I can't stop thinking about the cuts. Wonder what happened.. I' ve been waiting for a call from Welch since this morning and it was 3. 17 pm and still on... It was a hopeless case as her name was all I know about her.. and the were smooth and clean.

Still no phone call from no Welch. And it was... 3. 19 pm? I' ve been waiting for like a year. I could go wander around the campus, yeah, if i didnt have some self respect. God! It cant be that hard!

The phone rings and I grabbed the phone right away

"Yes"

"Mr. Grey, your 3. 30 is waiting" it was Andrea.

"Cancel it!" I snapped the phone and got back to my papers. I was trying to read some papers waiting for my signature to kill time but there was no way I could focus.

16. 03 pm.. I could leave early today. I' m not working anway because I turned out to be a teenager since yesterday. The phone rings! Finally!

"Welch?"

"Yes, sir. I found three Evelynns in the campus register. The names are..."

"Describe the looks, I don't know her last name"

"Okay sir. One is a red head, Irish and remarkable lips"

"Not that one" I said impatiently

"Second is an afro american with honey coloured eyes"

"Sounds nice but no"

"Last is more like a ghost sir. Pale white skin blonde or more like caramel coloured hair and blue eyes"

"Yes! That' s the one!"

"Evelynn Dormer. 20 years old , studying mathematical engineering on full scholarship. Lives alone in a flat around the campus. Could not find much about family or personal life. According to her medical records she attempted suicide twice in high school but hospitalized just in time at both. Does not have much friends and no one knows if she is seeing someone"

"Thank you Welch good job"

Allright, there was a lot of information and nothing about her at the same time. Suicide? Why? The cuts can't be suicide marksI could say that. A knock on my door took me away from my thoughts

"Come in" God dammit

"Mr. Grey? For lunch what..."

"Jesus Andrea! If I wanted lunch I would let you know right?"

"I'm sorry sir" she left my office. I didnt want to be bothered in any way right now. Welch gave me too much to think about. Now where did that girl come from? Evelynn... a nice name. I looked at the little piece of paper where I wrote down her phone number and adress. Should I call? Why shouldnt I? I mean it was obvious I would be a fairy tale for her. What else could she want?
Okay, she is not like me. She looks rude and mannerless. She is not for me. And here goes my efforts of convincing myself not to call her. Jesus since when i discriminate people? What' s that sound? Shit! When did I dial her number?! Its ringing god dammit! It' s only natural as I dialed the num... dammit!

"Hello?"

I didnt know what to say for a moment. I guess I wasnt expecting her to answer.

"Hello?" she said again

"Hi there, miss Dormer. I told you I would see you around"

"Who' s this?"

"I' m Christian Grey" I said.

"And that would be..?"

"I' m sorry I never introduced myself to you. We met at the conferance, remember?" Of course you remember... please remember.. Remember goddamit! Shut up Grey! Since when you are like that? Okay she doesnt remember, stupid little thing!

"How did you get my number?" she remembered, finally. Yeah Grey explain her how did you find her number.

"There is nothing beyond my reach miss Dormer. So what have you been doing?"

"Umm.. nothing much just studying.. Is there a reason why you called?" she asked. Yeah Grey is there a reason why you called?

"I thought we could have a coffee sometime" Wait.. oh what? Hey world you gotta hear this.. coffee! Am I seriosuly asking her out for date? Nah.. I don't think so.

"I am not sure if I have time" She sounds... tense.

'Actually, why don' t you come over? I am alone... I' ve been alone for a long time and I am about to take a shower. Why don' t you join me?' Stop it Grey!

"It is such a lovely day. It' s a bit rainy but... Do you like rain?" Does she like rain?! What the hell is wrong with you Grey?!

"I do, but I dont have time. Thanks though. I gotta go, have a nice day"

I just looked at the phone. She hung up.. Okay thats the wake up call! Enough Grey. This is over! And what the fuck was that? Why was she so tense.. she sounded what? Scared? She is not suitable for my demands anyway.. Only problem is.. I' m becoming obsessed.