Microfiction

He didn't look anything like she expected. I thought as I walked into the restaurant of my friends’ choice. Speeding backward 2 weeks I’ll fill you in on my unfortunate back break of a life. Coming out of high school I had thought I had the world at my feet and everything was falling right into place. I had a great scholar ship to Boston University for lacrosse, my grades were just at a 95 average and I had my 5 closest friends with me by my side for most of my school life as I remember. Most importantly to me though was the guy I met my freshmen year of high school, Aaron Samuels. As I saw it I thought I had met my soul mate at the age 15 and nothing was going to change that. I and he were attached at the hip best friends next to falling in love with each other. Racing through the four years of high school came the day I never planned out in my future, losing him. He got the letter in the mail of acceptance of a California Collage way across the country and that of coarse meant a great long distance between us, me and Aaron had never been more than a weekend apart from each other now we were planning out thousands of miles. We decided that starting new lives without each other would be out of the best choice and we would soon move on and think of us as a great memory. As telling you before I had 5 very close best friends, where my story begins is with my friend Jillian. I and Jillian one night of watching our sappy love movies brain stormed a great idea; she was going to set me up on a blind date with her boyfriend’s friend Matt. Knowing Jillian she has always dated the crazy kind of guy and her boyfriend was sure one of the out there type of guys. Not knowing if I should really go through with the plan I finally gave in after all the pleading she began to do and I braced myself for the long night I had in front of me for Saturday night. I agreed to meet him at 8 and we would meet up at a popular hangout restaurant everyone went to in our town. I walked in and saw this overly obese guy sitting at a table set for two. Praying in my head this wasn’t the Matt I was sent to know. Springing up from the table he waddled to greet me and my stomach sank to the floor. He had a grease stain on his shirt with a matching face to go along with it. He guided us over to the table and we began to talk, I swear he went on about trains for an hour while slobbering on wings. I almost gagged watching this and the clock. I finally got the nerve to ask him to wipe his chin and he burped in my face. Thinking this was my breaking point I sprang out of the seat and darted for the door, never will I forget the worst disaster date of my life.