Eugene revved the motorcycle in his garage, still working, the engine stuttered then began to mumble the sound a motorcycle makes when it's about to be used, Eugene fitted his helmet on and opened the automatic garage door, lifted the stand and drove out of the property.
The party was a few blocks away, he liked parties as much as the next man, it's a chance to be sociable with people from your school, he, however, did not like parties to the extent of a silly girl.
A few minutes down the road and he appeared at the school gate, another car was pulled up at the entrance and three people stood at the door, Aaron, Lila and Ramona, not his best friends but he knew them.