The club - The streetlights had just started to glow down on the bustling crowds of cars flashing by. The night was humid as I walked alongside the open fronted cafes.

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Ryan Stripe 10C

The club

The streetlights had just started to glow down on the bustling crowds

of cars flashing by. The night was humid as I walked alongside the

open fronted cafes. I could taste the sweet smelling perfume on the

tip of my tongue, as I walked briskly passed the warm and vibrant

restaurants.

I was drawing closer to my friends shore side villa. All I had to do

was try to cross the raging road. There was an opening so I hastily

crossed.

I knocked on the door, for Steve. There was no reply. This was unusual

for him because he was usually an active guy around the house. I could

hear music thumping from his second floor, so I shouted out for him

from below. "Hi Alan" he said, as he managed to pop his head out of

the window. "What are you doing up there you got me worried. Come down

and open the door! Then I don't have to shout," I said. He closed the