A/N Hey so still cannot believe I got that many reviews so quickly! Thank you for your support :D some replies:

mwhite07 I wasn't sure what age he was meant to be, but I didn't think it would be that big a deal haha was hoping no one would notice :P

Nina I actually like that idea :P Think I might use it soon ;)

22pinkcandies glad to see you have read my other stories I will try to get it updated a.s.a.p

janet It will all be revealed soon haha

guest I said 10 reviews in a way that meant I won't update before 10 reviews but will try to update as soon as possible once i get those reviews – it is hard to keep up when the chapters are not pre written and i have a lot of other work to do but thanks for reading

So thanks for reading and reviewing and here ya go :D

I was sitting in a small cafe with Kate complaining about Christian, while she sat there and listen like an amazing friend. If the tables were turned I would be complaining about her complaining.

"I mean seriously Kate, I don't know what's wrong with him! Ok yes I'm underage but I'll be 18 in just over a month! Why can't he just get over it? Or just stop what he's doing. He can't say 'no' and then kiss me like that, it's not fair Kate! Ahhh! I'm so confused!" She laughed lightly and took a quick drink of her tea.

"Ana, you have two options here. Simple ones. First, ignore him. If you do he will want to know why and realise that not being a part of your life will kill him. Or you could do the opposite, tease him. Flirt subtly, dress a bit sexier, you know turn him on whenever you can and eventually he won't be able to take it anymore." She grinned evilly looking excited.

"No way Kate. Wouldn't be able to stand the first one and won't have the guts for the second." I laughed.

"Come on Ana, the second one would be like so much fun."

I thought about it for a moment, breathing in deeply. The second one would at least mean I wouldn't be ignoring him, but I don't think I have the guts to do that. Sure flirt, but dressing 'sexier' whatever that meant, or turning him on? I wouldn't even know how. I suppose Kate could actually help me with that.

"You know what? Ok. I have nothing to lose; I might as well try it." A Cheshire grin split over her face making me squirm. What is she planning?

"Ok, we have to go shopping and find you some uh-mazing clothes!" She squealed drawing the attention of people around us. I groaned as she threw some money on the table and grabbing my hand pulled me up and out the door.

We jumped into my beetle and I drove us to the mall, dreading this. Kate goes mental when it comes to shopping whereas I hated it. I don't mind buying things I need, but clothes? No idea what I'm doing. A pair of jeans and a t-shirt will do me but Kate thinks my wardrobe is seriously lacking and what is in it, is horrifying. Yet here we are standing in one of the shops looking at clothes. I pretty much stood behind Kate and let her chose all of the clothes.

"This one would be amazing Ana. He would eat you up... literally." I laughed at her then stopped abruptly realising what she was holding up. A black bodycon skirt that looked great... but not for me. It was short and tight.

"Kate, no way. Not happening."

"Come on Ana. It won't hurt anyone... well maybe him." She smirked.

"Kate." I whined. "I don't think I can do this!"
"What are you talking about?"

"I don't know what I expect from this, I'm still a virgin."
"That's not the point of this Ana. The point is to make him drool and to chase you. That way you guys might be something and the sex can come later... if you want it to." She grabbed me by the shoulders. "I'm not saying marry the guy Ana, just have some fun." She smiled.

"I don't know."

"Ana, come on. Lighten up a bit." I reluctantly nodded as she grinned, pushing me into the changing room with a million things to try on. I looked at the clothes hung up in the changing room and thought what the hell am I doing here? I am way out of my league. Grabbing the bodycon skirt and a loose fitting white and black stripped tank top, I pulled them on and looked in the mirror.

"This isn't me." I grumbled. Kate called me out, and when I opened the door her jaw dropped.
"You look so hot Ana! Seriously." She grinned.

"Really?" she nodded and told me to keep trying the clothes on. Eventually, once I practically tried on the whole store, including shoes, I had about a million bags in my hands. Walking out of the shop I was about to head towards the exit when Kate pulled me back.

"Where are you going?"

"Home?"

"No, we have lingerie to get yet."
"What? No way Kate. Why would I need that, not planning on going there with him." Yet.

"I know, but it helps you feel good about yourself..."
"No, Kate. Let's go home." She reluctantly followed behind me with her head down. Laughing, I walked towards my beetle.


His hands roamed all over my body and I could feel him, and he felt amazing. His lips attached to my neck and I moaned out softly.

"Christian..." He bit down harshly on my pulse point and then came up to look at me. His eyes burned with desire, and even though he said nothing, he spoke thousands.

"Ana... I need you." He said this almost like a question, like he was asking me if I wanted him to. He must be stupid.

"Off course Christian." I replied. He smiled, leaning down to kiss me. He fumbled for something on the nightstand beside his bed and I heard a quick tear of a foil package. He moved back rolling the condom onto his member, then positing himself at my entrance. He gently started to push into me...

"Ana, I need to say something first..."
"What?" I asked breathless.

"Ana, wake up."

"What"?

"Wake up, it's 7 a.m." I looked at him like he was mad. "It's beautiful outside..." He started to fade.

I woke up in my room to my alarm telling me it's a beautiful day outside. For fuck sake. I pulled my pillow over my head wanting to go back to sleep. "Ana, are you up?"

"Yes dad." I groaned. Setting the pillow beside me I sat up and rubbed my eyes sleepily. Seven a.m. is way too early to be up for school. It's not right! I threw my covers off my body and walked into my bathroom looking in the mirror. "Wow." I said looking at myself. "Not good." I grabbed my brush and started to get ready.

Walking towards my closet, I was about to pull out my jeans when I seen my shopping bags from the other day in the corner. Just wear them. Hmmm.

Maybe I should. It's something different and what's the point in buying them if they aren't going to be worn. I walked over to the bags and dug threw them. I found a bodycon skirt with frilles coming out from the top and a stripy black and white top. I grabbed a pair of shoes, which unfortunately were heels and a pair of tights.

What the hell am I doing? I'm going to look like an idiot. I walked into my bathroom and started to get dressed. Once I was I tried to wrestle with my hair. I ended up leaving it down and wavy. Looking at myself, I didn't recognize the person in front of me. This was a tall, hot girl with a good figure. Not the short, pale girl I normally look like.

I walked down the stairs... cautiously off course, and into the kitchen. Dad had already left and I had to leave in ten minutes. I grabbed an apple and walked out the door. Climbing into my beetle I tried to pull my skirt down.

The drive to school was long because I couldn't stop thinking about peoples reactions to my outfit. Normally I wouldn't care, but this is so different and out there, I had to be nervous. Especially of Christians reaction. His was the one I was most worried about.

What if I got ridiculed? Become a real outcast? Ok, breath Ana. It will be fine. Clothes are not that big of a deal. I told myself. It's working... slowly.

I pulled up to the school and parked my car. Looking in the rear view mirror, I took a deep breath. "Focus Ana." I slowly climbed out of the car and closed the door. I was probably imagining this, but it was like every head turned to look at me, and I didn't like it. I liked blending.

Taking another breath, I walked across the quad and as quick as I could in these stupid heels, over to my locker. Grabbing the right books, I went into home room sitting next to Kate.

"Wow, Ana. You look amazing." I glared at her.

"I feel like everyone is staring at me! This isn't me Kate." I whined.

"Ana, chill. A few new clothes never killed anyone. Just try it for a few days and if you don't like it I will be more than happy to take the clothes off your hands for you."

"Thanks Kate..." I started to pull down my skirt again. "...but I don't think I can go to his class dressed like this. I feel like a hooker."

"The other girls here are way worse and you know that Ana. Just relax a bit. He's gonna want to jump you the second he can."

"That may be the problem." In the back of my mind, I still thought about why he would even want to do that.

"Hey, guys. I got that report for Mr. Greys class done. Maybe he won't eat my head off this time..." Jose stopped in his tracks when he looked at me. "Wow, Ana. You look... um... New look?" I nodded shyly, looking down. "It looks good." He said lowly and sat down in front of us.

"Close your mouth Jose." Kate laughed.
"Screw you Kate." He joked. "She looks good, I was just stating a fact!"

"Doesn't she? She doesn't think she does."

I pulled down my skirt again. "Will you two stop talking about me like I'm not here please?"

"Stop fidgeting, you look hot." Kate said. The bell went and I put my head in my hands, groaning.
"You ok Ana?" Jose asked.
"No, I'm going to Chris... Mr. Greys class like this."
"Don't tell me you have fallen for him too." Jose joked, with a hint of seriousness. Wait. Fuck, he doesn't even know.

"Um Jose, I need to tell you something."
"Tell him later, we gotta go." Kate was too excited to go to English. Groaning again, I stood up fixing my skirt and walked out the door with Kate and Jose right behind me.

"Tell me now." He pressed as we walked down the corridor.

"Well, when we went to the bar and Kate got sick a guy came over to me and asked to buy me a drink." He looked slightly hurt.

"And...?" He pressed.

"He took me out back and we kissed... a lot." His mouth dropped open and I thought to myself... just wait.

"So what's the big deal?" He asked emotionless.

"It was Mr. Grey." I walked quickly away from him, hoping he would let it go. No such luck.
"Ana! Ana wait!" He yelled. Finally catching up to me, he grabbed me by the arm, pulling me back harshly.

"Ouch Jose."

"Mr. Grey? Seriously Ana he is your teacher. You're underage!"
"I know he's said all this to me Jose. Now let go, you're hurting my arm." His grip tightened on my and I winced feeling tears prick my eyes and stinging. "Let go Jose!"

"Jose, stop it!" Kate was next to me pleading with him.

"I believe Miss. Steele said let go." A deep voice came from behind me. Jose looked up and glared at him, and if looks could kill... "Now." Wow, so bossy. Jose dropped my arm slowly. "What do you think you were doing?" Christian asked.

"Talking to my friend. None of your concern." He seethed.

"Talking does not include physical contact."
"Should have told yourself that, Mr. Grey." He spat his name like it was a bad word or something, emphasizing the Mr part.

"Excuse you?"

"Nothing." He grumbled, storming off to class.

"Are you Ok Anastasia?" I nodded weakly. He lifted his arm to mine briefly, looking into my eyes for a moment before dropping it like something had stung him suddenly. "Come. I'll walk you to class."

"I'll meet you there." Kate said hurrying off. I kept my head down and my books in my hands walking slowly next to him.

"You look... different today Miss. Steele." I looked up at him and he was looking straight forward.

"Yeah, thought I would try something new." He nodded, and smirked as he opened the door to the classroom letting me in. I scurried off to find my seat between Jose and Kate. Jose just plain ignored me with a hard look on his face.

"Right today we will talk about conveying strong emotions past a basic point." He stated loudly. "Some emotions are dragged out by the author, using such things as simple as the words. If you look at 'Drifting by An Open Window' you can see that using words such as 'heartbreaking' and 'feeling like death' can bring out strong emotions in the reader. Can anyone else think of some other techniques used to bring out these emotions?" He asked addressing the class.

No one said anything. "Ana, say your senses."
"What?"

"Your senses. Auditory and sight! Talk about it but put in an alternate meaning about the sight – relate it to you! Tease him!" She grinned. I shook my head but she pinched me, making me whisper an 'ouch.'

"Yes, Miss. Steele?" Shit.

"Um well, there are... your... um, senses?"

"Yes, well done. Care to elaborate?" He asked walking across the front of the room.

"Well, sight. He uses imagery to portray different emotions. When he talks about the thought of death..." Kate poked me in the side, and I glanced at her as she wiggled her eye brows. "...I mean... when he talks about the contrasting element of the beauty of nature and how it's so beautiful he wants to touch it... and be involved with it." What am I saying? "He talks about wanting to touch the flowers and be inside the sun." My voice turned sultry and his eyes darkened.

"What do you mean, be inside the sun?"

"He describes the feeling of life, as being inside something warm, and it brings him pleasure..." I smirk at him as he finds the meaning underneath my words. "It's all about the deeper aspects of it all."

"Yes... well done." He sits at his desk trying to cross his legs... Hmmmm. "Miss. Steele could you please see me after class? It's about your essay."

"Off course." I smirk.

Maybe this isn't so bad.

A/N so please review and please remember THESE ARE NOT PRE-WRITTEN it takes time I don't want to hand you a rubbish chapter each day when I could give you a good chapter every 4 or 5 days! Thank you for reading and review :)