The blaring music deafened Daniel, leaving him feeling slightly adrift without the aid of his hearing to get his bearings. He wondered why he had decided to come in the first place, and then he remembered: Sophie. It didn't matter that she currently seemed to hate him, something about Mike's attention towards her made him feel uneasy, and he felt an overwhelming urge to protect her.
Yeah, like my good intentions have paid off, he grumbled to himself. Tom had vanished off with some chick to one of the numerous bedrooms upstairs, and Sophie was probably with Mike. Still, the evening wasn't a total waste - several girls had flirted with him, and even if he wasn't genuinely interested, he had to admit it gave him a nice ego boost.
Feeling useless and somewhat stupid standing around doing nothing, Daniel decided to make his way to the kitchen to get a drink. Asking someone the way, he found the wall and began to follow it out into the entrance hall, and then walked straight until he found the kitchen table. Someone offered to pour for him, and drink in hand, he headed back out, when he heard a familiar voice coming from a side room. It was Mike, and from the sound of things, he was surrouned by his usual posse of idiots.
Daniel continued on, determined to ignore his rival when he heard Sophie's name mentioned. He paused, curious about what Mike had to say.
"Dude, nice work, scoring with Sophie. She's smoking," came the congratulatory tone of one of Mike's buddies.
"Yeah man! I mean, that tight little ass in that miniskirt of hers, those legs, those tits..." added another.
"Promise me you're gonna nail that," came a third.
Daniel felt his stomach tighten. How dare those bastards talk about Sophie like she was some piece of meat.
It didn't surprise him though. After all, he couldn't honestly say he expected more from these guys. Then came Mike's reply:
"Totally dude. I mean, she's only the hottest little pricktease in the school, but I'm going to cure her of that. I bet she'll give it up easily too, you should see the way she looks at me, it's like she's begging for it."
He laughed, a lecherous, arrogant laugh, and his cronies followed suit.
Daniel couldn't stand it anymore. His rage had reached immense proportions, and he longed to barge in and deliver a stunning knockout blow straight to Mike's smug face. As tempting as the idea seemed, he thought the better of it - one blind guy versus a group of buff but brainless guys probably wouldn't end well for him.
Regardless, he couldn't do nothing about what he had just heard, especially since it confirmed his worst fears about Mike. The thought of him defiling Sophie made Daniel physically sick. He didn't want to disturb Tom, so he decided to do the next best thing: go straight to Sophie, and tell her everything he had just heard. Surely then she would see why she shouldn't be with Mike, even if she wouldn't consider being with him.
