So what going on here? Brea forced An into a date
BURR'S DATESTORY
When Breanna was 14 years old, she was traded by her sister for two little
boys. Her new sister was Annick. But, see, Brea loved An. She HAD to go out
with her. After months of begging, An finally said, 'Okay, Brahaha, I'll
go.' Under her breath she said, 'Just get me a sedative before
hand.' And so they had a date.
An came to Brea's ex-sister's front door to pick up Brea. Brea ran
upstairs, grabbed her sheet off her bed, shielded her eyes, and wrapped it
around Annick. 'Golly, An,' Brea said, 'I have never seen you as
naked as that. And not when it's so cold out. Golly.' But nonetheless,
An and Brea got on An's camel, Lex. Short for Alexander. He was a very RED
camel.
The two (well, really, three) of them rode around town for a while, and
finally came to a stop at Country Kitchen. They vandalised James's car,
Rosemary's Baby, for a while, and then Hollie's car, Ghetto Charlie. Then
they went inside and told the two that their cars didn't look so good.
They ate raw potatoes and they ran into some hunky pastor's kid. Brea
looked at him and his hair and she said, 'Yummy.' Then he looked at
her and she said, 'Potato. Yummy potato! ' Soon the two girls were
removed from the restaurant for harassing the manager, and they got on
their camel. He made noises like a kitten and then began to run. first with
the two right legs, then with the two left ones. Riding a camel is pretty
bumpy.
An took Brea to the main make-out place in town and they threw popcorn at
lovers whose car windows were down. There they ran into Hol and Al, who
were also throwing food at lovers. The four of them were bored, and they
went down to Perkin's for a date. Then they left because Perkin's is
yucky.
'Let's go to McDonald's,'Al suggested.
'No, they put cow eyeballs in their burgers to hold them
together,'Brea said with a cringe.
'How do you know that?' Hol asked.
'Remember that youth retreat?'
'Ahh.' Hol was a little confuzzled but understood enough.
Anyway, they decided just to go to Hol's house. Al said she had to go home
because she had a class in the morning. She wouldn't tell the other three
what it was and so they wouldn't let her go. They tied her to the kitchen
chair.
The phone rang and it was for Al. 'I'm sorry,' Hol said. 'She's
in the bathroom.' She hung up and giggled at herself. She loved
herself.
They listened to some John Denver records and An cracked up during
'Country Roads.' Nobody understood.
The three girls who weren't tied to anything played strip poker. An lost on
purpose. Brea and Hol, did you know this, both have a fear of nudity in
front of other people. An likes it.
Al went on home and Hol stayed where she was, clinging to her clothes,
curled up in a fetal position. An took Brea to her place, which is what
should happen in everyone's DATESTORY.
What really happened
It's incredible how people (ok... not people... GIRLS) keep
asking me out.. and I keep saying yes. What in the world is going on with
me? I wonder. And when am I planning to stop? God knows...
Who on earth am I dating now? My own sister. Sounds a bit... incestuous,
doesn't it? I thought so too... but then there's no blood link between my
sister and I + I mean.. it's not like anything was gonna happen right? Just
take it like some accompanying my sister to a place... at least that's what
I tried to tell myself.
Breanananananana, my sis, asked me to call her Burr while we were dating...
made me think of 'Burp' and I did have quite some trouble trying not to say
the 'p' at the end... but I managed still. She was in an incredible state
of excitement and I didn't know how to keep her quiet. I thought a slap
might do but then I remembered that would make her even noisier... hmm...
luckily I had a Zozef tape with me and she tried to catch what Nicolas
Ritter was saying in creole.. she also sang along in English and it all
sounded a bit weird but that was a lot better than her never ending
questions.
It was my sis who drove me around. How weird is that? Whatever, I was not
overenthusiastic about being in a car, but she wanted to drive and show me
how she used the key ring I'd given her... that was okay with me as long as
she didn't go too fast and didn't bump into other cars. I have no idea what
she was wearing, I didn't even notice.. ok ok ok.. it was a lot longer than
what *I* was wearing. Isn't it odd that we dress so differently? I had my
super short red skirt(well one of them) and one of my sleeveless tighty
tight lycra tops...
We first went to see Zozef ek so palto larkansiel (sounds like we're fans,
huh?). Brea went for Andrew Lloyd Webber, I went for Nicolas Ritter. *sigh*
Not that I'd go chasing after him... I mean, he IS 'old NR' as my
date had wittily observed. The camel was too funny.It was just killing
me... and the 'Faraon' was another one... he wasn't scared of kitsch, was
he? I got a little more than tired by the end though so when I got out I
had a huge headache. Course, I'd forgotten to take my sunnies with me...
but that was totally Bra ha ha's fault... she kept distracting me and I
forgot a lot of my stuff. So we went to some shop somewhere to get some
mint sweets. They didn't have any sugarless ones so I was stuck with
regular ones. Brea bought some huge ice cream and ate it in the
meantime.
Then she decided she wanted to go play golf... 'alright, we can pretend
it's the Loch Ness down there Brea' and I sat down daydreaming. Too bad
Lesh and Hol weren't there with us... I woulda had a swearing contest with
Lesh... At some point I started imagining Brea on a tricycle... that was SO
funny! I didn't tell her though.. I didn't want to hurt her feelings, you
know. Miz Bob tried to teach me golf too but after a few...
kicks/shots/strikes/whatever she called it, she realised trying any further
could be dangerous... coz I was SO good at aiming...
After the lovely golf lesson (from which I came back incredibly more
instructed) we went home... I had a look at Albert and played with him some
before kinda putting Brea to sleep and escaping while she was sleeping.
23.02.2002. --->16:07
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