Disclaimer: I do not own Fifty Shades of Grey Trilogy, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

This is my first attempt at a fan-fiction, so excuse !

I was born and raised in England, so some of the words may be spelt the English way and not the American.

I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

Phoebe's POV

Here I am sat in one of dad's SUVs, on my way shopping with my friends. I'm highly surprised and delighted that my dad let me go with only one of our security guys; Jared Patterson. Maybe it is a sort of congratulations for graduating high school. I finished high school over 5 weeks ago and am fully focussed on enjoying myself before I get ready for college in September. Wow, I can't believe it. I'm almost 18! Mom and dad were surprisingly enthusiastic about me doing well in school during my final year. Their reaction was a little upsetting, almost as if they didn't believe I could do it. Although, I suppose they lost a little faith, when I went through a wild rebellious phase a few years ago. I was 16 and Teddy had just left for college.

Me and Teddy, (who I have affectionately nicknamed 'The Jerk') have always had a strong relationship. I had taken his departure extremely hard. I just couldn't comprehend the fact that my big brother wasn't going to be there for me, everyday like he was, and instead went off to Harvard to study business; and my younger brother just become more annoying. According to Mom, Teddy was as protective over me as much as Dad was. Even though we had our brother and sister fights, we were always close. Even though he picks on me at every given opportunity. I remember being bullied by this kid, Ryan, regularly when I was 10. Ryan was like a year or so older than me. I didn't tell Dad because I knew he would absolutely blow a gasket. One day, Ted saw me being bullied and ran over and hit Ryan, not hard enough to cause lasting injury, by hard enough to scare Ryan into leaving me alone. Ted also said that no-one was allowed to pick on his sister apart from him. Although he got a major punishment from Dad for fighting, it was evident that Dad was proud of him, for standing up for me.

I also have a younger brother, Oliver. Oliver is the quiet one of the Grey children. He doesn't speak much to anyone outside of the family he has some really close friends but that's it. He loves sports though. God good, the amount of times he has taken hostage of the TV room and no-one was allowed in there because he was matching a match or some sort. He loves all of them but he has two specific favourites; wrestling and American football. I can see him in a few years being the quarterback on the school football team. He is also seen as the sexy mysterious boy at school. And quite frankly, hearing what all the girls say about my little brother is very sickening. Apparently with his almost 6 ft. frame, brunette hair and light blue eyes he is drop dead gorgeous.

"Phoebe?" Patterson says, interrupting my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I ask, looking outside the windows, and I see we're in a parking lot, with the mall close by. Holy hell. That ride didn't last long.

"We're here. We can go in, Parking is paid for." Ah, one of the reasons why I love Patterson. He is so efficient. He's a tall man, maybe around 6"4, and plenty of muscles. I would be lying through my teeth if I said I hadn't had a crush on him since he started 4 years ago, but I'm over it. He's really kind as well. Except of course in front of my father, where he has to be all serious. I get out of the SUV, and push a lock of dark brown hair out my eyes. It's a stunning June day, with a little breeze. I grab my leather jacket and bag out of the SUV and shut the door. Patterson comes around the front and smiles at me.

"Ready to do some shopping?" He asks me, eyes twinkling.

"Always" I say, beaming back up at him.

We walk into the mall, and he starts to walk a few feet behind me, which I'm always grateful for. When I reach McDonald's. My eyes start to look around, searching for three particular people. I doesn't take me long to find my best friends; Frankie, Larissa and my cousin, Ava. As soon as I see them I stride over to them with a big smile plastered on my face. To be honest they were easy to spot, mainly due to Frankie's vibrant red hair. As soon as I reach the girls, I give them all one hug each. These girls have been there for me when I have been frustrated at my father, when a certain ex-boyfriend was being a dickhead, when I was taking Teddy's departure badly.

"Hey Pheebs" Frankie shouts at me. I giggle. It's almost as if we didn't talk on the phone last night for two hours.

"Bonjour all" I say to all of them. "We ready to eat and shop?"

"Oh my God, yes!" Ava says excitedly. I bet she's just excited to get something to eat. She eats so much, and hardly exercises at all. She is the subject of jealously for a lot of the girls that went to our high school.

We all walk into McDonalds and find an empty booth for us. We send Ava to go get our orders, casually chatting until Ava brings a huge tray of food back. We all got medium meals, except of course Ava who got a big mac, large fries and a coke. Lucky bitch. That's the great thing about being as close as we all are. We insult each other all the time and never get offended. After we get over laughing at Ava for ordering a massive meal, we get into some normal conversation.

"So where are we heading first?" Frankie pipes up.

"You all know I don't want to head into any designer stores. I only want to look in Forever 21, H&M and Gap. Really, these stores sell clothes that are as good as designer clothes" I say, nibbling on one of my fries.

"Of course Pheebs, It's not like you can afford to head into the designer stores" Ava says, sarcastically. I scowl at her and she just smirks back at me.

I sigh. "I know but I don't see the point in spending loads of money on scraps of material. I love my clothes anyway."

"She's right; she always manages to look amazing. I swear, Ava, if I could your eating habits and Phoebe's fashion sense, I would be one happy girl" Larissa says.

Ava finally relents and drops the topic. We move the conversation through different topics from fears about college, to bitching about certain sluts at schools and from issues with our parents to celebrities. Finally we move onto a topic that I was most dreading; boys.

"I just don't understand him at all" Ava huffs, clearly fed up with boyfriend Dan. "One minute he acts all loving and looks at me like it's just him and me, and then he acts like he couldn't give a shit."

"Don't panic, Ava. I'm sure it's nothing serious. Just make him sit down and explain to you what's going on." Frankie tries to reassure her. Ava just nods, not looking to sure. Then she turns to me. Here we go…

"So Phoebe, anymore updates in the Phoebe/Austin love story" she looks at me, and I instantly know it's going to be hard to lie her. Everyone always sees throw me when I lie. But I can't let her know what recently happened. I just can't. She would badger me for details until I gave in.

"Um…. No" The slight pitch change in my voice gives it away though.

"You're lying! Come on tell us!" She stares at me intently. Daring me to lie to her. Frankie and Larissa lean over the table, as if it's something no one else can know. I suppose it is. I sigh in defeat and begin my story.

A/N:

So yeah I'm a bit nervous about doing this (I'm a coward, I know!), so please tell me what you think! Chapter 2 will be up in a few hours; once I get some last minute touches done, and I promise that not all updates will be this short.

Danielle xXx