Chapter Two: Candi With A Side Of Fries

Caria and Jamie entered inside the tavern. It was pretty packed, but the two managed to get their table at a window.

As they waited for the food to arrive, they go lost in a random conversation all their own.

"Yeah, I know about that but -- "

Caria's eyes caught a glimpse of a couple of familiar people in the background behind Jamie.

The Toronto native blinked in confusion "What? What is it?"

Caria bit her lip and looked down at the table. "Don't look behind you."

"Why who's here?" Jamie asked. She didn't see what the big deal was…until she turned around.

Phil and Candice were being seated a couple of tables away. Jamie spun back and faced her friend again.

"I swear to God, there's no escaping her!" Jamie whispered. "It's like she stalks more or something just to torment the piss out of me!"

Caria shrugged. "One, I warned you. And two, she doesn't stalk you."

"Well I'm getting tired of having her around – watch this." Jamie said with an evil smirk. A vengeful sparkle twinkled in her eye.

Caria put a hand on her forehead and shook her head. "Oh brother."

Jamie picked up a fry from her appetizers and snuck slowly around again. She ducked low so Phil wouldn't recognizer her.

She aimed and quickly whipped the spud at the back of Candice's head. She turned back around pretending like nothing happened. Candice felt it hit her and alerted to attention.

"What the…"

The Milwaukee native scanned everywhere for the perpetrator. Fortunate for Jamie and unfortunately for Candice, she didn't see any guilty faces.

Jamie snickered "Oh yea, that totally felt awesome.

Caria was ducked down low with Jamie as well because she didn't want the GoDaddy Princess nor her boyfriend to think it was her. That and if she was spotted, they both would have been in trouble.

Even though she couldn't help be laugh too, Caria said "Come on Jam', it's not funny…Ah who am I kidding, yes it is! Do it again!"

Jamie picked up another fry and tossed it at Candice and the same routine happened over again. This time, she figured out it was them.

"Who's doing it?" the punk asked.

Candice's eyes fixed coldly on Caria and Jamie. She pointed to them "Those two over there; tell them to stop or I'm history Phil!"

He put his hands up to calm her down. "Alright, alright; chill honey I'll take care of it."

Phil traveled to their table. He had a frustrated emotion on his face. Getting closer, he saw it was his friends. Stopping, he looked down on Caria and Jamie.

"Which one of you is throwing the food?" Phil asked.

Caria rose her hand up in defense and sat back in place. "I would just like to say I had no take in this."

Jamie narrowed her eyes. "Oh you gutless little weasel! (In a mocking tone) 'Do it again!' (Normal voice) she says."

Phil looked surprised. "Jamie you did it? I was expecting Caria to confess."

Caria glared at him. "Ooh, you're gonna get it punk-boy!"

Phil apologized and then looked over at Jamie. "Can I talk to you please? Alone?"

Jamie gave up; she nodded her head and mumbled a 'yeah'.

They walked over to the bathrooms. Jamie was afraid of what Phil had to say, but she knew she had to take it.

"What's your deal Jamie? Why do you constantly keep acting this way?!" Phil asked her coldly.

"Why? May be it's because back before that hag came into the picture you and I were like this – (She showed him her pointer and middle finger crossed gesturing they were close) – We used to do everything together with no questions asked! Then you just had to run off and date HER." Jamie answered just the same.

Phil sighed. "Look, I'm sorry okay? I know it's not easy and I'm trying my best with you and Candice but I'm not perfect; and neither is she. So I think you should pay her some respect."

"Candice Michelle has not shown me the least bit of respect since day one. And you expect me to show her respect? She's probably using you Phil! That's why she's your girlfriend."

"You hold your tongue!" the Straight-Edge Superstar's voice rose. "I love her and she loves me so you watch what you say!"

Jamie got up in his face. "Oh yeah, well remember this and I'll leave you and her alone: When I start to matter or mean anything to you; please let me know. It would sure help a whole fucking lot!"

With every word that Jamie spoke dripped in venom. Her harsh words slapped Phil in the face. He watched as the blonde walked away in anger and sadness. Tears strolled down the pale face of the Toronto native. She had never in there six years of friendship spoken to Phil like that. It probably hurt more to her than to him. But something had to be done.

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- Wicked