Phoneplay (translation)

Chapter 1 second part: Soccer Game

The party is at its best. Lights of all colors run on the walls and the ceiling, alcohol is flooding in the plastic glasses of the students, the music is so loud that I feel my rib cage vibrating. The evening just started and the mood is already incredible. I like it. I like the kind of parties where the atmosphere is there at the very beginning, the kind of party where we can have fun without drinking a lot of alcohol and being incapable of remembering our own name. Yeah, I really like this kind of party. It's all I love, in fact. This and the sensation I

feel in my chest when I'm in one of those parties. This feeling of freedom, the feeling I'm doing something forbidden. It can seem crazy, but its in these moments that I'm at my best. Ok, I admit that now, I like chatting with my outsider as much as going to parties like this. The really cool thing is that tonight, I'll have both. An insane party and my outsider. "How could it be any better", I'm tempted to say. The soccer team hasn't arrived yet, the players

went to the shower before going to the party. But it shouldn't be any longer now.

And tonight, I am determined to speak with him and, if I have the occasion, see him in all those other students.

I take a look next to me, towards Holly who is sending a text to her stupid boyfriend. I think she wants to invite him to the party, I don't really remember. In fact, I didn't really listened to her when she told me in the car which brang us here. I was already thinking about the party, of all the cigarettes I could smoke and the drinks I could take. Holly puts away her phone and face me with her head reflecting joy. She smiles before catching softly my hand.

-Come on, let's have a drink, she smiled

I follow her to the kitchen where we prepare two shots of Vodka. We cheer, dropping a bit of liquid on the floor, and swallow all at once the inside of our

glasses. The alcohol is so strong that it burns my esophagus and I shake my nose before putting down the glass. I swallow with difficulty and sigh.

-Oh shit, that rocks !

Holly is still drinking the strong liquid. Her forehead wrinkles and her mouth take a strange position. She puts down her glass too, and open again her eyes.

-I forgot it was that strong. It literally burned my throat down!

I can't help but laugh. Holly has never been very resistant to alcohol, neither at its taste. She is more the kind to drink fruit juice, or sodas. I find it really awkward, coming from a girl like her, that she can't drink strong alcohols. She's got tattoos, piercings, an addiction- stronger than mine- for tobacco, some excessive rebel tendancies, we can't imagine she prefers a Fanta over a Whisky-Coke. Holly brings together her platinum, blonde hairs in a messy bun on the top of her head, showing off her neck and her shiny collarbone. Her green eyes sparkles crazily and I have to admit that Jason is very lucky to have her.

Plenty of other guys, way more interesting, comprehensive and gentleman than him, dream to be with Holly. But, I think she's really in love of her stupid thing that is her boyfriend. I look up to the sky while thinking about this while the blonde get back her phone. She seems to read a text and then, smile foolishly.

-Jason can come, we're really going to have fun !