A/N: Testing the waters with this one. My friend helped me write this one. *WARNING: TROLLING WILL NOT BE TOLERATED! ANY KIND OF TROLLING WILL BE IMMEDIATELY REPORTED! I ALMOST DELETED ONE STORY BECAUSE I WAS INSULTED!* I have never wrote a crossover fan fic before so, I am sorry if it is not perfect or seems dumb.
(Please note: If you follow me and my other stories Fifty Shades of Relived Memories or A Night to Remember I finally got out the fog for those 2 stories and currently working on the chapters. Be patient ^_^)
Enjoy!
Chanelle's POV
"Chanelle! Where do you want your box of dvd's to go?" My dad yells from the door. I moved from Philadelphia to Seattle for a career change. All my life I wanted to be a singer and an actress but I knew right off the bat my dad was having that. He was mad because I had auditioned for The Voice and made it all the way to the semi finals but I had to drop out because I got tonsillitis.
"Ummmm...You can slide those in the first room to your right!" I yell while running out to grab more boxes. I am so glad that my dad drove cross country with the movers to help me move. I bring in 2 more boxes and those were filled with clothes and shoes. My dad stops and grabs some water. I grab a glass and join him. "Dad, I seriously can't thank you enough for coming with me and to show my token of appreciation...this is for you." I hand him an envelope. He opens it and his mouth is wide open.
"Chanelle, I couldn't possibly keep all of this money but I will take the first class plane ticket back home." He says while handing her back the envelope. I step back and cross my arms in protest of the money.
"Dad! Take it! You can use it. There is enough for grandmom too! Just keep it please?" I give him the puppy dog eyes and he knew he couldn't resist it.
"Ok fine! I will take it." I smile and continues to bring in more boxes. Once finished, I hugged my dad and walked him to the cab headed for the airport. I gave him a kiss and he began to cry. The last time I saw him cry was at his father's funeral. I walked back into my new 4 bedroom home and began to unpack everything in my bedroom. My dad sat up the platform bed frame and my mattress. All of my furniture should be coming tomorrow. I sit on the mattress looking at pictures from my life in Philly. I shed a single tear because I missed all of my friends and family. My dad was helping me make mortgage payments as long as I paid my bills which wasn't a problem. I begin to pin up the pictures and hang up frames of my family. After getting my room together, I realize that I am hungry and I don't know if my car was delivered. I argued with my dad to bring my 2005 Volkswagen Passat over but he wanted me to have a brand new car. I am hoping I won that battle. I pull my hair up into a neat ponytail, grab my leather jacket and walked out to the kitchen. I notice a little envelope with my name on it. I pick it up and there is a key to a car.
Dear Chanelle
I win :)
I will miss you. Have fun in Seattle.
Love
Dad
Confused, I look at the key and noticed it is not my Passat key. It's a BMW key! I shake my head and smile. If I know my dad well enough, I know exactly what BMW he got me. I walk out of my house and hit the unlock button. I see the lights to a red 650i Convertible. I smile and begin to text my dad.
*Dad? What am I going to do with you. I love it and it matches your Z4. Thank you :) Where is the Passat by the way?*
I receive an almost immediate response and I am hoping he didn't trade it in.
*You are going love me like you always do. I matched it to the Z4 because I wanted you to know that even though we're on opposite ends of the nation, you will always have a piece of me near you. Don't worry! I didn't trade in your Passat. Your cousin Aisha has it since she got her license.*
I smile. I am glad Aisha got my old car. She originally wanted the Dodge Challenger but we all talked her out of it. I get into the car and I am almost in awe. It looks exactly like my dad's car, red exterior and tan interior. I turn it on and began to drive. I need to get a feel of how the traffic is in Seattle. I begin to drive on the main road. I turn on the radio and begin listening to "Chasing Cars" by Snow Patrol. I noticed a little bar having an awesome happy hour special. I pull in the parking lot and head in.
"Table for 1 or will you be sitting at the bar?" The hostess asked me. That's a very good question. I think for a minute.
"I'll sit at the bar. Thanks!" She gives me a smile and I make my way to the bar. It's the end of September and its a little chilly. I'm glad I grabbed my leather jacket. I think this weather is going to take some getting used to. It's football season and the T.V's in the bar are playing Sports Center. I am watching highlights from the Steelers-Ravens game which ended in an upset for Baltimore.
"Can I get you something sweetie?" The bartender asked. He is kind of cute. I smile and nod.
"Yeah! Can I get a Yuengling and an order of 8 buffalo wings please?" I say with a smile.
"You aren't from here. I can tell. Welcome to Seattle." The bartender says with a smile. Everyone here is so friendly. I think I may actually like it here. He sits the beer in front of me while he puts my order in.
"Thanks! I am starting to like it. I just moved in today so, I need to get used to being in a different time zone." I take a huge sip of my lager and finish watching sports center. The bartender smiles and I catch him. I smiled back. "What?" I say with a little chuckle.
"You aren't like any of the females in this city. You really love your sports huh?" The bartender says.
"Yeah! I am a football, baseball and hockey fan." I say. He shakes his head. "Why are you shaking your head?" I laugh. He walks up and places his elbow on the counter and begin to look me up and down.
"I can guess what teams you like. Let me take a stab at it." He says. I love when people do this. So I raised my eyebrow and waved my hand. "Ok! Judging by the color of your car when I seen you pull up, Baseball you are either a Red Sox, Cardinal, Nationals or Phillies fan. Football I am saying you are a Steelers fan and Hockey I am going to take a shot in the dark and say a Flyers fan." He says. I applaud him.
"If you guess the baseball team you will have all 3 right and yes I am a Steelers and Flyers fan." I say with a smile. There was a guy sitting next to me in a nice 3 piece Armani suit. He looks at my car and then looked at me and continued to drink. That was a bit awkward but there is something about his eyes that makes me kind of attracted to him. That's how you met him! Don't fall for it! My subconscious is right. I can't have another upset like I did back when I was on the east coast.
"I am going to guess..." He is still thinking. "I am going with Philadelphia Phillies." I applaud and laugh.
"Congratulations! You are the only one who guessed all 3 correctly." He brings out my wings and gives me another beer. He walks away to help other customers. I am fixated on the T.V eating. After I finished eating, I pay for my food. I came across a poster highlighting a night for singers to come out and showcase their talent. I signed my name and gave them my phone number to call me back with more info. I walk out and hop in my car. I look and I see the Audi Q7 that I have been working so hard to get. I shake my head and laugh to myself. "Why get an Audi when you have the best brand of car in German engineering?" I whisper to myself patting my steering wheel. I pull off listening to "Titanium" by David Guetta feat Sia. I am mouthing the words as I smoothly make my way back to the house. I stop at a red light and my phone rings. I normally don't answer numbers I don't know but I will make this exception.
"Howard-Jones speaking."
"Hi Chanelle this is Tiffany calling from Star Bar. It seems that you are the only one who signed up for our talent showcase. Forgive me but are you the same Chanelle Howard-Jones from the first season of The Voice? I began to smile because those days being on the show and working with Christina Aguilera were the best!
"Yes. This is her! I take it you are a fan?" I chuckle lightly.
"Yes! I was routing for you but then you got tonsillitis and had to drop out. My world was crushed. I was calling to find out if you would like to do a 90 minute set to entertain the crowd tomorrow night? We will put it up on our Facebook page so we can get a large crowd. Are you game?" AM I GAME? OH MY GOD I AM READY! I haven't had the chance to sing in front of a large crowd since my incident 3 years back.
"Yeah! Thank you so much!" I smile from ear to ear and begin to do a little dance.
"Great! We will see you tomorrow night. If you can come around 7 to do a sound check that would be awesome."
"No problem. I will see you tomorrow." I hang up and I jump up and down in my seat. I pull up and my thoughts begin to wander. I wonder if there will be a record label there. I must look my absolute best. I run into my house and in my room and search my closet. I chose a tight white V-neck t-shirt, my black waistcoat, black skinny leg jeans and my black Christian Louboutin pumps. I choose my diamond drop earrings, my journey pendant and a diamond right hand ring my dad got for me and to top it off I have my black fedora hat. I am so ready for tomorrow.
Christian POV
"Taylor, I am taking the SUV. I need some time to myself." I say to him. I had a hard day today and it doesn't make it any better when I don't have anything to exert my frustration on. I would call Elena but those days are over. I head down to a bar that's not too far from Grey house. I park the car and head into the bar. "Can I get some brandy please?" The bartender notices there is something wrong.
"Woman problems?" The bartender is trying to make small talk and I just glare at him. "Ok! I am sorry I asked." He walks away to clean some glasses. I hear the door open. I turn and I am amazed by what I see. She is an ebony goddess. Her hair is in this cute ponytail and the way her jeans are hugging her hips it's making my mouth water. She sits 3 stools away from me and begins to watch T.V. She looks like she is from a rough area. I don't think she is from here. Judging by the way she walks and the leather jacket, she looks like an east coast type of girl or a southern bell turned rebel.
"Can I get a Yuengling and 8 buffalo wings please?" She asked the bartender. Her voice is so light and sweet. Her and the bartender get into a conversation. She is a sports fan. I never really cared for sports but if I had a chance with her, I would be all for her teaching me about sports. The bartender looks outside and looks at the red convertible parked next to my car. I begin to wonder what type of car she drives. She likes the Flyers hockey team and the Steelers football team. The bartender is trying to guess her favorite baseball team. I believe the choices were Red Sox, Nationals, Cardinals and Phillies. I take a gander at the car the bartender looked at and back at her. She looks at me and her eyes are bright and light brown. I quickly glance back down at my glass. "She is a Phillies fan." I whispered to myself. My guess is she is from either Pittsburgh or Philadelphia.
"I am going with the Philadelphia Phillies." The bartender said and she smiles. Her smile is too perfect and the way she giggles it is heart warming. I should say something to her. After she eats her wings, she begins to wipe her hands and leaves her money on the counter and walks away. SAY SOMETHING GREY! I just sit there and watched her walk away. She stopped in front of a poster board and signed something before hopping in her red convertible. Fuck! I had every opportunity to talk to her. I flagged the bartender and he comes walking over.
"I am paying for my drinks and her items." He looks confused and then he realized that I was talking about the girl sitting 3 stools down from me. I grabbed her money and put it in my pocket. I hope I get to see her again. I look at the sign and there is a talent showcase here every Thursday night. Now I have a name to the gorgeous face. I grab my cell phone and dial Welch.
"Welch! I need you to look up information on Chanelle Howard-Jones and shoot me an email once you find something." I hang up and I head out to my car and go home. The car ride home, I can only think about her. I have never been with a black girl before. She looks pretty down to earth. I put my phone on the hands free cradle and call Elliot.
"Yo Bro! What's up? You never call me." Elliot is such a joker.
"Elliot! What are you doing Thursday night?" I ask in hopes he will come with me. I know he will. As long as there are pretty girls in Seattle, he will go.
"Nothing bro! Trying to hang out somewhere?" Elliot ask with excitement. I am regretting this already.
"Yes. Star bar is having a talent showcase Thursday night. I wanted to know if you wanted to go." I asked.
"Sure. That's a pretty good bar." Elliot says. Of course he would know this because he gets out more than I do.
"Great. I'll pick you up around 7:30?"
"Sounds like a plan to me. See ya then Grey!" Elliot hangs up as I pull into Escala. I park the SUV and my email pings on my blackberry. I look and see it is from Welch.
Your mystery girl. She is pretty squeaky clean.
Name: Chanelle Marie Howard-Jones
Address: 213 100th avenue Seattle, Washington -Current
4915 North 18th Street Philadelphia,Pennsylvania-Birth home
120 5th Avenue New York, New York-Previous Address
Age: 25
Hair: Chestnut Brown
Eyes: Light Brown
Hometown: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Occupation: Unemployed currently
Jobs Held: Hostess- Fogo De Cho
Hostess- The Capital Grill
Bank teller- Citibank
College: Temple University: Bachelor's in Business Administration
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Relationships: Gideon Cross ended October 14th, 2011
Parents: Mother: Jessica Howard-42 Years Old
Father: David Jones-45 Years Old
Bank: Citibank
Account number: 87367182
Amount: $15,598.34
Criminal Record: N/A
Yup! She is pretty squeaky clean except she dated Gideon Cross of Cross Industries! I really hate that guy. He is too cocky for my liking. I wonder what she saw in him. I sit there and look at the information that I received. How can I get her to agree?