" I asked, rising an eyebrow.
"Well... they're my friends." She answered, saying sarcastically the word 'friends'.
"Huh, would you let me buy you a drink, or something?" I said, trying to break the ice.
"Thanks but no, I think I'm leaving right now..." She denied, sighing. "I can't take anymore this shitty music."
"What about your friends?" I wanted to gain time, that girl was like the only angel in this hell. "Will you leave them here alone?"
"I don't give a fuck." She smiled, shrugging. "They'll stay here until Michelle collects the necessary money."

"Will I see you again?" Said I, before she left.
"Yeah, I guess, now that I'm officially moved to Scranton." She paused, taking a look I suposse to her three 'friends'. "So nice to meet you..."
"Josh... Balz." I smiled as she did so.
"Okay, so, Josh, see you. And warn that boy about those three sluts." The girl turned and disappeared into the crowd.

I looked forward and saw TJ dancing with that Michelle chick. "Fuck. TJ!"

Hi! I hope you like this fic, it's being written on the march so I don't know how long it'll be. And sorry if I commit any grammatical error, but my first language is Spanish, and I can't write English perfectly. -Alex Sykes.