Andy looks around him as he enters the room already filled with lots of people he hasn't seen once in his life.

"Come on, don't be shy." Bender says and pushes him forward . So this is the real party Bender was talking about. Booze, girls , smoke and… even more booze. It's not that different from the parties he and his friends attends, only that it seems a bit wilder. He can't resist the urge to glance over his shoulder every little while just to make sure no one is going to stab him in the back.

"Oh, sorry man." A girl who looks like she is making a great effort to keep her body balance apologies after spilling half of her glass on his shirt.

"Yeah , don't worry." He mumbles. Maybe he should be more worried about what's in front of him, than behind.

"OK everyone!" Bender claps his hand to get people's attention. After every head turns to him, he smiles satisfied.

"This is our special guest. " Andy rolls his eyes in embarrassment . Bender notices , but ignores it. "I'll have to ask you to go soft on him. Andy is a good boy and he's over sentimental . He feels insulted by every little , insignificant thing , so I don't want any of you to hurt his feelings ." He turns to Andy who's only response is a deadly glare and then adds as an afterthought.

"And yes , he wears tights. Thanks for you attention."

"Have fun Andy." He taps his shoulder in a friendly manner and walks away with the girl that spilled her beer on Andy. Although he would never say it out loud , he has to admit the music is pretty awesome. You can't really dance to its rhythm, but you can surely have a great time only listening to it . Hesitantly and with maximum caution he sits himself down on a rather ragged couch and title his head back.

"Are you having fun?"

"Its you." Andy states with minimal interest. But the girl doesn't seem like she gives a damn.

" Can I sit down?" She asks.

"You already did."

"Do you have a problem with that?" She lifts her eyebrows and crosses her arms at her chest.

"No, I just hope you don't have any beer glass in your hand anymore.. "

"Hmmm." She growls and takes a drag off of her cigarette. Andy's gaze falls on her big curly brown hair. She looks Afro, but she is certainly not. Her lips are way too thin and skin is rather pale. Andy also notices her outfit. Bright acid, skinny jeans , a black shirt , covered by a denim jacket , laced fingerless gloves and ankle boots.

" What's your name?" He asks trying to start a conversation. As the girl looks at him, he notices her heavy eyes make up.

"You could care less, I know what you're doing. You're trying to avoid the awkward silence between two people sitting on a couch , who don't have nothing to say to each other. She pauses and glance at him. "Right?"

Andy opens his mouth to speak, but she beats him at it. " Shawna" She says with a smile and outstretches her hand. He grabs it and shakes it.

"Andy."

"Yeah, I know . So, its true you wear tights ? Andy rolls his eyes to the point that it hurts.

" Yeah. What's your vice?"

"My vice?" She questions placing her palm on her chest , looking really confused.

"Yeah, my vice are tights , what's yours? " Shawna's eyes shifts from one side to the other.

" OK, forget it. "

" Cats. "

" What about them?"

"My vice. I like to steal cats from my neighbors. They don't treat the poor animals like they should, anyway. " For a couple of seconds the two just stare at each other and the only sound that breaks the silence is the background music.

" School's out for summer, school's out forever

School's been blown to pieces"

"OK, have fun." She finally says and gets to her feet. Andy breaths out relaxed. Maybe this party isn't so bad, after all. Good music, good drinks , people are a bit weird , but he can deal with them.

He nearly jumps off the couch as a loud boom is heard . He spun around and hisses through gritted teeth:" Bender."