Finally the man of the hour arrives and not just in spirit. I know I haven't been posting much, but school and such. Lucky for us all I only have one day left. Any which way I hope you like this one cause it took a while. Comment and Enjoy =)

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Justin thought scrounging through the phonebook for yet another catering company.

As he was leaving Mode that day he'd received a distressing phone call from the catering company he'd hired. Apparently they'd accidentally double booked Mode and some billionaire's daughter's sweet 16 on the same day. Evidentially the billionaire was of higher priority. Now he was frantically searching for a replacement company, but with little more than a week until the Mode fashion show it was almost impossible to find a replacement. He felt complete and utter desperation and was only one rejection away from offering sexual favors.

If he couldn't find a catering company in time Wilhelmina would surely castrate him. He paced back and forth through his apartment contemplating the end of his career while looking for more catering companies by which he could prostrate himself over the phone for hours until he passed out on his couch exhausted.

He awoke several hours later to the smell of something burning. At first he thought I was him dreaming, but then it clicked to him that he wasn't asleep anymore. He shot up so quickly he went dizzy for a second and headed for the kitchen only to find the last person he wanted to see with a burning pan in front of him. Justin sprinted to the cabinet next to his refrigerator to pull out the fire extinguisher he always kept there.

After the fire was out he turned to its creator and spoke.

"How the hell did you get in here?"

"The land lord let me; I guess you didn't tell him we aren't together anymore."

Justin rolled his eyes. "I guess it slipped my mind, I've had more important things on my mind lately. What the hell did you think you were doing any way? We both know you can't cook for your life."

Andrew rubbed the back of his neck, feeling an awkward and inept. "I was trying to surprise you. It just sort of got a little out of hand."

Justin rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I'd say more than a little? Well at least I was surprised, mission accomplished; now get the hell out of my house." He said while motioning him toward the door.

"Hold on can we just talk?"

"No, get out. I got work to do."

"Wait, just give me 5 minutes."

"One"

"Three"

"58 seconds"

"Alright, alright" Andrew swallowed before he spoke again. "I know I messed up. I messed up really bad and I'll do anything to make things right." Justin gave him another unenthused look. "I know you aren't ready to take me back, and I don't blame you, but can we at least be friends for now?"

"I don't know."

"How about I take you out to eat, as a friend?"

"Do you even have money?" Justin asked bluntly. Andrew gave a cheesy smile and rubbed the back of his neck again. Justin shook his head and put an exasperated hand over his face. "Call Jade Dragon." Justin returned to the kitchen for the menu.

Andrew grinned before being hit in the face with a rag. "What was that for?"

"If you're staying you're cleaning up the mess in my kitchen you made." Justin said with complete seriousness.

There was a knock at the door and Andrew felt utter relief. "Is that the food?"

"Don't get too excited you aren't eating till you finish cleaning." Justin called from the living room as he got up for the door.

"What you can't."

"Watch me"

"My arms hurt from scrubbing and I only have a little bit left."

"Better finish it quick before your food gets cold." Justin said with cruel satisfaction. Andrew let out an exasperated noise from the kitchen. "Don't get lazy either I want that kitchen spotless."

He opened up his door and took the food from the delivery boy.

"$21.63"

Justin put the bag on his coffee table and pulled his wallet from his jacket hanging by the door and a card fell on the floor. He paid the man and picked the card up on his way back to the living room.

McGinnis Catering, (219)-555-5555, 863 Bedford Avenue

Business Hours 9 – 5 Mondays – Fridays & 9 – 1 Saturdays

Justin let out a loud yell in his excitement causing Andrew to run in to check on him.

"What's wrong?"

"The world's not out to get me after all!"

Justin rose bright and early that Saturday prepared to do whatever it would take to get a catering company for the show. He was up at 7:00, out the house by 8:30 and had made his way from Morningside Heights to Williamsburg by way of train by 9:45. He was not willing to take no for an answer or take any chances, this was his last option. Justin glanced at his reflection in the glass doors of the office to check his self, and crossed his fingers as he stepped in.

He made his way to the front desk were the receptionist sat. "I need to see Austin McGinnis."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No but-"

"No appointment, no entry." She said flatly.

"I need to see him its important, I need to book him for an event this week."

"There's no open date for this week."

"How would you know; you didn't even check an appointment book."

"I know cause I know." She said now irritated.

"Look…" He looked down at the name on her chain. "…Shatoya. Just let me speak to Austin and I can sort this out." He said now irked as well.

"I said no."

"Look this is important. I'm an old friend, now let me see him." He said with his voice raised and hands on her desk.

"Look! First of all don't go getting an attitude with me because I am not the one." She snapped now standing up as well. "Second of all, I don't care who you are. You don't see him without an appointment."

Justin released an exasperated groan and from the back approached the object of his salvation.

"What's going on up here?"

"This guy says he knows you, but he doesn't have an appointment."

"He knows me?" Austin focused in on Justin and after a second or two; recognition was evident on his face. "Justin"

"Yeah it's me." Suarez said slightly taken aback by Austin's arrival.

"Shatoya it's alright I know him. Come with me to my office."

"Thanks" Justin walked pass Shatoya ignoring her glares and faces as he did.

"Gosh come in sit down over here. Talk about a blast from the past." He said still marveling at Justin's sudden appearance. "What brings you here?"

Just as Austin was shocked at what he was seeing so was Justin. Austin had changed so much in the last 8 years since they saw each other. He'd finish growing for one, he was at least 6' 1'' to Justin's 5' 10'', last time they were together Justin was taller. He'd also had more hair around his face that wasn't there the last time they were together and put on more muscle, contrasting his previously scrawny physique. His hair was less trained, but not sloppy. Despite his change though, he still had the same adoring blue eyes he had when they were younger, a thought that mad Justin more at ease..

"Justin?"

Suarez took a second to snap out of his thoughts. "Oh, yeah um, I need a catering company for an event this week."

"This week, why so short notice?"

Justin dropped his shoulders in having to explain the entire situation to him. It was a rough week and wanted to move past it.

"Well I'll check, but I think we're booked for that day."

As Austin went to check his computer Justin's mind flowed back to his earlier thoughts about change. He'd changed a lot too now that he thought about it. Not so much physically, although he did get slightly more muscular (somewhat less than Austin though) but mentally and emotionally he'd significantly changed. He was slightly less flamboyant if only slightly and had become more assertive. Not to mention he felt more secure with himself than years past.

Austin turned around with an empathetic frown. "I'm sorry Justin, but there's no open slot in the schedule." He said solemnly.

Justin sighed. "Thanks for looking for me?"

"Is there anything else?"

"No, but thanks anyway. I guess I'll see you around." Justin got up and left miserable.

"Yeah, anytime" He said sounding more disappointed than before.

Justin spent the remainder of his weekend in complete dread. He headed to work planning the end of his career and was mentally preparing himself for Wilhelmina to explode on him. He sat at his desk waiting for her to call him in to discuss the arrangements of the show when his phone started to vibrate. It was Austin.

"I have great news. The Kowalski bar mitzvah we were booked for Friday got canceled, apparently the kid got sent to military school."

Justin almost imploded from sheer elation. "Oh my God you're a life saver. I can't tell you how much you just saved the day."

"Saved the day from what?" Wilhelmina's voice shot a chill down her assistant's back and he immediately turned to face her.

"Saved the day from terrible fashion, I'm talking to a designer that was going to put seashells on her outfit."

"Ugh, make sure she understands the folly of her ways and come to my office when you're done." Wilhelmina left Justin wiping sweat from his brow.

"That was the boss. I'll have to call you back later with the address and everything."

"Ok, good luck at work."

"Later Austin"

"Later Juse"

Justin headed into Wilhelmina's office completely relieved. He had a reliable caterer, his career was still intact, and did Austin just call him Juse? That was a name he hadn't heard in years. He'd almost forgotten what it sounded like coming out his mouth.

TBC