Make Your Way 6, Schulbuch mit Audio-CD und CD-ROM

Read the following extract from the story “Lorraine goes to Livingston”, adapted from the book “Ecstasy” by Irvine Welsh, author of “Trainspotting”. Before you read the text, tick the best explanation for each word or phrase below. Then quickly read the text to see if you were right. 7 chill-out zone the bar a place to rest and relax between dances the toilets Y-fronts pockets underpants a belt with secret pockets E a kind of beer a kind of fast food (express food) Ecstasy tablets the pill was kicking in the pill was hurting him the pill was making him get violent the pill was starting to have an effect he wasn’t down about it he wasn’t sad he wasn’t angry he wasn’t interested In the club they went straight to the chill-out zone. Martin hit the bar and bought two fizzy mineral waters. It was dark and Glen pulled a small green plastic bag out of his Y-fronts. It con- tained four pills with a Playboy bunny stamped on them. They swallowed one each and washed them down with water. Three girls sat down close to them. Glen was equally quick to leave Martin and hit the dance-floor. These Es were good, but unless you started dancing straight away, you would sit around talking in the chill-out zone all night. Glen had come to dance. He skirted the busy dance-floor and quickly came across Lorraine and her friend. Glen danced a discreet distance away. He recognised two of the new American Jungle songs – “Dem” by Ninjaman– sliding into Wayne Marshall’s “G Spot”. Lorraine and her friend Yvonne were up there. Glen watched them dancing with each other, Lorraine blocking out all the world, focussing on Yvonne, giving her friend everything. God, for just a bit of that attention, he thought. Yvonne, though, was more disengaged, further away, taking in the whole scene. That was how it seemed to Glen. His pill was kicking in, and the music, which he had had a resistance to, was getting in to him from all sides, surging through his body in waves, defining his emotions. Before, it had seemed jerky and disjointed, it was pushing and pulling at him, irritating him. Now, he was going with it, his body bubbling and flowing. All the joy of love for everything good was in him, though he could see all the bad things in Britain; in fact, this twentieth- century urban blues music defined and illus- trated them more sharply than ever. Yet, he wasn’t scared and he wasn’t down about it; he could see what needed to be done to get away from them. It was the party; he felt that you had to party, you had to party harder than ever. It was the only way. It was your duty to show that you were still alive. Politics meant 12 Nur zu Prüfzwecken – Eigentum des Verlags öbv