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Julia wondered if the party was worth all the trouble.

Sure, it was the [i]party[/i] to go but she had her doubts on why the hell the girls on the volleyball team kept inviting her over the last two weeks. No need to befriend the people you'll play with and Julia sure would not try to force her way into a friendship: she wasn't that popular in the team anyway.

Her destination was 10 minutes of driving then, if you deaf enough to hear the loud music you would find a bunch of cars parked, leading you in the right way. But in any, for good or worse, there was Julia in her faithful scooter following her phone's GPS to the mountain.

And after exactly eight minutes of deliberated high speed she stopped in the improvised parking lot next to a gate. She killed the engine, stored her helmet in the underseat storage and set her way into the forest. "Where the people get drunk", she thought and then reprehended herself. Jesus, Julia. No one would get that nerd joke.

After two minutes walking Julia was finally there. There was music, people dancing and even more people moving around--which she made sure to dodge everyone until she could find someone she could call friend.