The Coffin Club
“More than a hundred young goths were anxiously awaiting admittance to the club—twice as long a line as I remembered it being last time. The procession of clubsters, dressed similarly to me (except sporting different-colored streaks, tattoos, piercings, and shoes), wrapped the block like a line at Disney World. I‘d be lucky if I gained entrance before summer break was over.
Frustrated, I began walking toward the end of the line. I was about halfway down the block when I noticed a guy with a cape... and vinyl pants bent over, adjusting his monster boots. I snuck in the space before him and tried to appear inconspicuous. I avoided any trouble by standing with my back to him and gazed at the stars and then a few birds flying above the roof of the club. When the birds began to hover instead of fly off, I realized I‘d spotted a cluster of bats.
How wicked—bats at the Coffin Club!
I checked my watch. Aunt Libby‘s class was going to end in less than an hour, and it appeared that I‘d be spending the time waiting in this never-ending line.MoreLess
Frustrated, I began walking toward the end of the line. I was about halfway down the block when I noticed a guy with a cape... and vinyl pants bent over, adjusting his monster boots. I snuck in the space before him and tried to appear inconspicuous. I avoided any trouble by standing with my back to him and gazed at the stars and then a few birds flying above the roof of the club. When the birds began to hover instead of fly off, I realized I‘d spotted a cluster of bats.
How wicked—bats at the Coffin Club!
I checked my watch. Aunt Libby‘s class was going to end in less than an hour, and it appeared that I‘d be spending the time waiting in this never-ending line.MoreLess
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