Author Note: Hey guys! Recently I've read this book it's called Fifty Shades Of Grey, well it's kind of tree books by EL James (3) and it's one of the best things I've ever read, but also throughout the entire book I could only picture The characters being Austin and Ally. Why? I don't have a clue...
It's kind of word by word from the book, I'm just changing minor things.
Sooo I take no credit for this, it all goes to EL James.
Hope you enjoy!
PS: The sexual stuff is coming in a few chapters.
Chapter One : Ally's POV
I scowl with frustration at myself in the mirror. Damn my hair- it just won't behave, and damn Cassidy Kavanagh for being ill and subjecting me to this ordeal. I should be studying for my final exams, which are next week, yet here I am trying to brush my hair into submission. I must not sleep with it wet. I must not sleep with it wet. Reciting this mantra several times, I attempt, once more, to bring it under control with the brush. I roll my eyes in exasperation and gaze at the pale, brown haired girl with hazel eyes too big for her face staring back at me, and give up. My only option is to restrain my wayward hair in a ponytail and hope that I look semi-presentable.
Cass is my roommate, and she has chosen today of all days to succumb to the flu. Therefore, she cannot attend the interview she'd arranged to do, with some mega-industrialist tycoon I've never heard of, for the student newspaper. So I have been volunteered. I have final exams to cram for and one essay to finish, and I'm supposed to be working this afternoon, but no today I have to drive 165 miles to downtown Seattle in order to meet the enigmatic CEO of Moon Enterprises Holdings, Inc. As an exceptional entrepreneur and major benefactor of our university, his time is extraordinarily precious- much more precious than mine- but he has granted Cass an interview. A real coup, she tells me. Damn her extracurricular activities.
Cass is huddled on the couch in the living room.
"Ally, I'm sorry. It took me nine months to get this interview. It will take another six to reschedule, and we'll both have graduated by then. As the editor, I can't blow this off. Please," Cass begs me in her rasping throat voice. How does she do it? Even ill she looks gamine and gorgeous, strawberry blond hair in place and green eyes bright, although now red rimmed and runny. I ignore my pang of unwelcome sympathy.
"Of course I'll go, Cass. You should get back to bed. Would you like some NyQuil or Tylenol?"
"NyQuil, please. Here are the questions and my digital recorder. Just press record here. Make notes, I'll transcribe it all"
"I know nothing about him", I murmur, trying and failing to suppress my rising panic.
"The questions will see you through. Go. It's a long drive. I don't want to be late."
"Ok, I'm going. Get back to bed. I made you some soup to heat up later." I stare at her fondly. For you, Cass, would I do this.
"I will. Good luck. And thanks Als- as usual, you're my life saver."
Gathering my backpack, I smile wryly at her, then head out the door to the car. I cannot believe I have let Cass talk me into this. But then Cass can talk anyone into anything. She'll make an exceptional journalist. She's articulate, strong, persuasive, argumentative, beautiful- and she's my dearest, dearest friend.
"Let's do this." I said as I put the key in the ignition.
Sorry it's a little short but tell me if you want longer chapters.
R&R.