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Chapter II - Personality Clash

The hot water on my skin burns and it feels great. I stroke my scalp with a lather that smells like coconut juice. I breath in deeply, enjoying the smell and a steamy shower. The worst part of a shower is when it ends. As I step out of the tub goose bumps break out on my skin. After padding myself down with a towel I hastily change into my clothes.

I button up the silver shirt so that it shows a modest amount of cleavage. Then I slide into a dark grey pencil skirt. There's a decorative belt around it with an attractive silver loop piece.

Kate mumbles in her sleep and tosses and turns. Which reminds me I should find her questions for the guy, and a tape recorder. I find a paper labeled, "Interview Questions for Christian Grey," along with a recorder and place them in my leather messenger bag.

Kate shuffles as I try and sneak past her. "Ani?"

I turn toward her with my hand in the air giggling. "You caught me."

"What are you doing?" She eyes the way I'm dressed then she realizes what day it is.

"Wh-what time," she coughs between her words, "is it?"

"8:30 in the morning." She scrambles out of her blanket to get up, but then is stopped by series of sneezes. I put a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey look, I know I didn't ask you and all, but I've decided that I'll interview this Grey guy."

"You will?!"

"Yeah, of course, and look at you you're pale as a bucket. Go get some rest." I mess with her braids then make my way to the door.

"Oh wait!"

"Huh? What's up." She tosses her keys at me.

"Take my Mercedes, your old bug might not be able to handle the trip."

"Alright," I smile with a salute and walk out the door.

As I turn the key in the ignition I hear the engine purr. Mmmmm… I've always wanted to drive the merc. She rides really smoothly, and boy can she go fast. The miles slip away as a I make my way to Seattle.

I pass by a sky scraper labeled Grey Enterprises, and head to the nearest parking garage. I lock and activate the car's security system with a click of a button. My watch reads 12:40pm. Hey I made good time!

The building is just like any other sky scraper, pretty, but similar to most. Except for the silver block letters that mark it, that's all that's really special about it.

The lobby is manned by a lovely blonde receptionist. "Hi there, I have an appointment with the CEO of this Grey Interprises." She smiles at me not knowing what to say back. "I'm here to meet with Christian Grey." I clarify.

"Oh!" She runs a check through her database.

"Ms. Kavanagh! Here's your guest card key, Mr. Grey's office is on the 27th floor.

She never gave me a chance to say that I wasn't Kate. I enter the elevator and slide the key. It allows me to select a room floor. I enter in the numbers "2" and "7".

I feel my stomach lift up as I ascend to the 27th floor. A few people come and go at different floor, waiving their card keys and proceeding to different levels.

Finally the elevator stops at the 27th floor.

There's a marble counter and another sparkly eyed blonde in business casual smiling at me. Then a slightly darker blonde with edgier hair and a harder look to her. She passes by me then takes a double take. She looks maybe five years older than me tops, but I've known my mom to never look her age.

"Hiya. Do I look familiar or something?"

"Oh I thought you were someone else, my bad miss."

"No worries!" I smile endearingly.

"My name is Elena, Elena Robinson."

"I love that name!" I shake her hand, and offer up mine. "I'm Anastasia Steele, but I prefer Ani. Although some people call me Ana."

"Nice to meet you Ani." She looks at her silver watch, then up at me. "Well, I best be going. Take care my dear."

"Yeah, you too." I wave.

The girl at the counter beckons me over with a smile. "What can I do for you today?"

"Hi there, I am Ms. Steel filling in for Ms. Kavanagh. She scheduled an interview with him at 1:15" Her fingers type away as she looks up at me.

"Alright I've got you checked in Ms. Kava- I mean Steele, please take a seat over there." I turn away from her and head over to a comfy black chair.

A different girl, still blonde hair though approaches me with knotted hands. "Hi Ms. Steele, would you like a refreshment of some sort, coffee, tea, water?"

"I would love a hot cup of green tea, please."

"Alright, I'll get on that right away."

Before she has a chance to turn away I ask, "What is your name?"

"Brittany." Her eyes light up a little.

"Thank you Brittany," I beam. Only a few minutes pass by and I'm wafted by the smell of green tea. I take a sip and a delicious medley of flavor is brought out by the sweet taste of honey.

"Mmmmm…" I enjoy my tea by each slow sip, and with each slow sip the clock ticks. Right as I finish, a man with beautiful dark skin and caramel eyes walks out of the office.

"Have a good one Grey!" He looks down at me, and I smile.

"Ms. Steele, Mr. Grey will see you now." I stand myself up and walk gracefully over to the office.

Turning the silver handle, opening the door, I find myself eying a man that may or may not be in his late twenties, early thirties. Eh, a famous mathematician became a professor at age 19. So this guy isn't THAT impressive.

I walk over to him and offer a hand. "Hello, I am Anastasia Steele, subbing in for Kate Kavanagh the Editor in chief of WSU's school newspaper."

"Hello Ms. Steele," he takes my hand and returns my firm grip. We lock eyes, I think his eyes are blue, but then again they do look grey as well. Grey-blue.

"Ready for the interrogation, I mean interview."
He holds back a laugh and smirks. "Yes, of course."

"Alrighty, hang on a second while I set this up." I turn away from him, place the recorder nearby, and hit record. "This interview is being recorded as of now."

"Obviously," he remarks.
I smirk up at him. "At what point of your life would you say you found yourself on the path to CEO of Grey Enterprises?"

"I don't think you can pin point it to an exact moment."

"What do you mean by that?"

"My path was paved by various moments not just one. My success doesn't correlate with a single point in my life."

"Alright, here's an easy one. What's your favorite color?" He narrows his eyes at me. I wave away the question. "Lighten up man, alright lets delve into some semi-personal questions. Would you say that your family has had an influence on where you are at today?

"My family is an important part of my life and they have provided me with the means to pursue my ambitions. So yes, I do owe some of my success to them."

The interview goes on with several more boring questions that make me want to fall asleep, but I try my best to stay wide eyed and listen intently to what this man has to say.

The angle that Kate was trying to work isn't really coming out. I glance at my watch and notice that we have a few minutes left. As he finishes his response to how he built his empire I ask him bluntly.

"Are you gay, Mr. Grey?"

The color fades from his face and it stiffens. "No, Anastasia, I am not."

"Glad to hear, Christian. Alright next question. What are your hobbies?"

"I think we are done here." I nod my head at him.

"Alright Mr. Grey. It was a pleasure to meet you." I shake his hand once again and turn toward the door.

"Wait, let me walk you out." I smile warmly at him.

"Holly, Laura, suspend all my appointments until I return." He waves them off.

I walk side by side him, lightly brushing his shoulder as we step into the elevator. The doors close. "Busy CEO man, blowing off his meetings for a piece of ass?" I feel my weight ship as the elevator goes down to the lobby.

His cheeks turn into tomatoes and I can't help but giggle.

"No, I'm just walking you out."

"If you saaay so." I let him lead from the doors of the lobby to see where he takes me. Just as I thought.

"The garage to your Enterprise is that way," I use hand motions, "and we're going that way."

"Okay, okay," he raises his hands up, "you caught me." He flashes a toothy grin.

"Oh so the CEO of Grey Enterprises isn't so dry and boring after all." I pat him on the shoulder.

"You're something else, but I like it."

"I should be going now." He looks taken aback, but I'm still smiling at him.

"Have coffee with me."

"Mmmmm, I do have a long drive, so I don't think so." He grabs my wrist and stairs into my eyes. My cheeks start to flame at the gesture.

"Have coffee with me." He repeats, raising an eyebrow.

"Alright, alright." I shake off his hand. "I'll have coffee with you."

The Reviewer's Corner:
Hi Everyone who has made it to the second chapter! Alright so here is where I will be responding to all the reviews to this story ^_^
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Thank you for the comment about Ana's new personality! I hope that she does come off, like you said, as a "livewire." I hope you enjoy the story. :)