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The Date

A story about two best friends who go on a date under a pear tree after years of crushing on one another.

By Burnt BaguettesPublished 3 years ago 4 min read
The Date
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The Date

A story about two best friends who go on a date under a pear tree after years of crushing on one another.

Kennedy and Devon. That’s their names. They made youtube videos together and they both had very big crushes on one another. Devon was twenty-three and a college dropout. Kennedy on the other hand was still in school and he was nineteen. Devon dropped out of college to make youtube videos and Kennedy helps film when he has breaks or once he’s done with school work and homework. Kennedy had pale skin because he hated the sun and when he was in the sun it burnt him instantly and he got red. Kennedy had blond fluffy hair and he was 5”7 on a good day, so 5”6 because he never has good days. Kennedy had bright green eyes. Devon had dark brown skin and brown eyes. He was 6”3 all day every day. Devon’s vision was terrible so he wore glasses when he needed them. He had gotten his head shaved by Kennedy a while back and it had not grown back. They made videos exploring abandoned places teaching people why they should not explore abandoned places. Today’s video was different. Devon was gonna take Kennedy to the first place they made a video. Under a pear tree on the top of a hill. They climbed it and attempted to jump down. Devon made it down safely. Kennedy then jumped on him and they broke their arm and Devon broke his nose because Kennedy jumped right on his face.

“Oh I remember this place,” Kennedy said with a smile. He thought they were just making a video. But Devon was taking him on a date.

“Yeah you broke my nose and your arm,” Devon said with a laugh and he set up the camera and they sat down at the picnic Devon had set up. Kennedy laughed too. They started to do what people do on picnics, eat and talk about random things, if you do something else then it is not a picnic.

“I thought we were filming a video. Why are we up here? I know that was our most popular video, but it sucked a lot. I thought maybe we were gonna explore a cave or something crazy like that. We are sitting on the top of a hill under a pear tree. Having a picnic. And we are eating sushi with french fries and water. That’s very picnic-worthy. What is this all about?” Kennedy asked with a laugh. He had no idea what his best friend was gonna say next. It was for sure gonna surprise him.

“I’m scared to tell you this. But I just want you to listen. I love. Like a lot. When you were one month old and all you would do is scream at me and throw random things at me. And at times you vomited on me. That sucked. Being a four-year-old and your only friend could not speak at all and your only friend was almost five years younger than you. You got older and once you learned to walk and talk you were more tolerable. You could do stuff for yourself and did not depend on me as much. You first started kindergarten when you were five, you had just turned five so I was nine. I remember seeing you around campus and being so happy that you were there. We had the same breaks and I would hang out with you none stop and people my age found that strange, but you were my only friend and really fun to be around. Fast forward a few years and you were thirteen and I was sixteen still and you just became so cute all of sudden. I do not know why. That went on up until I was eighteen. You were fifteen or fourteen and I just lost feeling for you. You developed this horrible attitude from fifteen to eighteen and then I got my feelings back for you. You became cute again and I loved you once more. Your bad attitude was gone and we were friends again and all I’m trying to say is. I love you Kennedy Isaac Miller The Third Twice Removed, no clue why that’s your full name but it is and I love you and I want to go on a date with you,” Devon said with a smile.

“Really? I love you too. For as long as I could remember! Yes, I would love to go on a date with you Demetrius Schlecht (bad in german because his dad is german and that’s what his last name is),” Kennedy said with a smile. Devon laughed and he shook his head. He went by Devon because it was shorter than Demetrius and he did not have a middle name. Then the two of them kissed under the pear tree and just like that the video cut off after Devon kicked the camera with his foot. The camera ended up rolling all the way down the surprisingly steep hill.

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Burnt Baguettes

I like to write sad, dystopian lesbian love stories. That is all you really need in life.

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