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Chapter 3: Meet The Rainbow Haired Warrior

Candice flipped her dark curls so that they could rest just beyond her shoulders before she would go to meet her blind date that evening. She was a little excited and a bit nervous since it was her actual first date. She decided that she would just have fun. It was only for one night right? She didn't like the idea at first but then she shrugged it off and decided to give it a shot.

She had her hands on her hips to make a small pose in front of the mirror to be sure that she looked at her best. The dark haired diva had on a simple black halter dress. She smiled at the reflection.

"Okay I think I'm ready to go!"

She took her purse and made sure she had the key inside before leaving the room and closing the door behind her. Soon she got into the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor. While it was descending, Candice tried to picture the image of her date. She would have asked Trish for a description but unfortunately she didn't have the time to ask. She had already known about the personal qualities. Now she was going to find out what he looked like.

Candice wondered what Jeff looked like. For someone as outgoing and adventurous as he was, he probably liked to keep fit. He could picture a guy with short black hair and a smile to melt for….

I can't wait to meet him!

She didn't have to wait any longer as the elevator pinged open at last and she stepped out. She went into the restaurant and told the waiter that she was meeting someone and gave him the table number.

"Oh yes. He called to say that he will be in a little late."

"Yes. I've already got the message but thank you."

The waiter found the table and pulled out a chair courteously for Candice to take her seat.

"Would you like anything to drink while you wait?"

"I'll take a glass of water please. Thank you."

Candice rested her hands on her lap and was looking at nothing in particular. She caught sight of a big aquarium that was set in the middle of the restaurant. She was about two tables away from the aquarium so she could see just about a few fish from afar.

"Aw this one looks just like Nemo!"

She looked on at the colorful fish swimming around in clear water. Candice smiled as she looked at the Percula Clownfish that definitely looked that the adorable little fish from Finding Nemo.

Candice checked her watch for the second time. Her date was ten minutes late. But at least he did call in the restaurant and left a message that he would be late, which was a very wise thing to do. She would hate it if a guy came in late without letting her know that he would be. Even though it was just her first date, she didn't mind the wait. Candice took a sip of her water and went back to looking at the aquarium and at the same time, she went deep into thought about him again. Soon enough they would meet in person. She had a feeling that she would like him and that they would turn out be good friends.

And then perhaps something more later on?

"Good evening. Sorry I'm late."

Candice felt her heart leapt with surprise. He was finally here. Her glossy lips curved into a smile.

"That's okay. I didn't mind…"

That was when her smile disappeared the minute she turned around to see the man who was her…

Blind date?

"The wait," she finished and blinked. She was in uttered disbelief as he looked at him.

Muliti-colored hair? Piercings? Black fingernails?

He smiled at her. But she didn't return a friendly smile of hers.

"Are you my date?" was the only stupid question she could think of.

"Considering that I'm wearing a suit and tie then yeah."

It was supposed to be a slight joke but she didn't take it as one. She froze on her chair as she tried to take it that information sink into her head. She could take off one of her heels and just slapped herself in the face with it for being so clueless, let alone naïve.

This is the guy she's setting me up with? Why didn't I see this before?

But she didn't think about that before she got all dressed up and about to make an idiot out of herself.

"You look lovely by the way," he said. He took a seat.

"Umm so wait, you're really are my date?"

Jeff had his eyes moving from one side to another in a questioning manner.

"If I'm not your date, then I wouldn't be stuck in traffic after trying to find a gift for you. That's why I come in late. This is for you. I don't know about giving roses to a girl but I guess it's a start."

Jeff handed her a red rose but the dark haired diva didn't take it.

"You've got to be kidding me, right? You're really my date?"

"Trish told you that you're going out tonight?"

"Yeah…she did."

"So…is there a problem?"

"Yeah you could say that," said Candice, who was not amused at all. "You're not the person that I was expecting."

"Then who were you expecting? James Bond?"

Candice gritted her teeth. "I mean you're not the kind of person I was expecting!"

Jeff raised a brow. "I don't understand."

"Okay let me make things easier for you to understand. I didn't expect this guy to be a rainbow haired freak like you!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me," said Candice. "I mean what's with the hair? The piercings? And you of all people would paint your fingernails black? You actually like them black?"

"Sure I do. What's wrong with that?"

Candice scoffed in disbelief. She thought that he had to be a weirdo for doing something like that. So she folded her arms over her chest in disapproval and looked at the man, who had no clue of where she was getting at.

"I'll tell you what's wrong with that. Any guy who wears black nail polish is considered gothic."

"That's not true," said Jeff who was taken aback by this insult.

"Oh don't give that. There are lots of weirdos who are like that and you're trying to be one of them?"

"Well I don't know who the weirdos you are referring to are," said Jeff. "But I know that I'm not one. So I like to be different. I don't see anything wrong with that and you have no right to judge me because of that."

"I have a right to express my opinion, don't I?"

"Well if you don't like how I look then I suggest you keep your comments to yourself."

Candice had her jaw dropped in utter disbelief. "Are you being rude to me?"

"No," Jeff said simply. "I'm not the kind of person to snap back at women in an impolite manner. I wasn't raised to be like that."

Candice blew a raspberry and then said, "Whatever. I can't believe Trish set me up with someone like you!"

"Well I can't believe she set me up with an ignorant stubborn person like you."

That was the part when the dark haired diva couldn't take it anymore and stood up from her seat promptly.

"Okay that does it! I've had enough! I'm not going to stand here and be insulted by some guy who has no idea who he's messing with!"

"Who I'm messing with? I have a right to express my opinion, don't I?"

Candice let out a frustrated groan and turned at her heels and walked away from the table without saying bye, let alone taking a rose, 'the oh so sweet' gift that got him late in the first place. But that didn't matter now. That smile on her glossy lips was now turned upside down in a frown. The only thought that had already fixed in her mind was that she would never want to go back to dating with him ever again.

He dared to try to turn things around on her? Well she wouldn't be taking it lightly. Not Candice Michelle!

"I'm gonna kill Trish for this!" Candice muttered under her breath as she stepped into the elevator and then disappeared behind closed doors.

Next chapter: A new trainer is taking Trish's place for a while…and Candice isn't happy when she finds out who it is.