Sorry for the lateness of nearly a year lol
I finished my first year of university and I have loads of free time. So I am determined to finish this story!
Feel free to leave a review, and maybe if I start slacking, I give you permission to kick me up the backside so I continue to write (of course I a nice way)
Hope you enjoy!
Loosely based on the 1999 movie "10 things I hate about you". I highly recommend you to watch it if you haven't. This is a fan fiction that is centred on the teenage lives of Anastasia Steele and Christian Grey alongside their friends and family. This is my first fan fiction that I am determined to finish and I would very much like you to enjoy this journey with me. Enjoy and don't forget to follow, favourite and review (FFR) :)
Lets Have a Chat:
"¿Puedo ofrecerte mi zanahoria?" spoke Elliott, as he and Liza practice their Spanish speaking in the library.
Liza, annoyed replied, "No, no puede."
¿Dónde está el lápiz de mi tío?
"no sé, ¿tal vez sea tu trasero?", quipped Liza
Shocked, Elliott begun to flip through the Spanish Vocabulary textbook, while exclaiming, "Wait, that's not in the test!"
Liza rolled her eyes before saying, "Déjame hacerte una pregunta, ¿cuándo vas a salir conmigo?"
Elliott was stunned into silence, prompting Liza to storm off before he could even get a word in edge ways.
"¡Dios mío!" Elliott exclaimed before he banged his forehead against the open textbook.
Liza arrived home, somewhat smug, after her little fiasco with Elliott. She hoped he had taken the hint and grows some balls so they could both attend Homecoming together. Elliott was the easy part in her plan, her dad on the other hand….
Raymond Steele was a force to be reckoning with, both mentally and physically. Liza knew he'd be in the basement once she got home, pumping some much needed stress on their home gym.
Ray was on the exercise bike, when Liza came skipping down the stairs.
Oh, here we go, Ray thought as he slowed down to listen to his youngest daughter.
"Daddy, how are you?" Liza grinned
"Liza, honey, how was school?"
"Fantastic daddy! Guess what?"
"What?" Ray asked.
"I'm going to Homecoming!"
"What?!" Ray exclaimed a bit too loudly. He cleared his throat before asking the all-important question. "Is Ana going?"
Liza inwardly groaned, she had learnt through the grape vine that Christian had in fact asked Ana to Homecoming, but as per usual, Ana was being slightly difficult. "Well nooo…" Liza mumbled.
Ray was not impressed. "Don't think you can fool me for a second, I know who you are bending the rules for. It's for that hot rod Jax."
"What's a hot rod?" Liza questioned
"It's a… look if your sister is not going, then neither are you. End. Of. Story."
In disbelief, Liza said, "Lets review. Ana- not going. Me- dying to go."
Regardless, Ray had made up his mind, "Do you even know what happens at Homecomings?"
"Yes daddy! We'll dance, we'll kiss and we'll have fun and we'll come home! It's not quite the crisis situation you imagine." Liza argued.
"Kissing huh? That's what you think happens? Let me tell you something. Kissing is what keeps me up to my elbows in placenta all day!"
"Can we ignore your unhinged behaviour and talk about how I need one day of teenage normalcy!"
"Normalcy? The same type of normalcy that sees kids sleeping with each other?"
Liza looked entirely bewildered.
But Ray continued to drone on, "Yeah I know, I got the 411. And you are not going out to get jiggy with some boy just because he's got a dope car! End of discussion."
Liza groaned in frustrated, tempted to rip her own hair out. She turned around and stormed back up the stairs, while Ray smiled in triumph.
Sitting in her room sulking, Liza barely heard the knock at the door. But of course she eventually did, and in walked a flawless Anastasia.
"Why the long face kiddo?" Ana asked. She of course knew that Liza was upset about being unable to attend Homecoming.
"You know I was really looking forward to going to Homecoming. I finally have someone who is interested in me because of me, and not what's between my legs. I just want to have some fun. But no. Because dad doesn't think I'm responsible enough to go out by myself, without you! Why are you like this? You have never given me a reason as to why you hate to do things?"
Ana knew she had to confess. All about the relationship between her and Jax. She felt bad for Liza, she just wanted to do normal teenage things.
"I went out with Jax." Ana blurted out.
"Yeah right." Liza scoffed
"No really, we went out for about a month in Freshman year."
"Why?" Liza questioned. She knew Ana couldn't stand Jax.
"Because he was a total babe, and I was young and dumb. I fell for the first guy that paid me any type of attention. My naivety cost me something that I don't want you to throw away."
"You lost what?" Liza was confused. What could Ana have possibly lost?
"You know…" Ana prompted, urging Liza to catch her drift.
"You lost your virginity to Jax?!" Liza whispered yelled.
"Yeah, not one of my finest moments." Ana muttered
"But why?
"I don't know. I guess everyone was doing it and I felt pressured to do it too. I had sex with him and I didn't enjoy it. I vowed that I would never do something that everyone else was doing and made me feel uncomfortable. Anyway I told him that I wasn't ready, so he got pissed and dumped me." Ana shrugged while playing with her fingers in her lap.
"How is it possible that I know nothing about this?"
Ana smiled, "I warned him that if he said anything, I'd tell the cheerleading team he had a small dick."
Both sisters cackled.
Once down from their high, Liza asked, "So why didn't you tell me about Jax?"
Ana slowly moved away where she was standing, and sat with her sister on the king-size bed. "I wanted you to make up your own mind about him."
Liza moved off the bed, clearly confused, "So why did you help dad hold me practically hostage?"
"Hostage? Dad is trying to protect you. To protect us!" Ana exclaimed. She was in disbelief. Liza could really be clueless and immature sometimes.
"Protect me? What from? It is not as if I'm stupid enough to commit the same mistakes as you"
"You're the youngest, dad is always going to protect you. And I thought I was protecting you too!"
"By not letting me experience anything for myself?" Liza said whilst crossing her slender arms over her chest.
"Not all experiences are good, Liza! You can't trust all the people you want to" Ana exclaimed
Liza moved to the door, opening it, " Well I guess I'll never know will I." she seethed, while motioning with her eyes for Ana to leave her bedroom.
Ana scoffed before leaving the room.
Ana couldn't believe her sister. Yet again, everything was made about Liza. But as she calmed down, she realised that her sister was just annoyed and hurt by the fact that Ana had kept the truth from her. They were close after all. Ana knew what she had to do. She was going to go to Homecoming. Not just for Liza's sake but for herself too. Ana was done being a shrewd who had no fun. She had strong feelings for Christian, and she genuinely believed she would have a good time at the dance.
*Hey is that Homecoming invite still available?*
*Hmmm… I don't know, is this conversation leading up to what I think it is?*
*Grey, yes or no?*
*Hell yes *
*Good, I'll see you at the hall*
*Don't you wanna be picked up?*
*I'm independent. I don't need someone to pick me up*
*Hmmm… feisty*
Ana grinned with excited for the first time in a long time. She was actually looking forward to Homecoming.
"Get your jacket, we're going shopping" Ana said as she put her sneakers on
Liza looked up from the television screen, "Where and why are we going shopping?"
"To the mall, don't you want a new dress for the dance?"
Liza squealed with excited and jumped up to hug her sister.
"Get off! Now hurry up or I'm going without you." Ana smiled towards Liza.
Spanish exchange between Elliott and Liza:
"¿Puedo ofrecerte mi zanahoria?"- Can I offer you my carrot?
No, no puede."- No you cannot
¿Dónde está el lápiz de mi tío?- Where is my Uncle's pencil?
"no sé, ¿tal vez sea tu trasero?"- I don't know, maybe it is up your ass
"Déjame hacerte una pregunta, ¿cuándo vas a salir conmigo?" – Can I ask you a question, when are you going to ask me?
"¡Dios mío!"- Oh god!
Thanks for reading, waiting for the reviews and don't worry I'm not going to be gone for too long!