"Come on, David. It'll be fun!" Insisted one of David's friends. "I don't know, man... I have a lot of stuff to study..." Replied David, still reluctant about that party all his friends had been talking about lately. "What? What about your youth, my friend? One day you will wake up, see the sun and hear the birds..." And here we go again, that guy who was studying philosophy though he was Cervantes. "Alright alright! I'll go, but shut up!" Said David. A shower and a change of clothes later and he was ready to go. "And where did you say this party was?" Asked David as they drove out of the college. "Not far from here. At Marco's house. Have you ever been there?" Asked Mike, one of his friends. "Nah... But I heard about him. That guy is really trying hard to be the focus of attention." Said David looking through the window. "Well, I don't care. As long there is booze and women, I don't give a fuck about who the hell that guy is." Replied some other guy David didn't knew, but happened to be the friend of a friend, so go figure. "There we are!" Said cheerfully the driver as they parked close to the stereotyped American house; green lawn, white picked fence, made of wood, light brown colors... It seemed directly taken from a movie. "Ohhhh yeah! Come on, PAAAAAARTYYYY!!!!" That unknown guy was really up to this. Once in the inside the ambiance couldn't be better. There was as much women as men, the music was loud and it seemed that there was beer and booze whatever you looked. It wasn't that David didn't liked this, but he really needed to study, so after seeing how the driver was already drinking his second beer, he figured out he would be returning to the college on bus... Or on foot. Well, a couple of rounds and I'll leave, though David as he looked around, so clumsy he ran into a girl. "Oh, sorry."