Author's Note: Hey guys! Just wanted to say thanks for the great reviews. I honestly didn't expect people to like this story as much. I have been VERY bad at updating, but finally I have poster chapter three! Hope you enjoy, rate, and review!

I woke up early the next day, and threw on a robe. Swiftly making some eggs and coffee I sat down to eat. Last night was just… very unexpected. I mean could I do this? Go on a date with wonder boy? He just seemed so… egotistical. Kind of how you'd imagine a small town football star. I sighed dragging myself out of my chair to put the dishes away. Maybe I could do this. It wouldn't hurt to give him a shot. Right? I groan at my inner monologue, before getting dressed for work. Another day, another news broadcast. When I stepped out of the elevator I saw Roxie before she did me. She had her gossip hunting face on. I headed the other way speed walking t- "Jen!" I'm done for.

I smiled before turning back to face her.

"Roxie!" I greeted. She hooked herself onto my arm, pulling me towards our office.

"So I heard from a big birdie that someone has a date tonight." She taunted in a singsong tone.

"Ugh! Roxie, it's not that big of a deal." I tried reasoning, "I mean yes he's superhero or whatever, but he's just a guy… right?" Her silence as she shut the door behind us wasn't a reassuring answer. I sat at my desk, and she hers. "Okay Roxie, now you're just scaring me." I nodded my head with my words.

She laughed, but stopped abruptly, and leaned to rest her arms against her desk. "First things first, we need to go shopping." She said all too seriously.

"No, you remember the last time we went shopping together?" I inquired. Last time Roxie and I went shopping together we got kicked out of the store. Not even going to tell you why.

"Fine, but you have to at least let me do your hair and make up." I knew better then to take that as a question.

"Okay fine, but nothing extreme." I didn't want to overdue it. Roxie simply clapped her hands in excitement, before the torture commenced.

I was in my apartment after my traumatizing afternoon. Roxie had gone crazy on me, while still following guidelines. I wore form fitting black dress, with heels to match. Roxie had curled my blonde locks to perfection. For makeup she put liquid eyeliner on my lids, with wings, and some mascara. She tried to get me to put on lipstick, but I drew the line there. I checked myself in the mirror once again; making sure everything was perfect still. Not that I really care… or anything. I shook these thoughts aside heading to the kitchen. "Hi Jennifer."

"Hi Metroman" I waved grabbing a glass, filling it with water, and taking some sips. I stopped mid gulp. Wait just a- I stormed into the living room. There, sitting on my couch, was Metroman.

"How'd you get in here?" I asked him wide-eyed, and pointing an accusing finger at him. He smiled and stood, causing me to flinch slightly.

"You do have windows you know." Was his answer.

"Yea, but that doesn't mean you sneak in the like a creep!" I felt my voice squeak to avoid yelling.

"I am not a creep though, I am Metroman." He said puffing his chest out slightly. I just put my hand to my head inhaling slowly.

"You know what, it's fine, just… never again. Okay?" I clarified.

He just nodded his head smiling. "So you ready to go?" He asked holding out his hand to me.

"What're you doing?" I asked cautiously.

"Take my hand, I'll get us there in no time." He answered, moving his hand more towards me.

"Oh no. If we are doing this, we are going to take a car or walk. Like normal people." I walked out the front door not waiting for an answer. I heard him follow me, so I kept going till we were out of the lobby. "So, shall we walk or take my car?" I asked facing him.

"I guess we could walk considering it's around block." He shrugged with his answer.

"Wait… you got a reservation at Café Leon?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"Well yea I figured it's perfect, got that romantic vibe you know?" He did this little shoulder dance and wiggling his brows. I felt my face go blank, and turned to go back inside. A set of hands set themselves on my arms redirecting me to the restaurant.

"Okay, enough of the romancing, I get it Jen." The seriousness in his voice shocked me. I didn't let him see it though, and put on a tough face looking up at him.

"Good." I crossed my arms. Internally I couldn't help but think that maybe there is more to this… guy than I knew.