**Please note that this was released in one huge chapter, but readers have requested that it is too large for mobile device reading. I had broken it up back into the original chaptering that BrendaBites had created it!**

Bending the Rules

The day had passed by quickly, and it was Ana's last class of the day.

Mr. Grey.

Jose had offered to walk her to her class after lunch, and she had gladly agreed. She was nervous enough to go to Grey's English class, and she could use a friend. "Don't worry about it," Jose smiled, "He's actually not as bad as I made him sound."

Ana nodded, but was not relieved. "I'm not worried," she lied.

Jose smiled with amusement, "Okay, sure." Together, they climbed the stairs and tried to push past all the people who were blocking the halls. "We have to hurry if you don't want to be late," he said, taking hold of her hand and pulling her through.

Ana bit her lip, would it be rude if she pulled her hand out of his?

"Maybe you should go to your class, so you won't be late," Ana suggested, following behind him.

Jose shrugged, "I have next, she doesn't care if I'm late."

They walked the rest of the way in silence, and soon, they reached a door at the end of the hall. "Here's your class, with a minute to spare," he smiled a dazzling smile.

Ana smiled back and this time didn't think about pulling her hand away. "Thanks."

"Do you walk home?" he asked suddenly.

Ana nodded, "It isn't far though,"

"How about we meet here and I'll walk with you," he said shyly. "I can show you around a bit, there's this really good burger place just-"

He was interrupted by the bell, Ana gave him an apologetic smile, "Let's talk afterschool."

Jose nodded sheepishly but neither of them made a move to leave.

Not until a teacher was at the door. "Rodriguez," they scorned. "Get to class, and get your girlfriend wherever she's suppose to be too."

Ana turned a bright red and turned around to face the teacher. Instead she was met with his chest. He had been right behind her, and he seemed much taller up close. When she tilted her head up, she turned even redder. "I-I'm not his girlfriend," she stuttered, though she didn't know why she felt the need to let him know.

"Mr. Grey," Jose smiled at ease, "I'm on my way to class, I just came to drop off your new student."

His grey eyes flashed down to their hands, which were still held together. He raised an eyebrow and looked back up at Ana, as if saying not your boyfriend huh? Yeah right.

"You can go now," Mr. Grey said evenly.

"Right," Jose murmured, "I'll see you in a bit Ana." With that, Jose turned to leave.

Ana looked expectantly at Mr. Grey, who had only stared after Jose. He then looked back at Ana, his eyes were more intense than anything she'd ever seen, and suddenly she wanted to run back to her counselors office and beg for a new teacher.

"You're late," was all he said when he turned around and motioned for her to come inside. "I assume you need me to sign something."

"Uh, yes," Ana struggled to pull out the sheet from her bag as she followed him to his desk. She tried to ignore the class full of students who were probably staring at her. She handed him the paper and he took it without even glancing at her.

"Take a seat Anastasia," he said, looking over her schedule. "The rest of you," he raised his voice for the entire class to hear, "Start on today's warmup."

Ana stiffened and turned to the class. Rows of desks were filled with students her age, but she noticed the seats by Mr. Greys desk were already taken by giggling girls. Scanning the class for any empty seats, she noticed one almost all the way in the back of the class. She made her way towards it, almost falling over someones bag on the floor.

"Careful there," a gentle voice said with a bit of amusement.

Ana cleared her throat quietly, "Uh, yeah.."

When she looked up, she saw the boy who was talking to her was the same one she was suppose to sit in front of. She sat down nervously and looked around. Everyone was pulling out a notebook or writing down something. "Whoa, relax, I was kidding," the boy said, poking her shoulders. "You look scared as hell," he murmured.

"I kinda am," she whispered back.

She heard the boy laugh softly, "Don't be, this class is great actually. If you don't mind the girls throwing themselves at Mr. G."

"I don't mind," she said, not looking back.

"Then you're good, besides it gets funny when he completely ignores them."

Ana didn't know what to reply to that, "So uh.. what are we suppose to do?"
Something patted her shoulder, "Here." When she turned around, she saw the boy was handing her a piece of paper, she took it even though she had some in her bag. "Everyday we have a warm up, we just write something about a paragraph long and turn it in at the end of the week."

"Thanks," she said, turning to her desk.

"Prompts are on the board," he added.

When she looked at the board, she saw bullet points of ideas, in neat handwriting.

She chose the first one and began writing. Words came easily to Ana, especially with easy topics like the ones put up.

"Anastasia," Mr Grey's voice rang out. He waved the paper up once and placed it back on his desk, clearly telling her to go get it.

Trying to keep from grumbling, she walked up and took the paper from his desk. "I'm printing out all the work you've missed. You have a lot of catching up to do."

Ana blinked, "I have to do everything you've done from the beginning of the year?"

Mr. Grey let his hands fall on his desk and pulled away from the keyboard. "You don't have to do anything Anastasia. You should be doing it, but if you don't mind taking English again next year, then tell me now so I won't waste my paper and ink."

"Ana," was all she managed to reply.

He turned to her, an incredulous look on his face, "Excuse me?"

"I mean.. I will do my work. But I'd prefer if you'd call me Ana."

He shook his head and focused back on his computer. Not sure with what to do, Ana stood there, nervously tugging on the hem of her sweater. "Go sit," he ordered. "I'll bring your work to you."

The girls next to his desk were smirking at her, obviously making fun of her. She walked back to her desk.

"You know, it's best if you just answer with a 'yes sir' to anything Mr. Grey says," the boy behind her adviced.

"I'll take note," she sighed.