A/N: Hey, sorry this has taken so long. I'm not even sure how long its been since I've updated. I had writers block - I did actually finish a chapter, then I sent it to a friend and when she refused to comment on it, I realised it must be pretty bad. And rereading it, I was hugely embarrased at how awful it was. So I rewrote most of it, and here it is at last! Its really short, so sorry about that too, but I;m nhot good with writing romantic scenes!

From: Claudia Kishi
To: Stacey McGill
Subject: none

Hey Stace! I am so looking ford to this reunion of Kristy's! I haven't seen so many of us ex-members for so long. I don't even know what Shannon and Jessi and Logan are doing now. Come to think of it, does anyone know where Logan is? I no he was only an asoshiate member, but he shuld still be there, at leest for part of it.

Anyway, how are you? And most importantly, how is it going with Jay? I hate to say it, but are you sure hes trustworthee? I mean, he hasn't even told you where his appartment is, and how long have you been dating him? Well, I beter go, I have just realized I have run out of milk.

Claudia

I barely registered the fact I had an email as I closed down my computer. It could wait till tomorrow. I only had a couple of hours to get home and get ready for my date that night with Jay. As I cleared up my desk I wondered where we would go tonight. Then I thought of something even more important – what would I wear?

I hurried out of my office and hailed a cab. I got home to my apartment building and dashed through the doors and into a lift. Once in my apartment I headed straight for my wardrobe. I changed my mind about a million times before finally settling on a little (and I mean very little) black dress. That decided, I started digging through the cupboard besides the bathroom. Most visitors to my apartment assume it's a linen cupboard – they're always very surprised when they open it to find shoe boxes instead of sheets. The linen is kept in a kitchen cupboard. I just don't have enough space. I finally settled on a pair of heels and ran into the shower.

An hour later, there was a knock on the door. Jay and I have been going out long enough for the doorman to know to let him straight up. I composed myself hurriedly (having only just finished putting on my make up) and answered the door.

"Hey Stace," he said smiling at me. I smiled back. After six months of dating, I still hadn't got used to that smile.

"Where are we going tonight?" I asked

"This new place I found. It's called Legato, and the food is excellent."

Jay knows the best places to eat in the city. He's a great cook too. I know because he's cooked dinner at my apartment a few times.

"And after that," Jay continued, "Maybe we could go back to my place?"

I smiled. At last! I knew I didn't have anything to be suspicious about, no matter what Claudia said. After tonight, I'd be able to give her a full description of his apartment, and she would stop worrying about me. Just because her last boyfriend had dumped her completely out of the blue, didn't mean I couldn't trust men!

After dinner, I was in Jay's place at last. I wandered round, admiring the artwork on the walls, until I got to one picture that just seemed…out of place. It was a large action shot of some basket-baller.

"I thought you hated basket ball." I called to Jay, who was in the kitchen looking for glasses.

"I do." He replied, sounding bemused.

"Um, then why…" my voice trailed off. Stop it Stacey. I scolded myself. You sound like a the Spanish inquisition or something!

Jay came into the room. "Oh that?" He asked. He laughed, a little nervously, it seemed. "You know how it is…roommates don't always agree on interior decorating!"

I smiled. I really needed to stop being so suspicious. I was letting Claudia's insecurities get the better of me.

Jay lent casually against the door that led to his bedroom. "Coming with me, darling?" he asked.

I turned away from the photo and followed him in.