Percy took in a deep breath. He walked through the streets of New York, his breath fogging up the air infront of him. He was wearing the same sweatshirt Emmy had borrowed the night before. It smelled different, not like flowers like you would expect. But almost... Warmer? Yes like vanilla with a bit of orange. Wow Percy, he thought, what are you even thinking about this for? So what if she smells good? Okay, that wasn't much better. Now he admitted she smelled good. He looked up at the sky letting out a sigh and continuing to walk. Percy wasn't paying any attention as he walked straight into a girl. Percy heard a loud metalic clang as they both fell on to the ground with a grunt. "Gods dangit!" He heard the girl yell in a familiar voice, gods? Sitting up he looked the girl up and down with his green eyes. She had dark hair, fair skin and pretty eyes. She was wearing a white apron over a navy blue t-shirt and skinny jeans. He watched as she knelt over a rectanglular breif case. In her hands was a saxaphone, wich she was inspecting for dents. "Emmy?"
Emmy glared at him placing the instrument into it's case. "Good thing this is fine, other wise I might have killed you." Percy couldn't help but think how ridiculous that was. Her just a mortal girl, him a demi-god that had lived through fighting with giants. Though from what he has learned, a angry girl could be more dangerous than Hades himself. Percy laughed. "How is this funny?!" She demanded closing the snaps on her case. Percy stood before she got the chance to, and offered his hand to help her up. Emmy took it and stood holding the case at her side. "Oh nothing, just the thought of you trying to kill me." He smiled crookedly, in his usual dorky way. Emmy couldn't help but think it was cute. "It would probably involve papercuts and lemon juice." Emmy said smiling looking at her watch. "Crap I'm going to be late for work, thanks." She shot him a small glare. Percy kept his smile, hoping she wasn't serious about the paper cuts, you know how bad that would hurt? "Here to make up for it why don't I walk you? It would be the gentlemanly thing to do." Emmy scuffed, "For the past couple weeks that I have known you, you have not been gentlemanly once."
"Hey, I walked you home yesterday!"
"I had to bribe you with a piece of pie."
Percy laughed, "Then I guess it's time to change my ways." He offered his elbow, she looped her arm through it. They walked and Percy focused on synchronizing their steps. It's just one of those things that bothered him if they were off, no matter who he was walking with. "So tell me something about your self." He smiled at Emmy, it wasn't the most original thing to say, but hey it started a conversation. "Um, I'm from Louisiana." Emmy looked down like she didn't like to talk about it, but Percy being the clueless boy he was pushed her, "And?" Emmy took a moment to think. "I go to the same school as Annabeth." Percy couldn't help but take in a sharp breath at the mention of her name. Mixed emotions filled him. A mixture of longing and pure anger. Emmy realized what she had said to late, crap. They had been enjoying themselves, and she just had to ruin it.
They didn't reach the diner soon enough. Emmy turned towards Percy, "Here's my stop." He nodded, Gods why am I so stupid? A nod? That's the best I've got? Looked down at Percy's hand bitting her lip. What was she up to? In one swift moment she grabbed his left hand and pulled a pen out of her apron pocket. In a loopy messy script she wrote a series of numbers across his hand. "Well see you later." As guickly as she possibly could Emmy ran into the diner leaving Percy to look at his hand in shock. Did that suriously just happen? Sweet.