I lay in bed trying to sleep but as usual I couldn't. I turned to glance at the alarm clock on the bedside table which now read 1.00am. "Great another sleepless night," I sighed to myself. My thoughts and worries had been keeping me awake for the two weeks now but I couldn't help but think about my current predicament.

Although it had only been a month since my epiphany about relationships and dating, my progress in the wine cellar was going even faster than I expected. The room was almost ready except the furniture and a few minor adjustments with the plumbing.

It took me awhile to figure it all out and the precautions I would have to take but once I started everything just sort of fell into place. I divided the room into a larger one and a smaller one just in case my guest would try to leave. I didn't want to use the word escape because she wouldn't be my prisoner exactly.

In fact I would worship her and treat her like a queen every day. I would cook for her, buy her clothes and jewellery or anything else she desired. She would be the luckiest girl alive!

The darndest thing was, I didn't seem to meet anyone I particularly liked which was bizarre because I didn't have the greatest taste in women. It was as if all the good women had simply vanished off the face of the earth.

I just couldn't seem to find anyone. I'd been on numerous blind dates and a couple of speed dating sessions but no one seemed right for me and my grand plan.

Yes, the women I met were attractive and definitely interested in me but there was always something off about each and everyone of them which I knew would be detrimental to my plan in the long run.

What was the point of going through all this trouble when I couldn't meet anyone special. I wasn't asking for perfection, just someone special enough for all of this but until now I hadn't met anyone that really caught my attention.

Maybe it just wasn't meant to happen. That thought had crossed my mind more frequently than I would've liked these past few weeks. Deep down inside I knew what I was doing was crazy and that there was a huge chance it wouldn't even work out.

I was risking a lot by doing this and I knew it. My life would cease to be normal if my plan ever did work out. But then again what was the point of a normal life if it was going to be a lonely and miserable one.

Yes my plan was crazy but what if it did work and we did live happily ever after once we really got to know each other? The "what if" was what kept me going everyday, I just needed to meet more people that's all, I hoped.

I had a long day ahead of me tomorrow. My sister had called earlier asking me to take her kids out for ice cream after I was done with work. She told me she had some errands to run so she needed me to babysit them for awhile.

I was surprised at first because she'd never asked me to take care of her kids before, in fact she hardly ever asked anything of me before. I wanted to decline due to the fact that my sister lived about an hours drive away. Just thinking of the drive there and her noisy ill behaved kids made me want to say no immediately but I somehow ended up saying yes.

It was so typical of me, always trying to impress my siblings who'd neglected me my whole life. She probably called me as a last resort, I was almost sure of it but I'd already agreed just now so I didn't have a choice.

I somehow managed to pull through the next day despite the lack of sleep. I was sitting in Mc Donalds watching Cathy's kids play in the small indoor playground with other kids. We were at the mall nearby her place and I was waiting for her to text or call saying that she was back.

I looked at my watch for about the hundredth time that minute, it was already 7 o'clock. Where the hell was she? I was bored out of my mind sitting here doing nothing but looking at the kids.

Feeling a sudden urge to take a piss I decided to take a walk to the wash room, I doubt the kids would even notice my absence. I asked one of the mothers there to watch over them before I took off. The last thing I needed was my sister blaming me for losing her kids although that wouldn't exactly be a bad thing since they were absolute monsters.

After using the wash room I decided to take a short stroll and do some window shopping. I smiled at the peace and quiet, I didn't realise how hard it was to take care of children and I wondered if I would ever raise my own.

Maybe with the right person, I would actually want to. I sighed in frustration as I thought about all the girls I had dated and met recently.

Would I ever find the right person? What if I never did? What if I was destined to be alone and miserable like my late mother. I shuddered at the thought of my mother who lived most of her life alone and bitter because my father had left her when we were young. My thoughts were interrupted by a gentle tap on my shoulder.

"Excuse me sir? Would you like to buy a badge to show your support in conjunction with World Aids Day?" A young girl smiled at me with the brightest, most icy blue eyes I had ever seen. Her eyes reminded me of Arctic sea ice; light blue and clear as day.

She was standing a good three feet away from me with a basket held out in front of her containing a bunch of red ribbons. I looked at the basket and then at her. "How much?" I asked slightly tongue tied by her beauty.

"Only 3 dollars," she replied while looking over my shoulder, clearly distracted by something behind me.

"Oh, in that case give me two please," I smiled reaching for my wallet.

"Thank you very much sir," she replied enthusiastically. "Your contribution is very much appreciated, please wear the badge for the rest of the day in support of our fight against HIV."

Before I could reply she marched right past me towards a group of people who looked around her age and immediately started scolding them about something. They were all standing at a booth that carried numerous banners and flyers showing pictures of red ribbons and sickly looking people. There was a large banner that stood out from the rest saying "World Aids Day by Faculty of Medicine, Penn State University".

"Ahem." I turned back to see a petite young girl holding out her hand towards me for the money. She looked at me clearly irritated for waiting so long. I hadn't even realised she was there until the beautiful girl had left.

She had short brown hair and nice olive tanned skin which complemented her light coloured hair. She was actually quite pretty, but the blue eyed girl had stolen all my attention and made this girl invisible to me up to now. In fact nothing else seemed to exist while she talked to me just now.

I quickly took out the money and placed it in her hands. She seemed to relax once I'd handed it to her and she smiled at me in response as she gave me two ribbon badges.

"This is a good thing what you're doing here, not many people actually publicize this matter," I said trying to make small talk. I was hoping the other girl would come back and talk to me again.

She simply shrugged her shoulders and replied "Yeah I guess it is."

"What's your name?" I asked politely as I looked over my shoulder towards the booth. I had to see that girl again.

"Candice,"she replied. She looked quite pleased at the moment with the attention I was giving her.

"And the other girls name? You know, the one with you just now?" I asked trying not to show how eager I was.

Her whole demeanour changed at my question. She looked downright pissed as she rolled her eyes at me. "Why didn't you just ask me that to begin with? Her names Samantha. Samantha Greenberg."

I smiled at her in embarrassment, she saw right through me.

"Why am I not surprised?" she mumbled to herself as she walked away from me.

She must get that a lot, I thought as I stared after her and then I saw that girl again. She was talking passionately to an elderly couple as she pointed to one of the flyers in her hands. She seemed to be the only one there who really cared about what she was doing. The other students were mostly talking amongst themselves and just sitting around doing nothing.

I found myself unable to move as I continued to stare at her. Long dark hair fell in waves around her shoulders and back which was a stark contrast to her fair almost white skin tone. She looked like a super model instead of a student as she stood there in her tight jeans and fitting t-shirt. She had a slender frame with long toned legs that I could make out clearly until her extremely tight jeans.

However, it was her eyes that had completely blown me away. Her icy blue orbs seemed to burn into my very soul and envelope me in her gaze. It made me want more, like she was some sort of drug that I hadn't even tried but got hooked to already. I wanted to stare into them again so badly, I fought the urge to walk up to her again and look at them.

I laughed to myself as I realised that God worked in mysterious ways because without even trying, without even looking, I stumbled upon her. This girl could be the one I've been waiting for.

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