Ep.101 – Boy Meets Ghoul - A Dinner Date FROM HELL

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A hot date turns blood cold when things don't get exactly as you'd expect for this romance of a lifetime...
Boy Meets Ghoul by Rob Fields
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Transcript:
Christian Shaeffer was having lunch with his friends outside at Clancy’s, a popular fast-food place among North Ridgeway High School students. The four of them were on the football team, talking about whatever. Then the subject of Christian’s upcoming date came up.
“Hey, how come you’re not telling us you got a date for Saturday night?” Eric Danvers asked. “How come we gotta hear about these things from Chelsea?”
Christian groaned. “Why does my little sister always have to be such a pain?”
“So about this date of yours . . .” Matthew Martinson inquired.
Jeffrey “Moose” Keegan put his hands up to his pecs and pretended to squeeze. “Does she have tits?” he rumbled.
Christian groaned again. “Man, Moose, you may be the biggest guy on our football team, but you got the dirtiest mind, too.”
Moose grinned mischievously. “Hey, a girl’s gotta have tits, brother. That’s just the way us men are. The bigger, the better . . .”
“You do realize you’re probably going to die alone, right?” Christian asked, half-serious.
Moose reached out and playfully shoved Christian’s shoulder. “C’mon, bro! Quit holding out here! Who is she? What’s she like?” He grinned mischievously again. “And does she have tits?”
When Christian realized his football brothers weren’t going to back off, he finally conceded. “Fine, you bastards . . . Her name is Chloe Anne Carmichael. I met her when we had our game with Strickfield High here a few weeks ago.”
“Whoa, dude! You’re really going out with a chick from Strickfield?” Eric asked. “Isn’t that like . . . I don’t know . . . dating the enemy or something?”
Christian pointed to him. “It ain’t no different than that cheerleader you’re seeing from Pendleton High.”
Eric raised his hands up in front of him. “Okay, okay . . .”
Christian continued. “So, we just beat Strickfield High and finished our showers. I was all set to get in my car and head out. Then I saw this other car with the hood up . . . and a girl underneath it. I went over to help her. Then she came out from under the hood and looked at me. I swear, she looks like she’s right out of the 50s! I mean she’s wearing a red-and-white polka-dot dress that goes down just past her knees. She’s even wearing those black-and-white shoes. You know . . . with the black across the middle.” He pointed to Matthew. “Your older sister has shoes like that.”
“Yeah, she does. Except Bethany’s into the 60s,” Matthew shared. “Okay, go on.”
Christian pointed quickly at Matthew. “And she looks exactly like Betty! From those Betty and Veronica comics your sister loves to read!”
Moose shot up out of his seat. “Oh, come on! What, you think we’re stupid or something? There ain’t no girl who looks like she’s right outta –”
But Christian shut him up...