Crap. Percy thought.
The most important job interview of his life and he was going to be late.
Double crap.
He gulped down his coffee, hailed a taxi, and combed his untamable raven black hair in one smooth motion, and sighing in relief when a taxi pulled up almost immediately.
Well, this was New York, what did Percy expect?
He hurriedly yanked open the yellow door, failing in his rush to notice the ravishingly pretty woman sitting there.
By the time he had gotten his seat belt on, and told the driver his job interview address, the woman was staring at him.
His ADHD brain took in everything about her, her princess-like blond curls, her slim body figure, and most of all, her startling gray eyes. They seemed to be analyzing Percy, the same way he was taking in everything about her, except her eyes were like a stormy sky.
"Hi. I'm Percy." Percy said, putting out his hand to her.
She narrowed her eyes at him, then decided to accept, shaking his hand firmly in a strong grip.
"I'm Annabeth. Annabeth Chase", she said, her eyes sparkling. "I noticed you're in a incredible hurry, Percy, care to tell me why?" She smiled at him and even though he had just met her, he really liked her already.
"I'm already late for the most important job interview in my life." Percy replied, too tongue tied to say anything else.
"Oh," Annabeth said, smiling at him sympathetically. "I can't say I've been in your shoes, but for what its worth, I'm sorry."
From what he had observed from her impeccable outfit, a pencil skirt, and a owl sweater, he didn't doubt that she hadn't been late for anything in her life.
"Where's the job at?" she asked, pulling him out of his thoughts.
"Huh? Oh! The job is at Poseidon Inc" Percy exclaimed, wanting to find out where she was going.
"Really!? I work there!" she said, her eyes lighting up.
"Seriously? What do you work as?"
"I'm an architect," Annabeth explained. Percy was half listening when she talked about her job, but he was staring at her gray eyes on fascination. They constantly changed, going from stormy to brilliant in a second. Just by staring at her eyes, Percy knew that he would definitely not want to be on her bad side.
"Percy? You listening?"
"Yeah. I'm just thinking about how cool it is that we ended up in the same taxi, both hopefully work at the same place" Percy said.
"Well," Annabeth said, " my mom always said that there was no such thing as coincidences, just fate."
"No way!" Percy exclaimed, " my mom too!"
Annabeth broke into a smile, and Percy felt unnatural butterflies in his stomach.
"Well, Percy, I guess they were right!"
"You going to get out or continue bonding for the rest of your lives!?"the taxi driver growled from in front of them startling them both.
Percy looked out the window and saw Poseidon Inc in front of him and the butterflies in his stomach doubled.
"Good luck on your job interview!" Annabeth said as she pushed him out of the taxi towards the door.
Percy stood in front of the doors and stepped forward, pushing the heavy glass doors in front of him open.
After a couple of questions Percy found himself in the gray , steel elevator, reminding his mind about a certain pair of gray eyes.
He slipped his hands into his pockets, and narrowed his eyes in confusion when he pulled out a business card.
Annabeth Chase, formal architect of Poseidon Inc (FAOPI), he read with difficulty, due to his dyslexia, marveling at how she had gotten it in his pocket without him noticing.
He turned the card over in his hands and noticed a number, (917)-609-4020, with the words "Call me" in neat handwriting.
Percy smiled. Will do, Annabeth. Will do.
