Chapter 2 second part

After the lecture, I go to the library to once again add to my collection of textbooks, just on the way I meet my neighbor Tanya.

" Zhenya, why are you so gloomy? Are you offended by our handsome man?"

"Are you talking about the evil French teacher Peter Alexandrovich?" I think he's crazy, but others admire him.

"He's so sexy, a real man!"

"What do you mean? Tanya, he's such a jerk!" I'm trying to sober her up.

"So what! But so sexy, I think I've got a crush on him!" She declares, and we leave the Institute, I see our professor.

Where did he get such an expensive car? Black Bentley looks simply stunning, all passers-by do not take their eyes off the owner.

"Good-bye, Pyotr Alexandrovich!" My friend shouts, and I immediately want to hide behind her, as he smiles slyly.

"See you soon, girls!" He looked at me sideways, wanting to tear me to shreds. We've had a bad relationship since the first day we met. It's good that he got behind the wheel and immediately left.

"And you say, demon. He must be so rich! It is necessary to have so many advantages!" My friend never stopped praising him, although i didn't notice anything special about his pompous personality. On the contrary, more vanity and arrogance.

" Okay, while you're admiring our professor, I'd better go home, I still have a task in linguistics to do!"

" Wait, Zhenya, will you miss the most important student party?" She said, walking with me to the hostel.

"No, that's without me! I know your parties. Drinking, sex, fighting! I'm an exemplary girl, and I came to study! "

"Oh, Sinitsina! There will just be dancing! If you don't come with us, I swear I'll be mad at you! You're my friend now!" She objects and we go into the building.A happy Ksyusha runs up to us, who missed the last lecture to see her boyfriend.

" Zhenya won't go to a student party!" Tanya said in a rather sad tone.

"So, Why would that be? You'll still have time to cram all the textbooks?!" Ksyusha looks at me, and I have already opened the door to our room.

" Girls, did you see how this Peter looks at me? If I don't do this damn translation of the text, I'll get a bad grade!"

" Oh, the beginning of the year, nothing will happen! Zhenya, please! Look, I'll borrow my dress!" She takes a shiny gold dress with straps out of the bag, which Tanya admires.

"What a beauty!"

"Okay, I agree! What time do I have to go?" I say in a tired voice, and sit down on the bed.

" So the disco starts at seven o'clock in the evening, but if you can't manage it, come an hour later! See You Later, Zhenya!" They run away, still giggling.

"Hey, wait, what's the name of the club?" I asked them.

" Olmera!"

***

The translation was so difficult that I could have fallen asleep over the book. It's time to get ready for the party! Well, of course, I'm late again. I stand in front of the mirror and admire the dress. It is so Frank that it takes your breath away. And then I remember the names of the club.

"Ollero? No, Orero!Yes, that's right, Orero!"

Evening Moscow is a real mystery, but the city of lights attracts at first glance. Maybe the girls were right, I need to dance a little and relax. I wish this was how I'd planned to end the evening. I should have listened to my inner voice and just stayed home.

The road took about half an hour, I did not know that this club is located almost at the very end of Moscow. I pay the taxi driver and go outside. A big three-story building that looks like it's going crazy. Music and a lot of drunk young people. Only no one is allowed inside. I dial Tanya on her mobile, but she doesn't answer, and it was the same with Ksenia's phone. Well done girls, there's nothing to say. I approach the security guard and want to go to the club, but he stops me.

" Girl, this is a private event! Do you have an invitation?"

" My friends are waiting for me! They just don't answer the phone!" I am surprised by this behavior and he points at the taxi.

" My advice to you, go home! It's very dangerous here! "

Then a couple of people come up to him and start swearing.

" We reserved a table here!"

" This is a private party! " The guard tries to explain to them.

And I took advantage of the opportunity to slip into the building unnoticed. It was dark and there was a subdued neon light. Music with notes of infernal madness. Girls dance naked on the dance floor, I do not see the usual youth. Everything is wrapped in lust. I'm rushing around as if I've wandered into a dark forest, when a hand touches my elbow.

" Good evening! Are you lost?" I'm looking at a man in an expensive suit with a folder in his hand, probably an administrator.

" Yes, I can't find my friends! Can you help?"

"With pleasure," he said with a devilish laugh …