Kevin was extremely pissed off. Less than thirty seconds after Kayla had left, he had been dragged out of his house by some people he vaguely knew from his class to this ridiculous club in some place he knew nothing about. That was his fault, he supposed. If he got out more, he might have known where this place was at least.

Inside the club, Kevin had to do everything in his power to keep himself from covering his ears with his hands. The volume of the music was horribly high, making him feel the distinct urge to run back the way he came. All too soon, the group began dancing and Kevin was forced to join in. Soon, however, when he was sure that nobody was paying him any attention, he slowly moved away from them all, went out of the building and stood in some corner behind it. He took out a smoke from his pocket, lit it and puffed on it. If anyone asked, he could just say that he'd found a really hot girl and had gotten... carried away. He decided to stay there until they left.