It was 6 o'clock on Friday, and the nerves were starting to build. He's coming over in an hour and you're place looks like shit, I thought. I

ran around in my bra and panties trying to tidy everything up. My makeup was already done and my hair was curled and pinned to the side. I

reached down to pick up a thong off the floor when my phone buzzed.

Piper: Annie, I NEED to go out tonight! I'm all alone… Jason has a business meeting

My thumbs flew across the keyboard while I typed out my response.

Can't got a- I was about to write hot date when I realized Piper couldn't be trusted with that type of information.

Can't- got a meeting with my stylist. Maybe some other time.

There, that should keep her tied for a bit, I thought with forced conviction. I went back to cleaning the apartment and downing a glass of brandy. Choosing my outfit was difficult- I couldn't get too dressy or it would insinuate I was high-maintenance, but I didn't want to go too casual or he would think I didn't care. Plus, I was serving some damn good wine from North Cali. I ended up wearing a white lace shirt with a black high-low skirt and my favorite Jimmy Choos.

At 6:45, I threw a tray of oven empanadas to serve with the wine. I nervously tapped around in my heels and realized that we would need

music. I trotted over to my record player and threw on my LCD Soundsystem record.

"New York I love you, but you're bringing me down," I sang deeply and lowly.

I continued until I was at the final guitar solo when the door rang. My heart dropped to my feet while turnning down the music and heading

to the door. Taking a deep breath, I unlocked the hing and swung it open.

"Hey," I breathed. Percy looked really sharp in his polo top and khaki pants.

"Hey yourself," he responded coolly, tugging at his collar.

"Welcome to La Casa Chase," I announced while gesturing for him to come in.

He came in and looked around, taking in the apartment. His eyebrows went up in a really cute way, but I couldn't stop and stare. I had to

go take the appetizers out of the oven before they burned and set off the fire alarm.

"The top penthouses are really nice. It's cool that I finally get to see one," he joked.

I laughed in a way that I thought was cute. "What floor do you live on, then?"

"I live on the 16th floor," he responded, sliding into a bar chair.

16th floor, I thought. Not that bad; he must be self-made.

"Have you always lived in New York?" Percy questioned.

"Yeah. I grew up in a brownstone in Central Park. How about you?"

"Wow, brownstone, huh? I was actually born and raised in Michigan. My dad was a poor fisherman, and he always told me, 'Percy, don't be

me. Study hard in school and be something better.' So I did. I got a football scholarship to NYU and have been working for Viacom Media ever


"Wow," I breathed, pouring our first glasses of wine. "That's actually amazing."

"Thank you," he answered with a genuine smile. "What do you do?"

My smile faltered. I didn't want to just come out and say I was a trust-fund kid.

"Um… I went to school for architecture at Cornell, but I'm not working right now. I'm looking, though."

Good save, Annabeth, I congratulated myself. It was the truth, anyway.

"You think I'm impressive? I'm not creative at all," Percy laughed.

"But I'm hardly business oriented!" I refuted.

He took a sip of his drink. "Damn, this is really good. Must have cost a fortune to get something like this."

I shrugged. "Hey, I have good taste."

We continued learning about each other and finishing bottles of red wine. I looked up at the clock and realized it was 11:30.

"Hey, Percy. Didn't you say you have to be at work at 8 tomorrow?"

He looked at his watch. "Shit, yeah. Annabeth, thank you so much for this. I'll pay for the date next time.


"So you're keeping me around?" I questioned.

"For now, at least," he chuckled, putting his coat on.

"Well, thanks for coming, Percy."

He gave me a half-smile. "I'll see you around, Annabeth."

With that, he closed the door behind him, and I fell down on my couch.

Surprise, bitch- I bet you thought you'd seen the last of me. I'm back! I feel like a total bitch and you can tell me I am, but I forgot about this! My life got really crazy (competitive horse show, school) and it just slipped away. I promise I will try to come back more often than every three months. ciao!