A/N: I do not own FSOG. I tried to edit some of my error using FF , but sometimes it doesn't appear edited. IDK why! Sry bout that. Enjoy and Review :D

Chapter 3

Good and Bad.

Chuck dropped me off at my school gates and I had to drag myself to my first class. English is my first class and I like English, is not here yet so I just sat on my usual sit and doddle on my note book. I look up as I heard footsteps walking towards me, a guy with blonde hair and green eyes smile as he saw me looking at him. Great…he thinks that I'm interested in him. Crap.

"Hey, you're Phoebe right? Name's Matthew. Nice to meet you" He says with a smile.

"Hey, yea I'm Phoebe." I smile my legendary fake smile that I have practice since I came to this school.

After the introduction, he just stands here and stares at me. WTF? Is there something wrong with him, what the hell is he doing standing near my table and just staring at me? Gah, this is so frustrating. One awkward minute later he blink and he seems to have something to tell me. 'START TALKING!' I wanted to yell out to him. Maybe he is just retarded.

"Erm…erm" he stutters.

"What? Is there something wrong? Is there anything I could help you with?" I spit out. I'm seriously not in the mood for his nonsense.

"Sorry. I…I erm…I just wanna ask you…if you…wanna have lunch together later? It's okay if you don't I'll understand…I" he says with a blush, then stop and continue to stare at me, most probably waiting for my answer.

Well finally he is done, took him also ten years to finish a sentence. For a second I thought he was going to confess to me that he had committed a murder. The look on his face was priceless; it was a mixture of fear, horror, nervousness and something else (want and longing?). It took me all of my control to not burst out laughing.

So he wants to ask me out for lunch, should I agree? He sound rather sincere and honestly he look kind of attractive. Although not very tall he has beautiful blonde hair and striking green eyes. I'm in a dilemma. I afraid the reason he asked me out is because I'm the CHRSITIAN GREY's daughter, but what if he just really want have lunch with me? At least he knows my name. Usually people would say "hey you're Christian Grey's daughter aren't you?" What should I say? what the heck, I don't have friends in this school and it getting boring just being by myself. I hardly have any friends in school, just some hi bye friends'. Going out for lunch with someone from school is like a big Bonus.

"Is there anyone else or just the two of us?" I ask curiously. I do wonder…

"Just the two of us, is there something wrong with that. If you're uncomfortable I can ask some of my friends to come along." He replies immediately with a shy smile.

Just the two of us, well this is getting weird. Two of us, like a date or something?

"Are you asking me out on a date?" I blurt out. Shit.

"No…not really, although, I would love to, but you don't really know me, and well…"he replies shyly. I've notice that he kept rubbing his knuckles as he talks to me, he must be very nervous.

"Sure, why not."

"Cool. See you later then." He walks away beaming to himself.

Wow, first time a guy asked me out and he is kind of a weirdo, oh well.

Few minutes later came in with our English test. Yippy. I can already predict what's going to happen next. It's always the same when a teacher gives out test papers. Firstly, the teacher will say something about the how easy the test is. Secondly, the teacher will then elaborate on how important a test is to us. Thirdly, the teacher would announce the best results to the class and that person(s) name. If I did score the highest for that particular test, the teacher will start to emphasize on how 'GOOD' of a student I'm, and also comment on how everyone should be like me, Blah Blah Blah. ARGH! This is all so frustrating. Once I even tried to do badly for a test, and it didn't turn out well, AT ALL. I was called to the principal office, just because I got a freaking C. I never want to go through that ever again. Sigh…

English class finally ended and as I've predicted all the above happened. It was so embarrassing to have your English teacher praise you in front of the whoel class for 15 minutes just because you got an A for you English test(and because you're Christian Grey daughter). The worst is yet to come; I know that people are going to start gossiping about me. NOT GREAT. They can be very mean sometimes; well they are extremely mean most of the time.

While I'm walking down the hall to my next class, I heard the BARBIE BITCHES badmouthing about me. Now, who are the Barbie Bitches? They consist of 4 teenage bitches, the 'leader' Sophia, who is the meanest bitch I've seen so far, and then there is Vivian, Helen and Jessie. One more important point to note, they might be mean and bad but they are super popular, I don't know what guy sees in them, they all look the same to me. Plus their all blonde.*Roll eyes* I'm pretty sure Sophia bitch insisted that Helen and Vivian to bleach their hair blonde, because If I'm not wrong, both of them are brunettes like me. The only difference is the colour of their eyes. That is just so sad.

I tried to ignore them as I walk pass them, but gosh they are LOUD. Can't they at least try to whisper?

"Phoebe got an A for her English test, AGAIN. Wow, she is such a nerd. And couldn't stop blabbering about how GOOD she is. OMG, what a loser she is, I can't believe The Christian Grey is her father. Maybe something happened to her during birth." She says cynically and is followed by a string of laugh from her 'minions'.

Tears threatens my eyes and I quicken my pace as I walked pass them; I pray that they are too engross in their 'activity' to notice me. Relieve swam through me as I managed to get to my next class without getting notice by the Barbie Bitches. The words that Sophie spoke sting, I hate that whatever they had just said affected me. As much as I tried to ignore it, I'm still a human and I have emotions. It hurts. DAMN! I push that thought away as my Math teacher walks in. A happy thought then pops in, a lunch date with Matthew. I smile to myself; I'm looking forward to it. In fact I can't wait for school to end.