The sun was shining bright when I woke up to the sound of knocks at my door. I sat up in my bed and looked at the alarm clock that sat on my side dresser, which read 11:18am. I quickly got out of bed, threw on some pants, and headed to the living room. I looked out the peep hole and saw a smiling Mikayla on the other side.

“Hey, Kat! I hope I didn't wake you! I made you some 'welcome to the building' cookies!” Mikayla said joyfully as I opened the door.

“You did, but it's ok, I needed to get up anyways. Thanks for the cookies, come on in!” I said, taking the platter from her and moving out of the way to let her in.

“Ooh, I like what you've done in here so far!” She said, maneuvering her way around the various boxes placed around the living room to the couch.

“So you think I should keep the boxes then?” I jokingly asked.

“Uh of course!” Mikayla replied, and we both let out a laugh.

“Do you want anything to drink? I've got water, water, oh, and water!” I asked.

“Hmm... that's a tough one... I think I'll have a water.” She responded, and we both laughed again. I grabbed two water bottles and joined her on the couch. “So, tell me about yourself, Katlina. Where are you from, what drive you here to Chicago?”

“Well... I moved here from Toronto – the place I've lived for my entire 22 years of being alive – and I moved to Chicago well... I think it was just a spur of the moment kind of thing? It was somewhere new, different, and well, not Toronto!” I told Mikayla. It was true; I had no idea or real reason to move to Chicago, besides getting out of Toronto.

“Oh, cool! I moved back here from Wisconsin.” Mikayla stated.

“Back?” I questioned.

“Yea, when I was 10, my family moved from here to Madison for my dad's job. We came back and visited a lot. Growing up, I always knew I was meant to live here, and well, here I am!” She answered.

“Oh, ok! So what do you do for work?”

“Well, I love books, so what better place to work than a bookstore? I work at this little one down at the plaza,” Mikayla started. “Oh! You need a job, right?” I nodded. “We're hiring right now, I could see if my boss could give you a job!”

“Oh gosh, really? You'd do that for me?” I asked, ecstatic.

“Yea! I think it'd be fun to work with you! You seem like a really nice person!”

“Thank you so much!” I exclaimed, leaning in to give her a quick hug.

“No problem! Plus, you can't expect to live without pay, right?” She asked, as a vibration went off. “Was that me or you?”

“Uh I think it was me.” I replied, reaching to the table to pick up my phone. The screen read 'One new message'. I opened it and it was from Pat. Shoot. I forgot about lunch with him.

“Hey, are we still on for lunch? I was thinking about pizza.” Is what the message read. I couldn't help but laugh.

I replied, “Sure, pizza sounds good :)”

“Ok, I'll meet you out front of your place at 12” Pat responded.

“What's so funny?” Mikayla asked, confused.

“Ok, so I met this guy yesterday, and he asked me to lunch, right? Well guess what he wants for lunch.”

“Oh man, I don't know, what?” I laughed

“Pizza.” I replied. We both laughed at this.

“Ha! What a guy. What's his name?” She asked me.

“Patrick.... I didn't get his last name.” I answered. “Hey, could you help me choose out something to wear for my 'pizza date'? I don't think Pat would enjoy pajamas much.”

“Yea, sure!” Mikayla replied, laughing. We both got up and I lead Mikayla to my bedroom.

“Sorry it's a bit of a mess, I still haven't finished packing if you haven't noticed.” I said, grabbing my suit case off the floor and placing it on my bed.

“It's ok,” Mikayla responded, rummaging through my clothes. “How long have we got?”

“Well, Patrick said 12, so half an hour.” I replied. I sat on my bed for a good 10 minutes while Mikayla picked through clothes, trying to make an outfit.

I had excused myself to the washroom when I heard a slight screech come from my bedroom. I quickly rushed back to my room to find Mikayla holding up one of my t-shirts.

“Katlina, what is this?” She asked, flipping the shirt around to reveal another shirt my dad had given to me a year ago.

“Oh come on! My dad gave that to me before he... passed away.” I responded, snatching the shirt from her.

“I'm sorry, but, um, but it's a Leafs shirt! C'mon! You're in Hawk territory now!” Mikayla stated, sorting through my clothes again.

“It's not my fault my dad was a Leafs fan and I was brought up as one. I love that shirt, it's so comfy. Besides, I don't pay much attention to hockey.” I responded.

“Here, wear this.” Mikayla gave me a dirty look as she threw a shirt and a pair of shorts at me. I go and put on the outfit she chose for me. When I walked out, Mikayla gasped at me. “Oh I knew that outfit was perfect! You look great!”

“Thanks!” I replied. “How should I do my hair?” I asked Mikayla as she walked over to me.

“Hmm... I'm thinking high ponytail. Here, I'll do it for you!” She exclaimed, motioning for me to sit beside her on my bed. So I did. She brushed and pulled my hair into a ponytail. I checked my phone and noticed it was was 11:55am.

“Oh shit! Pat will be here in five minutes!” I exclaimed, hopping off the bed.

“Shit!” Mikayla exclaimed, laughing. “Ok, let's get you going!”

We headed out the door of my apartment, and stood in the hallway.

“I'm scared, Mikayla. This is my first date in a long time, what if he figures out that he doesn't like me?” I asked, getting nervous.

“Kat, calm down!” She said, pulling me into a hug. “You're gonna do okay. If he doesn't like you, and I don't see why he wouldn't, then well, it's his loss!”

“Thanks, Mikayla. I guess I shouldn't worry, I mean, there isn't much that could go wrong at a pizza joint.” I said, laughing. Mikayla laughed, too.

“No problem, anything for my friend. Now, go down there before Pat thinks you blew him off!” She replied, heading inside. “When you get back, you better tell me all about it!”

“Ha ha, okay, see ya!” I waved, walking down towards the elevator. I pressed the button and got in when it arrived. I got to the lobby and proceeded to go outside. I sat on a bench that was against the wall of my building. I sat for a couple minutes, searching for Patrick. Finally, I saw him walking towards me.

“Hey, I thought you'd never show up!” I said, laughing. I stood up and he pulled me into a hug.

“Of course I would. I'd never do that to you,” He smiled at me. “So you ready to eat?” He asked, fixing his cap.

“Yep!” I said cheerfully, following his lead as he headed the way of the place.

I was excited, to tell you the truth. It was my first date in years, and I really enjoyed my time with Patrick and Jonathan last time, so I thought I'd enjoy being alone with Patrick.

I couldn't wait until we got to the pizza place.

Notes

chapter twoo. "ok so this is basically a filler. next one will be Pat and Kat's date woo."
i have 2 more chapters from mibba to add, so enjoy~