"My ukulele needs a doctor i think it has caught cold"

The first thing that came out of Seraphine Steele's mouth when she greeted her Twin Sister who was working at the hardware store, Clayton was this,

Anastasia Steele, Serpahine Steele's sister dropped the item she was holding on hearing her voice.

Huh, shocked much.

"When did you get back?!" Anastasia steele asked disdain clear on her face.

"And Where's your luggage?" Anastasia fired another question on her sister's face,

"I left it at Damon's." Seraphine said shrugging,

"You both are neighbours" Anastasia said narrowing her eyes on her sister who was as always dressed in grey and black.

"Your point?" Seraphine asked raising an eyebrow in question.

"Don't bother me, go back to your place Sera" Anastasia said already frustrated with her sister.

"I'm not here for you, i need some screws for my skateboard. The world doesn't revolves around you and your fairytales of romance and Thomas hardy." Seraphibe mocked and vanished inside the store to look for her 'Nutty' the Skateboard new screws with her ukulele sticking out of her backpack.

Anastasia huffed already wishing that her sister will leave on one of her crazy adventures.

Some minutes passed and the front door chimed with the arrival of another person.

Anastasia looked up and her eyes met the grey eyes that she had dreamt and dreaded since meeting him, Christian Grey.

Her own blue eyes widened in shock.

Christian noticed the way her eyes widened in shock, and he wasn't least bit surprised with her response, it's just a pretty face, he thought.

He had got the information that she worked here in this shop and he wanted to meet her, he wanted her as his submissive.

"Hello Anastasia" Christian said, his Charming smile on his face.

And her cheeks flushed pink.Again an expected response.

Anastasia asked Christian if he'll be able to do the photoshoot Kate wanted,

Christian was considering if he should agree to do the photoshoot or not, when another woman's voice was heard inside the store,

Look at the stars

Look how they shine for you

And everything you do

Yeah they were all yellow

Her voice was soothing, silvery, euphonious. As if he was bewitched he followed the voice inside the store.

I came along

I wrote a song for you

And all the things you do

And it was called "Yellow"

He didn't say anything to Anastasia's groans of disappointment as he disappeared from her side. He just followed the voice. He wanted to meet the person singing.

So then I took my turn

Oh what a thing to have done

And it was all yellow

She was sitting on a pile of boxes with a painted ukulele thrumming it with her words.

Her shoulder length black raven locks were slightly tilted to the side, long lashed framed her close eyes, pinkish red lips singing her silvery melody. She was dressed in a grey beanie and grey joggers, her sneakers dark blue in colour.

She was Beautiful.

Your skin

Oh yeah, your skin and bones

Turn into something beautiful

You know,

you know I love you so

You know I love you so

He wanted her to say that to him,to sing this just for him, he wanted her.

"Who do you think you are staring at pretty boy!" The voice he was listening to said, he refocused his attention on the woman, now looking at the now open sapphire blue eyes.

"No,wait- who do you think you are staring at pretty man!" The unknown woman's said again correcting herself.

"Your voice is beautiful."

"Ever heard Ed Sheeran sing? Now that is beautiful." seraphine said not even bothering to think about his compliment, getting up from the boxes and picking up her black bagpack.

Christian was a bit surprised, she hadn't even batted an eyelash before retorting.

She walked away walking to the front of store, picking a box of screws from one of the shelves.

Christian followed after her.

"Kate's the valedictorian right?"

He heard her ask Anastasia.

Anastasia nodded at that, a frown on her face.

She looked up and saw him standing there again.

"Mr.Grey will you do that Photoshoot for college magazine?" Anastasia asked biting her lip.

But it didn't impact him like it had on the interview.

"Huh?" Seraphine mumbled to herself, thinking, she had heard this surname before, but where?

She looked at him again, accessing and thinking.

Grey eyes.

Young and Rich- Looking at his watch.

Surname Grey

College magazine

It clicked.

So, this was the Christian Grey,one of the benefactor of WSU university.

He's handsome, she thought looking at his face.

Oh well no point in looking, not like we are going to meet again. Seraphine thought shrugging .

Christian noticed her stare and shrug.

"You haven't introduced me to your friend Anastasia" christian said his Charming smile on his face.

"This person standing here is surprisingly not dumb" Seraphine said offended.

Chrstian turned his Charming smile on her.

Seraphine blinked two times, but otherwise showed no indication that it effected her.

It did,but she didn't show it on her actions.

Anastasia was upset by there little staring contest.

"I'll do the shoot," Christian announced,

"If you'll play another song for me, ofcourse you can do this much for your university magazine ." Chrisitan said triumphantly, thinking he'll get hearher silvery voice again.

Anastasia looked at her younger twin, narrowing her eyes, pleading with her eyes.

" I will." seraphine said sighing.

"Okay then play" Cheistian commanded,

"You didn't say when And you call yourself a business man,make your deals clear before accepting pretty man" seraphine said a big smile on her face, walking out of the door.

Just as the door was about to close.

Her voice yelled from the just closed door.

"I am Adella , best of luck if you are gonna stalk it!"

AUTHOR=ME Note

HI! HOLA! HALLO! NAMASTE! HALO! HEI! BONJOUR!

Cheers to another new beginning for me and as a reader for you all!

I've been a FSOG fan for some time now and I've searched on every site available for fanfictions but there are only a handful fanfics for Christian/OC. So, i decided to help remedy that massive tragedy.

I like my original charcaters Weird,random and different so deal with it.

Appreciation and Criticism are both welcome.

Condition for criticism: be nice and polite, I'm not Shakespeare or hardy just a teenager writing her imagination, so point my mistake but nicely.

Vote,comment and comment!

Love,

Chetu️

(11.4.18)