Kasey Conquers The World

Is This A Date?

The cafe was incredible. The lighting was incredulous. The food was superb. I'm glad I'm here. But is this a date? I mean, I don't know, I never really answered the question and neither did she.

We sat at a table in the front corner of the little shop, ate our food, drank our drinks, and talked. With Sara I feel like I can tell her anything. Am I really this easy to talk to? Have I just been closing myself off all these years?

Sara took a bite of her gigantic turkey club sandwich and just stared at her latte. It was decorated with cream to make a beautiful design on top, so of course, she didn't want to touch it even though we had already taken pictures of them. 

How am I so close with this girl that I just met a few hours ago? Sure, I've learned quite a bit about her in this time, but do I want to date her? I don't know, we just met! Yeah, she's pretty, tall, gay, adorable, stunning, gay, likes me, gay. Did I mention that she's gay and likes me? Holy shit, she's gay and likes me. 

"Hey Kasey, what's going on in that head of yours? You're awfully quiet." Sara asked.

"You're really pretty and I don't know why you're here, spending time with me instead of out finding yourself a beautiful girlfriend." I stopped. I can't believe I just said that. I cannot believe I just said that. "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I-"

"Kasey, I've known you for three years, but I only knew your personality. I knew you were nice, and kind, and opinionated, but I always liked that about you. The fact that you're a hot girl is just an added bonus."

"You-you think I'm hot?" I could feel the blood crawling into my cheeks once again, I wish I didn't blush at everything.

"Kasey, of course I think you're hot. I would've invited you here even if you weren't who you are. You're beautiful and smart and we have a lot in common. You have a lot going for you. More than most girls. I just need to work with you on tearing down those walls that you're always writing about."

"Do you want to date me?" I asked her, becoming more red that a fire hydrant, "I mean, would you be interested in a low-key, high-key relationship depending on who we're around? And interested in taking it slow because I've never been in love or opened up like that and never had my first kiss. Do you want to be my first kiss?" Gods, is that weird to ask?

My dad would kill me if he knew I was asking out my roommate on the first day on campus. These are special circumstances though, right?

"Yes, of course. We can be together at your speed but you have to be prepared for my random drives late at night and my random cravings and  my inability to cope with the smallest of inconveniences but also being able to brush off major life events simultaneously."

"I dealt with my parents divorce, major depression streaks, toxic mental states, and bullies at school. I'm pretty sure I can deal with you being spontaneous. But you still have to give me twenty minutes every night so I can right up a blog post."

"Then you have a deal, Kasey Rose. I'd be happy to date you at whatever pace you want. But tonight, you, me, we're going for a drive. Gotta make sure you have tolerable music taste." Sarabella said chuckling.

"You have so little faith in me." I smiled, "I may look femme and cute, but I have the most butch 90's music taste you could possibly imagine. Skynyrd, ACDC, Guns N' Roses, Metallica, Bon Jovi, Aerosmith. All of it. I love all of it."

"Wow Kay, I'm kind of impressed. I was expecting bullshit love songs." 

I rolled my eyes playfully and punched her shoulder across the table

"Feisty. I like it." she said, "Come on, we're getting this to go, I want to look around a bit before classes start tomorrow morning."

"Where are your classes?" I asked, raising my hand to signal for the waiter to come over to us.

"Mostly on the West Side of campus, I've got five courses this semester. Brit Lit with Johnson tomorrow morning at ten, then American Lit with Fernsby at one, then Lit Theory with Galante at five. That's all just on Mondays. Then Creative Writing with Higgins on Wednesday morning at ten and then my last class of the week is Linear Algebra with Warlan at three on Wednesday afternoon. What about you?" Sara asked, looking back up from her schedule.

"Well," I said, "looking at my schedule here, it seems we have the same exact schedule except for American Literature. I took Medieval Literature instead, but it's at the same time, so I can meet you for lunch afterwards, if you'd want that I mean."

"How about, I meet you in the West Dining Hall at 4:15 on Mondays for dinner and we can walk over there together after Creative Writing on Wednesdays."

"Deal," I concurred, "But I was thinking about getting enough food for the week and just keeping it in a cooler in the dorm. I could get you a cooler too, then we could just go down and stock up for the week. Y'know, that way-"

"That way you don't have to leave the room. I know, but you said you'd let me break down those walls of yours. And remember we have to go down there in about an hour to meet all your other fans. I'm still a huge fan by the way. I just have to get used to you being a real, living, human being instead of someone who blogs to millions of readers behind a computer screen."

"Shit." I said, "I completely forgot I had to go down there. I made a new plan to eat my sandwich for dinner instead."

"You can eat it tomorrow while you walk from Brit Lit to Medieval Lit for lunch. But tonight, WE FEAST!" 

We walked out of the small cafe, our boxes in hand.

"So," I said, diminishing the silence between us, "Back to the dorm so we can put tomorrow's lunches in my cooler? And then I'll put down my rug and we can go down to the Dining Hall to see if any more of my fans show up. Should I have put my picture on my post?"

"Kase, calm down, okay? I'm sure it will be fine." Sara said, putting a hand on my shoulder. I flinched away unconsciously.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." I apologized.

"No it's okay. But I'm gonna kill whoever did that to you when I find out." 

Hey guys! Sorry for the short update today, but it is Mother's Day after all! I'll try to make tomorrow's post a bit longer. 

After I write, I don't edit. I write and I post, so if there's problems with grammar, please don't correct me in the comments, there's bound to be mistakes!

Signing off for now! ~ MagiSky17