Beginning.
At 7.30 in the evening he said his good bye to his mum and said, “Don’t expect me home until tomorrow, sometime mum.”
“Ok, hun. Have fun tonight, and don’t get drunk,” his mum responded; turning from the work she was doing on the family’s computer.
He walked out of the house and caught the bus to Central 6 Plaza and walked the two miles to the district where the party was being held and rang Sandra; the friend who had invited him to the party. She was known as a Goth in school; this was due to the clothes and the makeup she wore, which where black and white.