Kate is sitting with her pink rabbit pajamas and she only uses it if she is sick or after falling out of a relationship.

'Aannaaa….' Her voice is hoarse and she is crying.

'Kate.. what happened? Who was with you yesterday?'

'I had a friend to company me.' I touch her forehead and it is burning.

'Come… lets go to the doctor. You are burning. Why didn't your idiotic friend think of taking you to a doctor?'

'That is because we broke up and he left yesterday…' and Kate continues to cry. Gosh.. it's her useless, worthless, mindless stupid boyfriend. I am glad it is over.

After seeing the doctor, Kate has been put on bed rest. She has lost a lot of fluid and now she just need to sleep and drink and eat.

XXXX

I am ready for the interview. I have decided to go with my blue dress and cream jacket. I borrowed Kate's cream pumps. A glance at the mirror and I look so grown up… even for my small frame. I have been debating in my mind whether I should call Aunt Gail and inform her that I am doing the interview. But then again, she will be worrying about me for no apparent reason. It is just a stupid interview for the student newspaper and I will not be seeing him again.

'Are you ok Kate? Make sure you drink your soup.'

'Thanks Ana…' her voice is cracking badly. I nod and I leave. I am driving Kate's CLK and it is a joy to ride. I reach Grey House at 1.45 and I am early. Good. As I enter, I notice all the lady employees are blond. I couldn't help to think if he is pro-blond… hahahha.. I head to the receptionist.

'Anastasia Steele for Kate Kavanagh.'

'One minute ma'am' and after few minutes, 'Yes, Ms Kavanagh is expected. Please take the last elevator to 20th floor. Please take this and sign here.' She shows a book where I sign and pin a Visitor badge to my jacket. I head to the elevator and press the button to 20th floor. At the 20th floor, again a similar looking reception area and two blonds were sitting there.

'Ms Steele, Mr Grey will be here shortly. May I offer you a drink?'

'No, thank you.'

I started admiring the beautiful view of Seattle when a younger looking blond comes to take my jacket.

'May I take your jacket?'

'Sure' and I slide down the jacket and hand it to her. Just at that moment, a handsome, tall, copper colored messy hair man walks in elegantly and nods at me and greeted the blonds.

'You may go in Miss Steele. Need not to knock.'

'Thank you' and I carry by white bag and walk into the office. The carpet tripped me and I did some acrobatic moves to balance myself. Lucky me I did not fall face falt.

'Oh dear.. I am sorry Ms Kavanagh. Are you ok? I have got the contractors to fix the faulty carpet and it is not done yet.'

'I am fine Mr Grey. No problem. I am not Ms Kavanagh. I am Anastasia Steele.' I shake his hand with confidence but when our skins make contact, there is an electrical spark which made me jump. I wonder if he felt it too.

'This way Ms Steele. May I ask why the sudden change?'

'Ms Kavanagh is ill and I am filling in for her. Can we start?' I ask after sitting on a plush white leather couch.

'Sure Ms Steele.'

'May I record your answers?'

'Yes.. I don't mind.'

I pull out the disc recorder and set it up on the coffee table and started with the questions. I could only summarize that he is a control freak and he controls everything that is under him.

'Are you a gay?'

Oppsie… where did that come from. Damn Kate…. She is argh! I can feel my cheek is heating up. Mr Grey's mesmerizing gray eyes which was distracting and now the eyes is growing darker. I have stepped on the sore spot.

'I am sorry Mr Grey…. It is written here.' I stammer.

'No Anastasia… I am not gay….' His index finger is running back and forth his chin. He looks upset and I think he will not hesitate to spank me for Kate's stupid question. Few awkward moments of silence and he asks me, ' These are not your questions?'

'No Mr Grey. Kate prepared the questions.'

'I see… you are colleagues on the newspaper?'

'No Mr Grey, I am drafted due to her illness.'

'That explains a lot… '

I start biting my lips. It is a habit that I have when I am nervous.

'Umm… I think I will wrap up. Thank you for the interview Mr Grey. '

I quickly chuck the recorder into my purse and get up.

'Allow me to show you around.'

'Oh.. no thank you Mr Grey. I think…' and there is a knock on the door.

'Mr Grey, you 3 o'clock appointment is here.'

'Cancel it.'

I look at the blond and she is shocked. Why?

'Sure…very well..' and she definitely looks lost.

'Oh.. MR Grey.. Please don't cancel your appointments… '

'It is my pleasure to show you around, Ms Steele.'

'I have a long drive back to WSU. I should be going.' And I peek out and it is drizzling.

'What? You are driving back? In this weather?'

I nod… and why is he worried about me?

'Very well, drive carefully Ms Steele.'

The electric charge is there again when our hands meet again to shake. I pull my hand far too quickly. He follows me out to the reception and asks, 'Do you have a jacket?'

'Yes sir.' He smiles and there is something fishy about his smile.

'Olivia! The jacket.'

The blond jumps from her seat and rushed me my jacket. Before I could take it, Grey took it from her and helped me with it. His fingers brushed my neck nape and there was a shiver which reached down my spine. I felt thousands of butterflies squirming on my body. I clear my throat and head to the elevator. Christian summons the elevator and leans against the wall looking at me. I blushed further and he chuckled. Damn he is intimidating. I enter the elevator when it opens and Christian bids me farewell.

'Till later… Anastasia.'

I nod and say, ' Christian.' And gracefully the door closes. Boy he is intense.