Double Date
By Scott D. Hughey
I share bodies with my disembodied twin brother. Usually I’m in control, except when my pulse races. We shouldn’t date, but Julie Valentine was worth trying.
Things went well until we kissed. “I had a great time Trevor,” she said, leaning across the street. I tried to kiss her but he finished the deed.
“Call me Nate.”
Julie giggled, thinking it a game. Now we’re all going steady. She thinks of Nate as my wild side. Maybe he is. All I know is I’ve never been kissed. Without practice, I’d probably stink at it. Better Nate than Trevor, I suppose.
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Scott D. Hughey is a writer of short stories, flash fiction and those ideas that refuse to leave him alone until he gets them down on paper. He primarily writes science fiction, fantasy and horror. Scott’s work will be appearing at www.dailylove.net early 2011.
By Scott D. Hughey
I share bodies with my disembodied twin brother. Usually I’m in control, except when my pulse races. We shouldn’t date, but Julie Valentine was worth trying.
Things went well until we kissed. “I had a great time Trevor,” she said, leaning across the street. I tried to kiss her but he finished the deed.
“Call me Nate.”
Julie giggled, thinking it a game. Now we’re all going steady. She thinks of Nate as my wild side. Maybe he is. All I know is I’ve never been kissed. Without practice, I’d probably stink at it. Better Nate than Trevor, I suppose.
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Scott D. Hughey is a writer of short stories, flash fiction and those ideas that refuse to leave him alone until he gets them down on paper. He primarily writes science fiction, fantasy and horror. Scott’s work will be appearing at www.dailylove.net early 2011.
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