Shisuta wrote:

Oh AJ!!!!


MM Stay away from AJ...

Shi! you have 5 minutes to change your choice!! Or my chara is going to have some fun with your chara!!

Daneil and Koby.... om nom nom

I could gobble that sweet eye candy alll day long

hm... I want Alex and Xander... BAVE!

but where is Meimei???

*is worried*

Daniel, Koby and Jeff  :old triple bave:

Amandine Bouvier

Wednesday Dinner Date with Alex
Thursday Bar Date with Xander


Thursday (first outfit) and Wednesday (second outfit)

Same outfits with coats

Wow… I had actually been accepted to the Lonely Hearts Club… How exciting is that? Maybe there is hope (aka Prince Charming) for me after all? They had sent me the files of two men with whom I’d have to blind dates during the next week. My heart started beating fast. Apparently I was going to have a date on both Wednesday and Thursday evening, but in order to be able to approach things with an open mind I decided I would not look at the second file for the Mr. Thursday until my date with Mr. Wednesday was over.
I deliberated with myself whether I should open the Wednesday file or not. I mentally shook myself. Could it be that I was scared? I mean it couldn’t get much worse than my ex-boyfriend right? Ok, so it could get worse, especially in the looks department but I had promised myself that I would not be a shallow model for the evening and try to really get to know the guy. Because maybe that is in fact my problem? Maybe I’m just so focused on the outside that I always only realize the inner flaws of my  boyfriend when they’re already my boyfriends and I have to go through that whole breakup phase which I really hate and then I just stick with them until they get sick of me? Am I really that much of a masochist? I sighed. Ok, Amandine, pull yourself together, take a deep breath and now open that stupid envelope. As long as it’s not Damon jumping at you from inside it you’ll be fine! Surprisingly enough I followed my inner voice, took that deep breath and ripped the envelope open. I breathed out in relief. Mr. Wednesday looked just like my usual prey… Handsome, a little older than me and his whole posture screamed money. I just hoped he would appreciate my talking a bit more than my ex and wasn’t just another “I need my girl to be pretty and quiet" -type. Stuck to the picture was a note saying that Alex – Mr. Wednesday’s name – would take me out to dinner at the “La Rêve en noir"  restaurant downtown. I had a vague memory of reading about that restaurant in a Vogue special about the city so I figured it might be a good idea to dress up for the occasion. Nothing floor-length or too glittery but after a quick visit to the restaurant’s website (I love Google!) I settled for a lovely dark purple dress with matching accessories. It’s always good to show off my best features to catch the guy… Then maybe it will take him a little longer to notice my flaws, or that’s the plan at least… I guess? Or do I want him to notice my flaws right away so I can be sure he wants me for who I am? Questions over questions, but well, now I was already dolled up and I certainly didn’t have the time to go, choose another dress and change my look again. So I decided to be glamorous and called a cab. No need to freeze certain parts of my body off, walking around in a miniskirt in the beginning of February! I put on my purple coat – which I’d bought two years ago and then hidden in the back of my closet, who wears a purple coat, really? – And a matching scarf. I checked my reflection in the mirror one last time and was just meaning to come to a decision about whether I should exchange my shoes for something a bit more wintery but then the doorbell rang already, my cab had arrived. I blew myself a kiss, opened the door and made my way over to the cab as fast as I could. Dang! It was even colder than I’d anticipated. I made a mental promise to myself that I’d wear jeans and boots to tomorrow’s date, no matter where it would take place! But too late for second-thoughts on the wardrobe now. The cab arrived at the restaurant and I got out.

A waiter held the door open for me and took my coat and scarf.

Waiter: Mademoiselle would like a table?

A: In fact I believe someone is already waiting for me.

Waiter: Name?

Am: Buble?

Waiter: Of course Mademoiselle, may I lead the way.

I followed the waiter through the restaurant, trying to inconspicuously check out all the men sitting at tables for two, alone. I had only seen a small picture of him, in fact one that showed mainly his face, so what if it was that huge and bulky man sitting with his back to me over there? I had to fight in order not to show the relief on my face when we passed him. Suddenly the waiter stopped at a table that had been hidden from my sight until now. I tried to not be too obvious when I gave him the head to toe and I liked what I saw. Angular cheekbones, not too bulky, but he seemed to be working out, boss suit, English shoes; in nothing else look-wise he perfectly fitted in with the rest of my banker/businessmen/lawyer ex-boyfriends/dates… He got up to greet me and kissed me on both cheeks. Couldn’t be a lawyer, lawyers didn’t do touching at first sight. I was just deliberating between banker and businessmen when I noticed his watch. No banker with any self-respect would ever wear a Calvin Klein watch, so he must be a manager. I smiled at him.

Al: I’m so glad to finally meet you. I’m Alex.

Am: Nice to meet you too. Amandine.

He pulled out my chair for me. I flashed him a thankful smile. The waiter came and handed us the menu. I only just managed to suppress a sigh. How I hated French restaurants. Every single dish full of mushrooms, meat and other disgusting things. Not to mention the stuffy and arrogant waiters who made you feel like really you should be the one serving them.

Al: I hope you like French restaurants. They really are my favorites.

I smiled, first big minus. No one says they like French restaurants unless they’re desperate to look sophisticated or are really just crazy about meat.

Am: I have in fact read about this restaurant in a vogue report. I do believe it really lives up to his reputation.

I faintly remembered the Vogue article stating something about very stiff atmosphere and the restaurant being slightly overrated.

Al: Oh, you have? That’s great. It really is one of the best restaurants in town. I’m not surprised Vogue would mention it. They’ve always been known for their amazing taste.

I smiled innocently. This might just be more fun than anticipated!

Am: So, what do you do?

Al: Oh, I work at a local import/export company, but I don’t think you would have heard of it…

Am: Test me.

Al: Bimbo Corporation? They reside just around the corner.

I couldn’t quite put my finger on when I’d heard about that company before… Wasn’t that the place that had been in the news the other day because literally everyone had been hooking up with everyone? I didn’t really know what to answer but Alex was already talking again.

Al: You know you really remind me of a girl who once worked there, in the post department! Well, her hair was a little lighter and maybe she wasn’t quite as tall as you, plus she was wearing glasses most of the time. But apart from that you two really look alike. She was such a sweet girl, you know. I was just about to ask her out when she suddenly fell pregnant and left the company. Very sad indeed.

I blinked confusedly. Was that his was of making a compliment? Or did he want to warn me not to fall pregnant? I decided to just smile nicely. And suppress the urge to roll my eyes! But I had a feeling that I was right about Bimbo Corporation, definitely more a dating agency than anything else!

Finally our food arrived, I had ordered tender chicken breast on a bouquet of fresh salad leaves accompanied by a reduction of balsamic and basil. It tasted very good in fact but that didn’t help me fighting the nausea arising from seeing Alex eating a huge portion of beef tartar. My smile might have grown a little forced there but years and years of walking in shoes too small over catwalks too slippery, wearing dresses too see-through really had told me a lot about how to keep my composure in all situations. And I wasn’t quite ready to give up just yet. So maybe chemistry between Alex and me was 0 on my side – on his side it was higher as I could tell from his longing looks towards my cleavage – but that didn’t mean I couldn’t have some fun tonight, right? I had already deduced that he was desperate to impress me and thought it was quite easy to do so. I was going to prove him wrong!

Am: So you like art?

He looked at me as if I had just asked him about the current temperature in southern Patagonia.

Am: You know, Art? As in Van Gogh, Picasso… I have to say my favorite Artist is Kandinsky. I really love how his paintings have something playful yet also seem so organized and rational. He certainly is one of a kind, don’t you think?

Al: Oh yes, certainly I really do think there is nothing quite like art. In fact I have been thinking about buying a nice piece for my living room. I do think though that I could need guidance from an expert there.

An interesting move to save himself, I had to admit. He hadn’t really said too much about art and clearly he had no idea who Kandinsky was but he wanted to have art in his living room… We all start small, I guess?

Am: Oh I would love to recommend you a friend of mine who has an amazing art gallery in London. I do believe she has some pieces that would be perfect for you.

Ok so maybe I really hate her and she works in a really small and overpriced gallery in Chelsea but I had a feeling that it was exactly what Alex was looking for.

When we had finished our desserts Alex soon got the bill and led me outside.

Al: So, I had a great night. I do hope we can repeat the experience soon.

Am: Yeah, sure, just give me a call, ok?

I kissed him on both cheeks and got into the waiting cab. Once I arrived back home, I was very relieved. Alex was everything my ex-boyfriends were… Handsome, rich, and certainly not looking for someone he can have deep philosophical conversations with. But I wasn’t going to judge just now. I wanted to wait until tomorrow… Maybe Mr. Thursday would be even worse? So when I got a text from Alex wishing me sweet dreams I decided to reply and I added three X to the end of the message. No use wasting a perfectly agreeable idiot if there might be an even bigger jerk in it for me tomorrow…

I had been so tired after the dinner date with Alex that I hadn’t even thought about the fact that I had yet another day today. So when I got up at 11am – Thank god that I was lucky enough not to have any big shootings this week and Fashion Week was still far away – the first thing I could think of was that big fat envelope looming on my couch table! I spent most of breakfast avoiding thinking about it, or rather, trying to avoid thinking about it. My problem was… After last night things could get a lot better, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up, because things could also get a lot worse! At least Alex was safe territory. I more or less knew what to do with men like him and even if I had joined the club in order to find a man who was different in the end one man is better than no man at all, right? And despite everything – ignoring the fact that any date always seemed to have been so much more agreeable than it really was – he seemed like a nice enough fellow… Maybe all he needed was a second chance?
But right now there was no way around the fact that I needed to open that envelope. And so I took a deep breath, went to get a knife from the kitchen and sliced it open. A photography fell out. Oh no!!! I knew that face! I squinted my eyes in concentration and it dawned on me. Prada 2006, no question that was him. I had never met him and even after reading his name – Xander – I didn’t hear a bell ring…  Well… Maybe better… I read the card that came with it… Former model (surprise, surprise) and now a Harvard Student? So let’s face it… On the paper he was just about the perfect candidate, right? Except I had a bad feeling that I might not be his type at all… Male models don’t like female models, Period! They think we’re too high-maintenance, too b*tchy and we steal their jobs. Well… In any case I could now bury my plans to wear jeans and sneakers to our date… I checked the card again… “Meet me at 9pm at “Central Bar"" . Fabulous! Super chic and trendy bar… No, jeans and sneakers would have to wait; my poor legs would have to survive another cold night! I sighed…
I was standing in front of my closet and couldn’t decide what to wear. Well, impressing fellow models was always hard because we always expected each other to dress perfectly, chic, trendy and very fit to the occasion… I decided that maybe it was better to overdress than underdress and pulled out a breath-taking little number I had found in a boutique in Tokyo when doing a job for a Japanese fashion magazine. I had a feeling that might be just what I needed to sweep Prada-Boy of his feet! Or at least I hoped for that… Because with his looks I was sure he was used to the attention of the ladies, models included! I decided to keep it really simple apart from red croc heels and a matching purse… This outfit was certainly eye-catching enough, no competition needed!

For some reasons I was a lot more nervous than the previous day… Maybe it was because yesterday I had been in my comfort zone? Slightly older businessman in a posh restaurant might seem a weird comfort zone but it was what I knew… Starting with the monthly lunch date with my dad – my parents got divorced before I was even born… If I’m not completely mistaken they were married for just about 2 months – and also accompanying my mother to the odd family dinner with the current love of her life… My mother had been a model just like me, coming from old money which still supported us both just fine – just fine meaning a nice little loft in the good part of the city for me, an elegant penthouse in the best part of the city for my mother and regular shopping sprees on Champs-Elysées or 5th Avenue for both of us. I sighed, not that I didn’t love my Chanel bags, or my Louboutin shoes… But every now and then I asked myself why everyone kept on telling me how great my life was…

My thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell ringing, announcing the arrival of my cab. I quickly slid into my coat, put on a scarf, grabbed my purse and rushed outside. Wonderful, I think it’s even colder than yesterday! I hate winter!!! One day I’ll move to the Caribbean permanently! Puerto Rico must be nice… Or Barbados! Isn’t that where Rihanna comes from? Anyway, I got into the cab and told the driver the address of the bar. I fidgeted with my hair, why hadn’t I made an up-do? That would prevent me from doing this right now; I could only hope I would be able to control myself better once I was in front of my date!

I got to the bar just in time and went inside. How I hated those hyped bars, I mean I probably looked like I was right in my element, but I hated it so much! There was a discrete but audible 80s new wave song playing in the background and everyone seemed to just be here in order to look at everyone else and then later badmouth outfit choices and lacks of proper behavior. Just exactly my idea of a nice Thursday evening, although I had to admit, it could be fun when done with the right people!

I slowly made my way towards the bar, while looking around, trying to find my date. I couldn’t understand why those guys hadn’t given like a proper cue on how to find them, I mean the restaurant yesterday was ok because the waiter guided me, but here I was so lost! Finally someone approached me from the side.

X: Excuse me, are you Amandine?

A: I am indeed. So I guess you must be Xander.

I had turned towards the direction the voice came from and smiled. Wow, now here someone was taking good looks to a whole new level, I could totally see why Prada had booked him, I would definitely book that guy for any campaign I was responsible for! I mentally slapped myself, because apparently Xander had asked me something and guess what; I didn’t catch any of it.

A: Yes, sure, whatever is fine with you?

He looked at me and lifted an eyebrow. Dang, must have been the wrong answer. I knew that look… It was the “I think you’re stupid but I want to have sex with you anyway"  look… I used a moment when he looked away to roll my eyes. Thank god I had sent Alex a nice text last night!

X: Let’s go and sit down.

He put his hand on the small of my back and guided me towards a “secluded"  table, I’m sure you know what I mean, one of those tables that are kind of private but of course everyone can still see you and you can still see everyone else… I had already made up my mind that I strongly disliked Xander; he was just another one of those people who were way too full of themselves, making me feel like a complete idiot! Great, I could only hope he would get bored of me soon enough and realize that I was not going to jump into bed with him after just one date and go away. Why on earth did I ever want to change my type? In the end guys like Alex just seemed to suit me best! And a little boredom has never killed anyone! We sat down and a waiter came over.

W: What would you like to drink?

X: I’ll have a Martini and…

A: I’ll have a cosmopolitan.

W: Will be here in a minute.

The waiter left again.

X: So, I read you’re a model too?

A: You read right.

Ouch, good job Amandine, you really do have your conversational time today right? I rolled my eyes at my own inner voice. Fab, just fab, exactly what I needed right now, a lack of outside conversation but a lot to talk about with myself!

X: Well, I guess you don’t mind then that I chose this bar for our date?

A: Ehm, no of course not. It’s lovely, right?

X: Why did you become a model?

Job interview anyone? I smiled sweetly.

A: My mom was a model too and she introduced me to Carine Roitfeld when I was 12, 2 months later I had my first model contract and when I finished school I started doing it full-time.

X: I see… You didn’t really have a choice in the matter…

Our drinks arrived and for a while we just sat in silence. He really was annoying me. If there’s anything I hate it’s someone beating me at my own game! I was the one who made my date feel inferior; it shouldn’t be the other way round! That was just wrong!

X: So what do you do when you’re not modeling?

And here we go again, the dreaded question… I mean what was I supposed to answer to that? I like shopping and visiting museums? That wasn’t going to sound like cliché at all, right? I can’t help the fact that I was born to a rich family… I mean when my mom got fed up with my spending sprees I always had daddy to turn to who was always too happy to make a little transfer in the general direction of my bank account! I guess you could call it his way to show he loved me.

A: Well… I like art, music so I visit museums, go out with friends, go to concerts, shopping, and things like that…

X: And what about after modeling? Or are you planning to become the next Heidi Klum and just keep on going until your dying day?

A: Well, what about you? Maybe you could give me some tips? After all I take it that your career is over?

And a clear ace to Amandine! Congrats! He looked a little annoyed and I made a little dance inside my head! Finally I had won back control over the conversation!

X: As it is I’m doing a Law Degree at Harvard and am planning to take over my family’s law firm at one point. So I’m not sure whether I can give you any tips, unless you’d rather be Elle Woods than Heidi Klum?

A: Well, I’m actually going more in the general direction of a woman with the same name as me, Amandine-Aurore-Lucile Dupin de Francueil. She really is a source of inspiration to women all over the world.

X: What is she? The inventor of Anorexia? Good think I didn’t invent you out for dinner in that case!

He laughed at his own joke.

A: Actually she’s one of the best-known French writers but I wouldn’t expect you to know that… And did you know that apparently male models are more prone to eating disorders than female models? Have a nice life. I’m going to see whether I can find something to eat in this city. Annoying people make me hungry!

With that I got up and stormed out of the bar.

Ok… Talk about Disaster Date… The only thing that had been missing tonight was Xander stopping me, saying he was just an actor and that one of my friends was trying to get back at me… But no such luck… So I just kept walking until I saw a fast food joint across the street. I might as well make this a really bad night and add horrible food to a terrible date, right? I crossed the street and ordered a large portion of French fries and a non-diet coke. I sat down at a corner table and indulged in the crappiness of the food and the experience that lay behind me. For some reason I was really really angry at myself… I didn’t really want to admit it but I had actually wanted Xander to like me and I couldn’t believe I hadn’t succeeded… I’m a model for Christ’s sake! People pay me because I look good and make their things look good! Aren’t men supposed to be totally shallow when it comes to women? Did that mean he didn’t think I was attractive? I sighed and rested my head on my hands. Maybe I really should get a shrink just like my mom… I mean was one guy who didn’t fall for me immediately all it took to make my confidence crumble faster than the Berlin Wall??? That wall had survived 50 years of people trying to get past it… My confidence had lasted – I checked my cell phone for the time – a little over 20 minutes… Maybe I should teach it Russian…

X: Is this seat taken?

I looked up startled to see my date in front of me, pointing at the seat opposite me.

A: Obviously…

X: Thanks…

A: What on earth are you doing here?

X: I just felt that I owed you an apology… I think I really behaved like a total jerk in that bar, I’m sorry!

I blinked, and then looked at him questioningly…

X: And I just really want to know who Amandine Dupain-de-France is…

I couldn’t resist the apologetic look in his eyes… I had hardly looked at them during our date, but now I noticed that they were very dark, no light spots as it was the case with most dark eyes. Very fascinating… His comment had helped me tear my attention from his eyes back to what he actually said. I couldn’t help but grin.

A: Ever heard of George Sand?

X: Yes, of course…

A: Well… Amandine is her real name… My mother likes to say that I was named after her.

He laughed and I joined in.

X: Start over?

He did that puppy eyes stunt on me again and I had no choice but to go with it… I slowly nodded.

X: I’m Xander, nice to meet you.

A: Nice to meet you too.

X: And you’re name is?

A: You already know my name.

X: Yes, I do… But we just said that we’re starting over now! So we should do it properly!

A: You like to do things your way, right?

X: And you clearly don’t…

I playfully hit his hand that he had rested on the table or rather I tried, because he pulled his hand away quickly and ended up catching my hand, turning it and apparently trying to read out of it.

A: I didn’t know you were a hand reader…

X: Oh, I can’t really read in hands, but I’ve found out that girls like it when I pretend to be one.

I laughed but didn’t pull my hand away. He studied the lines on my hand with a concentrated look on his face, he frowned a little – which unfairly enough made him look even cuter – and slowly traced one of the lines with his fingers. I gulped and he looked up at me again. I blushed a little.

X: Hm… Your hand is very hard to read but I think that I see a journey for you in the near future, and you won’t be alone…

I laughed again, it seemed like he had heard the rumors about LHC taking us on a trip soon too!

A: I have to admit, I’m impressed… Can you tell me more about that company I shall have on my trip?

X: Well, it’s hard to tell but I have a feeling we are talking about someone with dark hair, dark eyes, tall, definitely a guy…

A: Asian complexion?

X: Hm… Let me take a closer look…

He bent over my hand and blew a little kiss on my wrist, I shivered… The expression on his face softened and he looked straight into my eyes.

X: Yes, I think you are right…

Suddenly the soft look disappeared and was replaced by a mischievous grin.

X: Oh just admit to it, you’ve already consulted a hand-reader before and now you’re trying to make me look like a fool!

He winked and I winked back.

A: Making a fool out of you? I would never ever do such a thing!

X: Of course you wouldn’t. I take back my accusation in this very instant.

A: Too kind of you…

X: I think we should get going, I have a feeling they are going to close this place anytime…

I looked around and had to agree, I hadn’t realized how fast time had gone by! We must have been sitting in that creepy little fast food joint for over almost 2 hours! Crazy!
I noticed Xander was still holding my hand… For a moment we looked straight into each other’s eyes and then he let go of my hand. I sighed.

A: I guess you’re right. The good thing about places like this is you don’t have to wait for the check!

Xander burst out laughing while helping me into my coat. He let his hand linger on my hip for a little moment and I really thought he was going to kiss me but he didn’t. I had a strict no kiss on the lips policy for first dates, because it made guys way too secure, so I really don’t know why I just mentioned this and even less why I’m disappointed about it!

We went outside and immediately the cold struck me like a hammer. Why hadn’t I noticed before when I was running here from the bar? Oh… Ok forget about that… Clearly I didn’t notice because I was running! I shivered involuntarily and Xander put his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close to him.

X: I’d suggest jeans and sneakers for the next time.

I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. He looked at me questioningly…

A: It’s just… That was the plan for tonight, and then I got your note saying that we would meet at Central Bar, so I thought jeans and sneakers might not be the best bet…

X: So you’re blaming me for your wardrobe problems?

A: Obviously!

He laughed with me. And pulled me in closer, which was nice, but now we couldn’t walk anymore because he had turned me around in the process so I was facing him now. With one hand he pulled me close to him and with the other hand he brushed a loose straw of my hair behind my ear. His head slowly bent down and our lips met. All of a sudden I wasn’t cold anymore…

Finally we pulled apart and soon after a cab pulled up next to us. It first drove to my apartment; we were too tired to do much talking so I just rested my head on his shoulder while he had his arm around me. For the first time I regretted living close to the centre of town as it meant that I had to leave Xander… As much as I liked him I wasn’t going to invite him in, maybe next time, a next time which I really hoped would take place soon! I gave him a quick kiss on the lips before opening the door; I didn’t want to tempt myself too much… Or I might just hand over all my principles at once!

I opened the door to my apartment with shaking hands and let myself fall on my bed once I was inside. Was this what love at first sight felt like? Ok scratch it… Love at first sight wasn’t the correct impression; I mean we hadn’t exactly had the best of starts… But was it possible that I was falling for Xander? For real? An involuntary smile stole its way onto my face when I was brushing my teeth later.  Could it be that for once fate liked me?

I checked my cell phone before falling asleep and sighed. A text from Alex… Who the F is Alex?

Last edited by MiaChanelle (02-12-2010 18:38)

Chelsea Astaroth

        When I knew I was accepted at LHC, I felt like half of my problem had been solved – the club's reputation was very good and I was (almost) sure I'd find my perfect partner then.  I was soon told that the members were were set up to meet on a blind date with two different men, and recieved envelops containing information about my two dates of the week.
    My first date, on Monday, was called Jeff. I looked at his picture and wondered what would we have in common, if we did have something. He was a handsome guy, then. The second date, on Tuesday, named Daniel, was younger  and looked more like those “rebel guys'', but was yet very attractive. I laughed about the fact I was going to go out with such different men at the same week, but I was looking forward to it. I had to get over that situation I'd been in.

Monday: Jeff

         On Sunday evening, I got a call from Jeff. He asked me to meet him for lunch at a French restaurant very known in the city,  what I rightly accepted. We didn't dragged on our conversation anyway, and I hung up very curious about that man. He had I beautiful voice, I noticed, and was going to take me to eat at a very fancy restaurant – surely, to make a good impression. I can say I started to like him a bit then...
         When Monday arrived, I was nervous. I haven't been in a date for a while, and all I was wondering was if Jeff was going to like me. I wanted to impress, too, everybody does. I chose a beautiful outift and went out for my date.
    I arrived at the restaurant and told the maitre I was being waited. He led me to a table and there I could finally meet Jeff – he was tall and more handsome than the picture coud show. He got up to greet me.
-It's a pleasure to meet you, Chelsea. - he said.
-My pleasure, Jeff.
    As we took our sets (he pulled out my chair for me first), I tryed to analyse my date. He looked very confident, and a bit formal. He was the first one to say something:
-I hope you approve my choice of the restaurant – and smiled. He had a beautiful smile, I thought.
-I do, but, in fact, I had never eaten Greek food before. I'll have to trust your oppinion.
-Do it, you're not going to regret it.
    The waiter came to take our orders and my criterion to choose the food was: the one with the most interesting name. I just hoped it was not the strangest food listed in the menu, but, since I'm always willing to try anything, I didn't worry about it. I used the time we had until the food came to take a look at the place – it has a peculiar decoration, all in Greek fashion, which it was very known for. It was, mainly, famous about the food: one of the best of the kind, as critics said. After a few minutes, our orders came.
    As we were eating, Jeff and I talked about  trivialities: our hobbies, professions, even each one's favorite  food – then I found out why he chose that place, since he told he just loved Greek cookery. I have to say he has a good taste – my meal was very good and, when I said it to him, he seemed pleased. By the end of our meal, we were talking and lauging (he was very good conversation), when we changed the subject for the Lonely Heart Club. He asked:
-So, what was the reason for you to apply for LHC? You are too beautiful for being single, if you allow me to say. But, you don't need to answer me if you don't want to.
-Thank you – I said, feeling I was blushing - but it's hard to say the exact reason...  I think it's because I was kind of “lost'' and needed somebody's help. I guess.
    It  was not a good answer, but I wasn't expected to be asked such a personal question, at least, at the first date. I couldn't figure out Jeff's reasons.
-Well, can I ask you the same question? Looks like you'd never need LHC either...
    We both smiled, but it took him some moments to answer it. He was thoughtful for a while, and then said:
-Let's say that, sometimes, people can't accept the person you truly are...
-That's a bad thing – I said.
    I didn't understand his answer, and got truly curious. Maybe that man had a secret... Or something else. But I didn't want to worry about it by thet time.
    When we were done with the meal and the dessert, Jeff had the check and we left the restaurant together. He helped me gettin a cab and, before I got in, I turned to him to say goodbye and kissed him on both cheeks.
-It was really a pleasure  to meet you, Jeff – said I – I appreciated this luch a lot.
-I say the same, I enjoyed your company very much. Maybe we can go out again...?
-Sure we can. It'll be nice. Goodbye, Jeff.
-Bye, Chelsea. See you.
    I entered the cab and waved to him. The taxi started moving, but I could still see him waving back. On my way home, I was thinking about him and our date, and I draw the conclusion Jeff was a nice guy: gentleman, intelligent, but very misterious. I wanted to figure out more about him, but later on, since I had another date to worry about...   

Tuesday: Daniel


It was Tuesday evening and I was getting ready to go out. Daniel called me earlier to talk about or date: we'd meet at a bar downtown, and, just like he said, we was looking forward to that. Well, he seemed pretty enthusiastic to me. I had already noticed that date would be completely different from the first one. I got dressed and headed for the chosen place.
    The taxi arrived at a bar I've already been trough before – it's more like a rock n' roll bar and dance club. I had been there with my friends a couple of times and I can say it's a cool place: the drinks and the food are good, and there's always a band playing live. Just for the rock lovers...
    I got in, looking for someone I wished I could recognize, or, at least, that could recognize me. The picture of the file wouldn't be of much help at that half-light and crowded place. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
-Chelsea? - asked a voice behind me.
    I turned out to see a handome guy wearing a leather black jacket smiling to me.
-I'm Daniel – said him.
-I know... I mean, hi, it's nice too meet you!
    He smiled and said, “It's a pleasure to meet you too'', and then kissing me on both cheeks.
-How about a drink? - he asked – A friend of mine is  one of the barmen, he can get us the best things here!
-Sure! - I smiled and said. Daniel took my arm and led me to the bar, and I noticed the place was getting crowded. It'd be impossible to talk there. We took a seat at the bar and a tall guy wearing a skull-patterned  bandana went to serve us.
-Hi, man! - said the guy to Daniel – Oh, I see you have a new friend, Dan. Good evening, lady – said him, turning to me.
-Good evening – I answered. “A new friend? Looks like he often brings his dates here'' – I thought, but Daniel soon caught my attention.
-Dwayne, this is Chelsea, and Chelsea, this is my friend Dwayne. But don't you mind him, he just talks too much. Hey, man, go there and get us the best drink you hide in this place!
    With a nod of his head, the barman left and Daniel and I were finally “alone''. He said that I looked more beautiful then in the picutre, and I couldn't help blushing. I would not tell him the same, but the truth was that Daniel was, surely, a hot guy, much more handsome than in his picture. And much more seductive either. Our drinks were brought, and we kept on talking, about not very important things. We couldn't do it at that place, actually. After some more drinks, he invited me to dance, I fastly said yes. The band that was playing that night had very good music, and the place was lively. Altough I was never a good dancer, I just concentrated in having fun.
    And that's exactly what I had. Daniel and I danced all night long, stopping at some moments to eat or drink something. We coudn't talk very much, but I realized he knew the right things to say to a woman – and I liked that, even though I know that womanizers are just like that. Anyway, I didn't worry a bit, since I was enjoying the night too much.
    When I felt tired of dancing, I asked Daniel to stop and we went to seat on a stoll at the bottom of the bar, and, when I looked at my watch for the first time that night, I noticed it was late.
-Oh my Gosh! - I said.
-What is the problem? - asked Daniel.
-It's late! I have to work tomorrow, I mean, today, and I'm still up! Sorry, Daniel, but I have to go home now.
-Time flies when we are having fun... No problem, let's go. Just wait here, I'll pay the bill, ok?
    He left me for a minute, and when he came back, we put on our coats and left the place. I said that I'd look for a cab, but he insisted in taking me home. “Not bad.'' – I tohugh. I just got a little surprised when he led me to his motorcycle – a beautiful black Harley Davidson. He noticed I liked his vehicle, and took advantege of the oportunity to say how good rider he was. I just laughed: Daniel was a funny guy.
    He handed me a helmet and we got on it. I told him where I lived and we arrived fast. On the one hand, I was happy I arrived home, on the other hand, I was said our little “trip'' had ended: I came all the way holding to Daniel's chest, and I have to repeat he is a hot guy.In front of my apartment building, we said how we enjoyed the night and said goodbye to each other. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and left, promissing that we would go out another day.
    Only when I entered my apartmen I realized how tired I was. I only had powers to take of my clother and lay down on my bed, thinking that, if I had to chose the best guy, who would it be: The misterious gentlemen or the hot bad guy? I fell asleep thinking that LHC would surely have more surprises for me...

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Gabriella Anderson

Naomi: Date on Tuesday
AJ: Date on Wednesday

Outfit for Naomi





Outfit for AJ





{Tuesday}

I woke up at 8 am feeling energetic and ready for some exercise, and when I get back I have to get ready to go shopping with Naomi. I put on my tracksuit and took a bottle of water with me, just in case I get thirsty along the way, I feel like running for the whole morning...
When I got to the park, I started to stretch.. There was this boy that kept on looking at me.. As I bent over and went down to touch my toes I saw that his eyes were in the direction to my butt.
M: Is there something to look at?
A: Yes... *bave*
I looked at him confused
A: I mean no! Its just..
He was tongue tied.. And I was to confused to understand what he was saying. BUt he decided to change the subject.
A: So are you from round here?
M: Well yeah, I live here, but I wasn't born here.
A: Oh really? Where are you from?
M: England..
A: Yeah, I kind of guess that.
M: How?
A: Your cute accent!
I couldn't help but laugh.. He was really sweet, not to mention he was sexxyy..That 6 pack was like WOAH! He has the whole package. *bave*
A: So whats your name?
M: Gabriella, you?
A: AJ Wait, do you live down the road?
M: Yeah some where around there. 5 Layton Road.
A: Well Gabriella, may I take you on a date tomorrow?
M: Yes you may AJ..
A: Great!
M: Yeahh!
A: So do you have a number? Just incase I feel like coming earlier or.. Like.. You know..
He didn't know how to say this, he tried to hard to come up with a reason on why he wanted out number but he had nothing!
M: Yeah, do you have a piece of paper or anything?
A: No, I don't really take those things why I'm running.. But I do have a pen!
M: Yeah that was a pretty stupid question to ask you sorry, but yeah the pen will do, should I right it on your hand?
A: Yeah that would be fine.
He took his hand out for me and I wrote down my number, I then wrote my name and added  xxx's at the end, just to show that I was into him..
M: Well I'm going to start running now..
A: Yeah, I just had a run right now, but now I have to go and get ready for a date.
M: Oh so you have another date today?
A: Yeah.. But I'm thinking that our dinner tomorrow will be better.. I'll pick you up at 1 in the afternoon?
M: Yep! That sounds great! It was really nice meeting you! :]
A: Same to you
I went off and started running... All thoughts kept on rushing inside my head... I can't believe it hasn't even been that long since I have broken up with my ex potential hubby and I've already agreed to date! Oh well, I'm just going to run go back home and have a shower and go with Naomi..
{After the run}
I got home and had a nice long bubble bath.. I have until 2:00 pm until my shopping spree starts and its only 11:00, so I decided to just relax and have a nice long bath..  {Shopping Naomi}
I met Naomi in front of H&M.
M: Hey!!
She hugged as a greeting. But then her hands dropped down to my butt and she squeezed it.. I decided to ignore this..
N: Hii! How are you?
M: I'm good thanks, you?
N: Me too, so lets get going, I have a whole day planned for us!
M: Ohh really? What are we going to do?
N: Well just shop until we get tired and then go out for dinner!
M: Nice! So lets go inside, I'm dying to get those shoes!
We laughed and went inside...
{After shopping - At the restaurant}
M: So, what did you buy?
N: Umm this cute top, and the same shoes as you.
She said showing me.
N: What about you?
M: This purple dress, I'm thinking of wearing them tomorrow.
N: Oh, what are you doing tomorrow?
M: I'm going on a date!
Naomi's face dropped... I was so confused!
M: What?
N: Nothing.. Its just.. I thought me and you had something..
M: Had what?
Then I finally realised.. When she greeted me, she squeezed my butt the dinner!! All of this could only lead up to one thing!
M: You didn't actually think that I liked you in that way did you?!
N: What was I supposed to think! Didn't you hear me when I asked you out for shopping I said "Date"
M: No.. Not at all..
Naomi looked down..
M: Well I think that I'd better get going..
N: So you don't want to stay for the dinner? At least?
M: No.. I think the night is ruined.. But I hope that we can still be friends?
N: Yeah.. I guess friends is the best opition.
I got up and walked out.. Well that was probably the worst date of my life!
{At home}
It was like 9 pm when I got home.. I decided to just watch a movie on my lap top... Until I feel tired and just fall asleep.. Thats all you can do when your lonely.  
Well, I'm not lonely.. I mean I do have AJ.. But he is not exactly mine! and God knows how many dates he has!
I decided to watch some Cinderella, I was just in the mood for a random movie, and a cute one :]
As soon as I was about to doze off my phone vibrated.. I opened to see who is it from because it wasn't a saved number. It said:
Hey, I just came back from my date, had a good time, but it probably won't be as great as tomorrow, with you How are you? From AJ xx
Awhh, he actually texted me! That's so sweet! I saved his number and then  replied to him.
Hiya, I'm quite shocked that you actually texted me! Yeah I'm good, just watching Cinderella! but feeling quite tired, you?
He replied:
Haha, yeah, of course I would, I can't believe that you gave it to me! Most girls tried to play hard to get on another level. You do to! But not as much as some other girls I have met in my past.. Haha, your watching Cinderella?! Well I think I have met the most randomest girl ever! Above all movies why that?
I replied:
Hahaha!! I don't even know! I decided to pick a random movie and I have always loved that movie anyway!
He replied:
Don't tell anyone but I'm a big sissy when it comes to those kind of movies   I just find classic's to be the best! So what kind of music are you into?
I replied:
Tehehe, I wouldn't expect that from someone like you! You know.. muscly and

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Paris Perry
Dating
AJ on Monday (Channing Tatum)
&
Jeff on Tuesday (Ryan Reynolds)

Date with AJ                           Date with Jeff


{ R E S T  C O M I N G }

When I found out I had been accepted for the LHC, I was so happy. I really did want to find love for valentines day, & I was determined to make the next relationship I started work. So I had been set up on a blind fate, with two guys who apparently fitted my description of what I like in a guy. Monday I was meeting a guy named AJ, funny name that one. It could take some getting used to. Then Tuesday I had a date with Jeff. I smiled pleasantly & made my way up the stairs. I wanted to see what I had lying around in my wardrobe, to see if I could gather up two different outfits. Other wise I would have to go out & buy a new one, & I wasn’t too keen on leaving the house to shop after so many months of just saying in. Anyway, I managed to pull two completely different outfits together, & was thrilled with my out come. Now all that was left to do was wait for my dates.

Monday soon came, & I was woken by a banging on my door. I rubbed my eyes & looked over at my alarm perched at the side of my bed, which read 10:42am. I pulled myself out of bed & walked over to the phone that buzzed down to the door of my flat, & picked it up.

Paris Hello? Who is it?

London Its me biatch. Let me up.

I said no more & pressed the buzzer to let my best friend, slash twin, up to my flat. Yes, I know, we both have big city’s as our names, har de har. London walked through the door & went to throw her arms around me, but paused midway.

Paris What?

London[/u] You are joking Paris. You have only just woke up haven’t you?

[i]Paris Well yes, but so what? My dates not till eight.

London walked straight over to me & grabbing my hand pulled me towards my bathroom, & on the way threw her own coat & scarf onto my sofa. She started to run me a bath, then handed me my toothbrush & toothpaste.

London Start getting ready. Me & you are going down to the beauticians in town before you go out tonight. I’m paying for you to have your nails done, maybe get a bit of a tan boost, & what do you think about getting that hair back to its natural colour in the hairdressers?

I just smiled at my best friend, & she smiled back, then gave me that hug that I appreciated so much from her. She is the only thing that has kept me on my feet since Danny, she really was a great sister.

London later gave me a lift to the restaurant AJ had informed me to meet him at, & wished me luck before leaving me to go find my blind date. As I entered the restaurant I approached the man by the door, & when to ask him if he could point me towards my table, but I was interrupted by a deep voice.

AJ Paris?

I turned around to see a dark man, maybe 5 years older than me standing about 10 inches away from where I was standing. He was pretty gorgeous, & at first I struggled to find my words.

Paris Erm, yes. AJ?

He nodded, & held his arm out as to escort me to our table. Once there, he pulled out my chair for me, & I smiled at him as he went to seat himself down.


{ DATE WITH AJ HERE }

On Tuesday I got a call about 5 minutes after I woke up. I expected it to be London, but when I looked at my mobile it came up with an unknown number.

Paris Hello?

Jeff Hello, Paris?

Paris Yes, who is this?

Jeff Its Jess. We have a blind date later. I asked the LHC if I could have your number. I hope you don’t mind. Basically I just wanted to tell you that for our date later a swim suit under your clothes might be necessary. Meet me at the entrance to the beach.

Paris Oh. That’s new, ok, no problem, thanks for informing me. See you soon Jeff.

Jeff Yeahh, I like to be original. See you later, thanks Paris, I look forward to meeting you. Bye.

& with that he had hung up. I looked over at the outfit I had arranged for later, I changed the outfit completely within a matter of seconds. I was looking forward to this date, & looking at the outfit I just arranged myself, I felt a part of me finally coming back.


{DATE WITH JEFF HERE}


{ R E S T  C O M I N G }

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coooming!!

MM dont be too happy...

Alexa Reese

Date With Troy On Wednesday
Date With Daniel On Thursday

It was a sunny day when I walked outside to my mailbox to retrieve my mail. I could hear the sound of sprinklers going off on my neighbors lawn, and dogs barking. I quickly went through my mail as I walked back to my house. Skipping pass the not so important stuff. Sprint, Pass, Insurance, Pass, 24 Hour Fitness Pass...When I came across those three big letters on the front of my envelope. LHC... I paced back and forth throughout my house trying to decide if I should open it.  I was hoping I was accepted. *Don't be a coward Alexa* I told my self as I anxiously slide my fingers through the back of the envelopes flap. I began to read the letter

Dear Ms. Alexa Reese

Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah,
Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah,
Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah,
We Reviewed Your Application Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah,
Blah, Blah, Blah,  Congratulations, Ms. Reese on being accepted
into LHC. Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Based on your
Personality we found two male candidates that meet your criteria
Troy, and Daniel... Troy is a man's man Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah,
Blah, Blah, Blah, Daniel is in a transitional Blah, Blah, Blah,
You have a Date with Troy on Wednesday and a Date with Daniel on
Thursday... We wish you all the best of luck in finding love.
                                          Sincerely
                                      Meipan&Neriah

I was thrilled and before I knew it my feet were off the ground. You don't understand this is such a relief. No more Speed Dating for me, No more blind dates, No more of my friends trying to hook me up with every decent hot man they see, No more sitting in the house on the weekends watching romantic movies eating ice cream while crying my eyes out. Most of all no more thinking about HIM. I had two dates lined up. One on Wednesday and the other on Thursday. I jumped over my Mi-ki puppy Boris to read the calendar on my bedroom wall. Today was Saturday.I didn't have much time. I knew I would need help from my friends. I haven't been shopping in months. The clothes in my closet are ancient and I'm pretty sure they have spiderwebs dangling all over them. With the help of my two best friends in the world I updated the clothes in my closet with chic modern new ones. I even went to Victoria's Secret to buy some thongs and lingerie. I don't know if guys still find boy shorts sexy any more. They are all I seem to wear these days.   





Wednesday




I was panicking, What am I saying I was a complete mess. My friends Morgan and Amber decided to come over to my house to help me prepare for my date with Troy and of course give me some advice. While I was trying on different outfits they were lounging on my bed. I felt like I was on that show what not to wear. Every time I tried on an outfit they hated it.
Morgan: "You need to show off your cleavage Alexa that always gets their attention. "
Amber: "She's looking for a potential boyfriend... Not a one nightstand Morgan. "
Morgan:  "What I'm just saying, if you show the girls they will definitely remember you.  I mean it could help when was the last time you had sex anyway Alexa??? "
Me: "My sex life is none of your business."
Morgan: "haha... Alexa your sex life is non existent."
Amber: "Morgan!!!!!!!!!!! "
Morgan: "What... I'm just saying It's been awhile since she's...you know "
Amber and I tend to ignore Morgan she is crazy, very beautiful, not very smart and she uses her looks to get what she wants. Finally they approved of an outfit. It was a Burberry dress and I paired it with a black necklace and black stilettos.
Morgan: "Wow Alexa You look nice...I haven't seen you look this nice in a long time."
Amber: "You look absolutely stunning. Your going to have him in the palm of your hands."
Morgan: "I just don't get it...Why would he be in the palm of her hands that's just crazy like he can't even fit in her palm. "
Me: ....????  "Anyway I have to get going... Bye Love ya Wish me Good Luck "
Morgan: "Remember to show some cleavage!!!!!!!! "
Amber: "Call me with the details. "
Me: "I will bye!!!!!! "

I met Troy outside of this Restaurant called Calhoun's.  I thought it was a Restaurant but instead it was a Sports Bar/Restaurant if there even is such a thing, I saw this really hot guy walking towards me.
Troy: "Hi, You must be Alexa "
Me: "Yes, I am and you must be Troy. "
Troy: "Yeah. Nice to meet you Alexa... Your very pretty by the way. "
Troy: "Shall we? As he opened the door to the restaurant."
I walked in and immediately felt over dressed. Everyone was in T-shirts and Jeans including Troy.
We sat down at booth in the back of bar and looked at the menu while the waiter was waiting to take down our order.
Troy: "I'll have the Cheeseburger with french fries and a Heineken beers."
Waiter: "Okay, and for you Miss? "
Me: "You know that sounds pretty good. I'll have the same. "
Waiter: "Okay So I have 2 Cheeseburgers 2 French Fries and 2 Heineken's."
Troy:  "You know you don't strike me as a girl who would eat a cheeseburger and french fries and drink beer. I just knew you were going to order a salad most girls do.
Me: *Oh no he's right* I meant to get a salad... What if I get mayonnaise all over my face or ketchup... I'd be so embarrassed.*  "Well, Troy that's because I'm not like most girls. "
Troy: "I know...  "I like that about you!" he said while smiling *He has the most cutest smile ever*
Our food arrived and Troy held up his beer so that we could toast.
Troy: "Cheers to a first date with Alexa. "
Me: "Cheers "
We talked about a lot of different things. I felt really comfortable with Troy. I liked him. He was just being himself he wasn't going out of his way to impress me. It just felt nice being with him. The date was ending but we exchanged numbers.
Troy: "I really had fun tonight... I would like to go on another date with you. "
Me: "I had a great time too. I would like another date with you. "
I went home washed my make-up off and played with Boris in my lap while I called Morgan and Amber on Three-way...
Amber: "So how was it? "
Me: "It was nice. I really had a good time. "
Morgan: "How did he look? Did he have a great a**? "
Me: "He is very attractive and quite funny... Yes Mor... He does have a great a**? "
Amber: "Do you think you'll want to go out with him again? "
Me: "hmm...maybe... yeah...Well I hope so! "
Morgan: "Did you show some cleavage? "
Me: "Hanging up now bye Mor, Bye Amber!!! "


Thursday



I got off work took a shower and waited for Morgan to come over unfortunately amber had to work and I was stuck with Morgan... I knew this was not a good thing. Morgan decided... no more like demanded I wear this printed purple and black dress only because it exposed my cleavage. I looked in the mirror it was a cute dress so I just decided what the heck. I left the house and arrived at Rendezvous Daniel was already waiting for me in the lounge area.
Daniel: "Hey, I'm Daniel so you must be Alexa... " He said while reaching out his hand
Me: "Yes, Nice to meet you."... I said while shaking his hand.
Daniel: "Alexa, that's an exotic kind of name I like it. "
Me: "Umm, Thanks. "
Waiter: "What would you two like? "
Daniel: *staring at my breasts*  "I'll have a breast.... uhhh.... "a  Chicken Breast please with Pasta "
Me: "I'll have a grilled chicken salad please. "
Daniel was sexy in that bad boyish kind of way. Which is the type of guys I like. I couldn't help but notice how much of a wandering eye Daniel had. Every time a girl would walk by he would stare at them. At first I shrugged it off then throughout the night I found it kind of strange. We talked about sports, movies, music, and sex. Throughout the whole night I don't even think he looked me in the face.
Me: "Daniel? Um... Daniel? "
Daniel: *staring at my breast while licking his lips repeatedly* .....umm... shakes his head. "Yeah?"
Me:*Omg I going to kill Morgan... This guy won't stop staring at my breasts... Omg is that drool?  "Well I had a good time it was nice meeting you."
Daniel: *still staring at my breasts* Nice to meet you...r breast...s  Shakes his head  "I mean nice to meet you too Alexa. Maybe we could do this again sometime. "

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Name: Ashley Orsen
Dates name: Ariella & Naomi
Dinner Date with Naomi

Well my date with Naomi was going to be at a restaurant. We were going to be alone because It was a private date. I dressed up nice and dressy but also cute and simple. I arrived there first and I was watching the door awaiting for her arrival. I saw her walk In and she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen! She looked like Marilyn Monroe. She was nice and pale,she looked sweet and slightly shy but I didn't mind. She took a seat and I introduced myself
A: Hi, I'm Ashley, you must be Naomi
N: yes I am, nice to meet you Ashley
A: You have very beautiful eyes!
N: Thank you I like your lips...I mean your eyes too...(embarrassed)
A: thank you(giggles)It's OK
N: Thanks now shall we eat?
A: We shall
We ate some really delicious food and we got to talking. Behind the shy sensitive little girl,there was a sweet,funny intelligent girl before me. She was a really nice person. We talked about all kinds of things. It was rally fun after our dinner date we went on the beach to watch the sunset In our dresses. We sat next to each other our hands touching. It was like a dream a beautiful beautiful dream. The sunset when down and we just sat there with our now holding hands. I took a moment to really admire her features. Nice bone structure,pouting lips, ruby red lip stick...She didn't really notice I was looking at her until I got up and pulled her up to. I touched her face for a moment then dived In to a passionate kiss. It was like fireworks. I stopped and she looked at me with a grin on her face. She was as happy as I was. We walked along the ocean side for a few minutes then she dropped me home. It was amazing!
[b]Date In Private Club with Ariella

I was so excited for my date with Ariella today(Tuesday)!! It was going to be so great! I got ready and put on a glue to body dress and added some accessories and met Ariella at the club. No one was there but It had said CLOSED PRIVATE PARTY!! on the door. I walked In and the club was beautiful. I spotted her at the bar preparing us some drinks. I when over to her and introduced myself.
A: Hello, I'm Ashley
Ari: Hi I'm Ariella
A: Nice to meet you
Ari: You too,want a drink?
A: sure
We sat down talking and drinking and later we went to dance and the giant dance floor. She also got on the stage and sang me a song! She has a great voice. I clapped and she bowed. After that we went outside to watch the night stars and we talked and talked and we found out more about each other. When I told her my sad love story she gave me a big hug. I said It was OK but she didn't believe me.
A: It's OK
Ari: No It's not,no man should treat a woman like that and especially a woman like you (smiles)
A: (giggles)
Ariella pulled back a piece of my hair and touched my cheeks. She gave me a deep romantic kiss and I kissed her back we kissed for about a minute and then we went to dance some more. It was 11:00 pm when I left and we kissed one more time before parting each other.It was the best night of my life!

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Vanessa North
Friday - Greg


Wednesday - phill


A few weeks after my application to join the LHC, i received a text message stating that i had been selected for 2 blind dates.
I was soo nervous yet excited at the same time.
The first guy i had a date with was on Friday with someone called Greg. Apparently he wasn’t a looker, but he was a known for his ways of making people laugh.
For this date i got a text from him which said i was supposed to meet him at a little Italian restaurant in the main part of town. So when i arrived at the restaurant before he did, so i gave greg’s name to the waiter and he showed me to a little table towards the middle of the room.
After about 5 minutes of waiting, a tall cute eyed guy came up to the table and introduced himself as Greg. The piece about him on the LHC was way off he was extremely good looking!

We spent the night just talking and i have to say, most people wouldn’t have found his humour amusing but i thought he was hilarious! After we had finished our meal, we went for a walk around the town, and then he walked  me straight to my front door, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. Before telling me that he’d be in touch.

The following day i received a text from the LHC to say that i have a date with Phil, an actor/musician, on Wednesday. It said i was to meet him at a local music venue called The Mill and that afterwards we would head out for something to eat.
I replied back to him say that i would be wearing a purple outfit, so he knew who i was. When he came up to me he had dark hair and eyes that you could drown in!
I couldn’t quite believe that he had gotten tickets to see an up and coming arist, and i have to say he was pretty good! After the gig we spent most of the night talking about all of the different bands that we liked nad although he said he was an actor, i have to say i felt as though he was beng really genuine.
When he was walking me home, i was shivering a little, so he took off his own jacket and put it around my shoulders.

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