xX... Well, i'm back and I hope I don't dissapoint. ...xX

Katie opened the door to her apartment, the moonlight streamed through the window. Quietly putting up her coat and going into the bathroom, taking off her clothes and changing into some soft pajama pants and a wife beater, she brushed her teeth and opened the door to her room. Picking up her textbook she fliped to page 305 and began reading.

It wasn't long until the door opened, she herad muffled whispers and laughter. Kirsten and...who? Some man. Damn she had recovered hadn't she?

She heard footsteps, getting up to look at who the man she went to the doorway and peered quietly out.

"Zackary?" she said, the word escaping her mouth.

Kirsten jumped and Zack turned red.

"Kaite, what the fuck! I thought you were at a date?"

"Well. Supposedly, i guess in theory. A date with myself."

"This isn't funny. Do you two know each other?" she spat, motioning to Zackary and Katie.

"Kind of..." Katie began, suddenly it felt frigid cold and her wife beater seemed a tad revealing. She crossed her hands across her chest,
"Look, sorry for interupting your date. You guys do your thing." She closed her eyes and leaning in the doorframe she quietly shut the door. She wouldn't be sleeping much. She heard a door open, more laughter and a door shutting. Katie crawled into her bed and began to read again. She had to research a paper on the Chrysler building the next day for New York Arch. and she had to finish reading about archs and pillars. Slowly, against her will she drifted off to sleep.

Katie's eyes flashed open. The flimsy drapes were no good at keeping out the rising sun. She wiped her eyes and opened her door quietly. The smell of frying bacon wafted through the apartment. Walking to the food she found Zackary, shirtless, frying bacon.

"Oh god. Still here, eh?" she through him a white t-shirt.

Catching it and putting it over his bare chest he kept on frying that damn bacon, which for some reason was really bugging her,
"Sorry. Should I have left after we were done?"

"Sarcasm, I detect it, yet it is waaaay to early."

"I'm sorry."

"No-no-no. It's just, a bit awkward, ok?"

He moved the bacon around in the pan.

"Bacon?"

"Thanks."

She chewed at the crisp bacon,

"Hey you..." Kirsten voice rang through the air, she sauntered into the kitchen area, wearing thin as paper pink satin night gown that barely went down to her knees. She went over and gave him a long kiss. Katie stopped drinking her orange juice and left as the kiss was escalating. In her room she looked at her suitcase, through on some underarmor and a t-shirt along with some khaki pants. She grabbed her bag headed for the doors, keys jingling behind her.

"Later lovebirds" she called.

"MMMMM" Kirsten responded, still kissing Zackary, now on the couch.

She grabbed the 5th avenue bus and headed uptown to the majestic Chrysler Building.

New York was just waking up, the vendors set up their stands the good smells wafting all over the place, the people made their way purposefully around the city. Katie soaked it up. Stopping at the Chrysler building she got out her pad and disposable camera and set out to sketch, write and snap the Chrysler building for a while.

Katie sat on a park bench at Washington square, drinking her Snapple lemonade she went over her sketches.

"Those are pretty good," a voice said from behind her, she jumped and turned around. It was Christopher. He looked good, wearing a Pacific Overtures shirt and jeans you could still see a little bruise here and there.

"CHRIS!" she jumped up, hugging him tightly, "God, why didn't you call?"

"They just released me, hey, I got contacts!"

She looked him over, her face breaking out into a smile, this was the best thing to happen in a while.

"I've missed you so much, i've missed everyone," he sighed breathing in the air he went over and gulped the rest of Katie's lemonade.

"Damn, I haven't drunk anything real in a loooong time!" he laughed. "Gimme a hug," she ran back to him, hugging him tightly.

"C'mon, let's go somewhere," Chris said, motioning the world outside Washington Square, "Let's celebrate!"

Heading off they went downtown to South Street Seaport's big mall. Moments later, ice cream in hand they returned to Washington Square,

"See ya later Kate, i've got to go."

"Later dude," she said, "take it easy."

Chris walked out of the square, she stood, looking at him as he left.

"Glad he's back?" a voice said quietly from behind her, people seemed to be creeping up on her a lot these days, she swiveled around. It was Toby.

"You better have a good excuse," she said.

"Unfortunatley, I don't."

"Well, tell me, I wanna hear it."

"Kaite-"

"No, seriously, this is going to be funny, why the hell you STOOD ME UP!"

she stopped, silence prevailed,

"Katie, please, listen-"

Suddenly she burst into laughter,

"God, I...I thought you were different, I thought you...you were... well, why the hell am I making such a big deal! I've been through worse," laughing like a maniac she slowly calmed down, "oh yeah, tell me why yo didn't show up."

"I- I forgot, I was with another girl."

She soaked it in,

"That's a first, thanks for being frank with me," she gathered her things, turned and left the square.

xX...Hmmm...xX