Katie Gardner looked at the leaflet in her hand, it was flapping in the wind. She straightened it out and gazed at the words.
"The Oracle." She mused, it was a flyer for tarot readings, claiming to channel the Greek gods and the fates, to predict your future. Katie shrugged, she was in a good mood, so why not? She checked where the closest booth was, and stuffed the flyer into her bag.
A brisk five minute walk later, and Katie was stood outside a small cubicle, with a door covered by a curtain. The booth was two by two metres, and when she went through the door she saw it was separated into two areas. The first area consisted of six chairs in two rows of three, the second half was again covered by a deep purple velvet curtain. Unsure of what to do, Katie went to sit down. With uncanny timing a woman came from behind the curtain, her black hair cascading around her face in curls.
"Come in." She said, before disappearing once more. Katie giggled to herself, realising how ridiculous she probably looked. Not that there was anyone else here to see her however. She slid behind the curtain, into a room once again decorated with deep purple drapes and golden trimmings. It was all a bit depressing really, too dark too match Katie's sunny personality. The woman didn't wait for Katie to say anything, and instead, firmly took Katie's left hand in both of hers and closed her eyes. Katie began to wonder if she'd made the right decision. Her chipped nails looked untidy next to the strange woman's polished skin, and flawless nails.
"You will meet him, this week. Yes, this week. Things will change. Maybe not for the best. But yes, he will be part of it." The woman was almost asleep it seemed, her words were very soft, and she was smiling. Katie found her eyes closing. Her mind rewarded her impulsiveness by showing her the image of a good looking guy. He had dark curly brown hair, just hanging over a pair of stunning blue eyes, with a cheeky looking gleam in them. If this was who she was meeting this week, she was looking forward to it.
"Annabeth?" Katie called as she entered the apartment she shared with two other girls.
"Thalia?" She shouted after there was no answer. Katie closed the door behind her, and threw her keys into the bowl that always sat on the table by the door. There was a tapping noise coming from the living room, Katie stepped over a pile of Annabeth's notes and through the large arch leading into the living room. Annabeth was sat on the battered blue sofa, furiously tapping away at her laptop with a frown on her face. It took five minutes of Katie noisily clearing her throat to get Annabeth's attention. Annabeth looked up in shock.
"Oh. How long have you been stood there?" She asked. Katie snorted.
"A good five minutes. Where's Thalia?" She flopped onto the sofa next to Annabeth and glanced at the laptop screen.
'From this we can infer that the Romans were more focused on the practicality of building, opposed to the Greeks desire for grandeur.' Well that bit made sense, Katie thought. She read on a line, which was a confusing sentence full of numbers and long words. Never mind.
"Thalia's at another one of those fight classes. Her goal this month is to be able to beat a grown man in a fight." Annabeth said simply, they were used to Thalia's unusual, and often high aimed, goals.
"Fair enough. So I went to this fortune telling thing today." Katie began.
"No way." Annabeth groaned, "Those things are a load of crap designed to get your money! Come on Katie, you're not serious?" Katie remained silent.
"You are." Annabeth sighed. "Go on then, tell me." Katie handed Annabeth the leaflet.
"There are three within a walking distance, I went to all of them and they all told me the same thing Annabeth!" Katie protested, "I seriously think they might be onto something!" Annabeth rubbed her temple.
"Please, tell me what the Oracle said, I beg of you." Annabeth said dryly.
"I'm going to meet some guy this week, he's going to change things, maybe not for the better. And then I closed my eyes and I saw him!" Katie argued.
"Whatever! It just isn't logical." Annabeth caved in. "How was work?" Katie grinned at the prospect of discussing work. She was working in one of the only plant research labs in the area, she was in charge of making the plants grow correctly, she had talent with things like that.
"We grew more daffodils, we're analysing them tomorrow and the effects of-"
"Okay whatever, I was just being polite." Annabeth grinned. Her phone buzzed next to her, Percy came up. Annabeth's smile got even wider and she swiped the phone up, quickly tapping out a reply.
"Date went well then?" Katie smirked as she got up and headed to the kitchen.
"Shut up!" Annabeth shouted at her back. Katie just shook her head and grabbed the cereal box and milk. She heard Annabeth go back to furiously typing on her laptop as she climbed the spiral stairs to her room. Living on the top floor and paying vast amounts of rent did have it's advantages. Of course, most of the rent was paid by Thalia's mysterious father. Katie had asked what her father's job was once, Thalia went off muttering about how he was some ruler. Katie had never asked again.
Katie's room was simple, with a wooden double bed, matching wardrobe and dresser and a mirror. All of this furniture was pushed to the side, the middle of the floor had a large blue tarp covering it. On the tarp were several plant pots, each containing a different type of plant. The sun hit this part of the floor the most, so Katie had sacrificed any hopes of organisation and set the plants there. By the time she'd slowly eaten er way through a box of cereal, it was a sigh, Katie changed and flopped into her bed. Her eyes shut, and she was quickly asleep. The boy with the blue eyes and brown curls was the star of her dreams.
As soon as she awoke, Katie felt foolish, for the third time that week. To dream of a good looking guy because some crazy lady mentioned she'd meet someone? It was a new low. Still, it gave her plenty of energy to get ready for work that morning. Katie was almost a blur as she ran around the two storey apartment getting ready for work. She only slowed down to savour the taste of her fruit filled bran cereal. As Katie walked out of the door, she glanced down at her wrist watch, ten minutes past eight. She was early.
The lift seemed to be taking forever, Katie tapped her foot on the floor impatiently. Finally, the lift doors opened and Katie made it onto the street. It was busy, as was to be expected, and someone as small as Katie had to push quite frequently to make it through the crowds. Her good mood was rapidly disappearing. She checked her watch, what had seemed like eternity had only been fifteen minutes, meaning she was still early. Katie let out a deep breath and bullied her way into Starbucks.
"Good morning." She smiled charmingly to the woman behind the counter. The woman didn't even smile back.
"Just a coffee with a sugar please." Katie sighed, some people could be so rude. A minute later a coffee was slammed down in front of her. Katie paid the $1.70 she owed and grabbed the coffee. She spun round, her good mood completely evaporated, and slammed straight into a guy's chest. Scalding coffee spilt all over the both of them.
"I'm so sorr-" Katie's words caught in her mouth, as she looked straight into the deep blue eyes of the guy who'd been haunting her mind all week.
A/N: Does it suck? Is it too short? I might take it down or post more but please leave me some constructive criticism!
it took me a ridiculously long time to write this, love writer's block.