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So here is Chapter 4, I gotta say that I've been updating often because I've been able to squeeze some writing time in between studying and working, but let's not get spoiled, we gotta have patience!

I've actually been writing in my notebook every time I get a chance, that way I can type my progress when I get home. So have mercy on my schedule.

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ANA'S POV

All day yesterday I spent it with Kate, and it turned out to be not as bad as I thought it would, in fact, it was kind of fun. She helped me organize all my clothes and belongings into place, so by noon everything was already set up.

After we were done, she insisted on taking me to the hair salon and I just couldn't say no when she pleaded and said we could use it as bonding time to get to know each other better.

So over getting my feet and nails done, I got to find out a few interesting facts about her. Turns out she has a boyfriend, of course, and his name is Elliot Grey. He comes from the wealthiest and most talked about family in town, but she assured me that had nothing to do with their relationship. Also, Mia Grey, the sister of said boyfriend is her best friend, and she was supposed to be the highest authority at Montesano High.

She mentioned other names here and there, mostly part of her elite group of friends, but I was too busy flinching from the not-so-gentle treatment the pedicure lady was inflicting upon my feet.

When it came time to cut my hair, I basically gave Kate the green light and told her to do whatever she thought would suit me best. I mean, I trusted her, right?

She immediately shot from her chair and started shouting her demands at the hairstylist who seemed to agree with all her requirements.

"I want layers, and lots of them!" She would instruct, "Give her some side bangs and part her hair to the right, it'll do wonders for her features!"

In an instant, the hairstylist set out to do her work. She was a redhead in mid-thirties and had her hair chopped in what it seemed was a random fashion, yet it somehow looked modern and trendy.

"You have the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen on a person." She murmured once as she washed my hair.

I, of course, blushed and immediately closed them.

"Oh, Ana!" Kate would chuckle, "You should learn to take a compliment sweetie, you'll be receiving a lot of those after I'm done with you."

I sighed and hoped for the life of me that wouldn't happen. I'd be a walking tomato, an embarrassed walking tomato.

When they turned me around to appreciate their "masterpiece", I couldn't help but gasp. My hair was blow dried to perfection, with all the ends tucked in a sort of bouncy manner. I had three layers, but they weren't strictly uniformed, it was as if the layers had layers. My hair, for the first time in my life was to the side, which allowed my new bangs to fall flawlessly over the left side of my forehead, and I immediately knew I'll have to constantly work on it not falling over my eye. I was so happy after my new makeover, I couldn't help but give both Kate and Lola, the hair genius, a giant hug.

...

So now here I was, on the passenger seat of Kate's red Mercedes heading towards school.

I was wearing my tightest black skinny jeans, a fitted white shirt with the first two buttons popped open, topped with a little black vest and my favorite converse, because there was no way I was wearing the red stilettos Kate had suggested. She, however, was dressed to stop traffic, with an extremely short jean skirt and a skin-tight purple v-neck with some strappy black sandals.

In theory, I shouldn't be nervous. I mean, it wasn't like I had to work to make friends, Kate already said I was going to be part of her clique, but then again, that didn't guarantee they would like me, let alone accept me.

I was never one to fit into the in-crowd. Back home I had some friends, but we never got invited to parties or got asked out on dates. I'd already come to terms with the fact I was just... plain, made to fade into the background. Now I was going to have to step out of my comfort zone and actually try to be social with people who were going to be constantly judging me.

"We're here!" Kate sing-songed.

I sighed for what it seemed was the millionth time, opening the door and stepping out of the vehicle while mentally preparing myself for what was to come.

The school was quite small compared to the ones in Georgia, but it was still as intimidating as a new school could be. The parking lot was full of students hanging by their cars, throwing footballs around, talking, laughing, and Oh god! Some of them were staring at me! No! Scratch that... most of them were staring at me!

Breathe, breathe, breathe...

All of the sudden I felt someone entwine their arm to mine. I jumped a little, then let out a relieved sigh when I saw Kate's brilliant grin looking down at me.

"Don't fret, doll. It's not everyday we have the whole school's attention, now let's enjoy it!"

She started walking, well, more like strutting, her way across the lot and I had no choice but to follow her lead. Once I was able to keep up with her and her supermodel legs, I noticed a group of kids seated by some benches placed inside a beautiful garden by the side of the school, seemingly waiting for us.

When we reached their destination, Kate let go of me and went straight to a very tall, very muscular boy with curly blonde hair and light blue eyes. He engulfed her in his arms as she whispered something low on his ear that made him smile like a little kid with dimples.

Not knowing what to do or say I shifted the weight on my feet and played with a strand of my hair.

"Hey! You're the orphan girl, ain't ya?" A boobalicious blonde with a nasally voice asked me.

Immediately, my body tensed up. How could it be that I hadn't even stuttered a word and the whole world already knew my deepest darkest secrets?

All of the sudden, Kate came back from her love bubble and glared at the other blonde.

"Samantha, why don't you go spread your STDs somewhere else. I'm kinda busy introducing my new sister here, can I ignore you some other time?"

The girl huffed, clearly irritated, but grabbed her glittering purse and walked away without a word. Damn, Kate must have some influence.

"Don't worry, that's just a groupie." A tall curvaceous raven-haired girl with a sleek bob extended her hand to me. "I'm the real thing, but you can call me Mia."

Oh...OH Mia Grey! As in town royalty? I didn't know whether to shake her hand or kiss it. I thankfully opted for the former and gave her my best friendly smile.

"Hi, I'm..."

"Ana Steele, I know."

"How...?"

"I know everything around here." She whispered as if it was a secret, though I'm sure everyone else heard it. "And everyone, now let's introduce you to some of Montesano's best."

And just like that I was greeted by everyone around the group, Olivia Martin, Mark Folly, Jack Hyde, Gia Matteo, Elliot Grey and... Ethan Kavanaugh. Great, just great! Well, at least he didn't seem too eager to recount the humiliating events from the other day. If I had to guess, I'd say Kate had something to do with that.

"Well, now that you know anyone who's anyone, it's time to head to class, the bell rings in five minutes. You don't want to be late your first day, and make sure to meet us out here when you get your lunch." Mia said walking away with Olivia, Mark, Gia and Ethan.

I turned around and looked at Kate a little confused. "You guys don't eat at the cafeteria?"

"Uh... no." She replied as if it was the most obvious thing on the planet.

"Don't worry Kate, you go ahead with Elliot. I'll show the little lady around." Said the guy named Jack.

Kate seemed to approve of the boy's intentions as she nodded and told me not to break any hearts on my way to first period, which made me roll my eyes. Not likely.

...

The rest of the day passed in a sort of daze. Jack had taken his job as tour guide quite seriously since by the time it was lunch hour I knew almost all there was to know about every teacher, student and even some disturbing rumors about the school's principal.

After we both bought lunch, we headed toward the "cool" garden were I'd learned all the crème de la crème hanged out at. Because God forbit, someone with actual social aspirations would go to a cafeteria to eat.

"Oh, hey Ana!" Mia waved as she saw me approaching, "seat next to me!"

She padded a spot to her right, and I smiled as I squeezed in between her and Kate.

"Sooooo, how was your day?" Mia asked excitedly.

"Well..."

But before I could start retelling my uneventful day, the sound of a motorcycle engine cut through the serene air of the parking lot. Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and turned to see the commotion going on behind them. I, of course, was no less curious and let my gaze fall onto the student body's latest arrival.

He was... well... he was... just... wow! The first thing I noticed was his hair, it was what you would call sex hair and it was glorious. The Sun shone down on his messy copper locks in such a way that just begged to be touched. He had a tall muscular body, but not bulky, just slim and athletic. That's when I realized his arms were covered in tattoos, both of them! Their design was so intricate I couldn't make them out from a distance, of course the only way I could appreciate his biceps was due to the fact he was wearing a Jack Daniel's t-shirt with the sleeves cut out all the way to mid-torso. I was also willing to bet good money no one in the world looked better than him in skinny jeans, and his leather combat boots just made him all the more irresistible.

Suddenly, Mia shot up from her spot next to me and marched directly towards the god in Ray Ban shades. And then I understood, of course this was her boyfriend, one as good as he looked only got the best, I mean, that's what Mia was right? The queen of the town.

"...and that's Christian Grey."

I managed to snap out of my musings to catch the last of what Kate was murmuring to me.

"Who?"

She let out an annoyed gust of air. "Seriously Ana, are you ever here on Earth? I said... that's Christian Grey!"

"B-b-but, you never mentioned Elliot had a brother."

"No one really acknowledges Christian as a Grey, he's not up to the family's standards," Jack spat, "he's more like the black sheep, the dark seed, the screw-up..."

I tuned him out as I watched hypnotized at the way his lips moved while he argued heatedly with Mia. Finally, she turned around and headed towards our table, with Christian following at a slower pace. When she reached her seat, she opened her purse and started digging for God knows what? I didn't even pay much attention to her, as my eyes were automatically drawn to his presence.

In one swift motion he removed the sunglasses from his face, and it took everything in me not to gasp. Those eyes, his eyes, they could strike a girl blind at first sight. They were like two-stormy gray orbs fighting for control within themselves.

And that's when the oddest thing happened. He looked back, he... looked at me. I mean, like really looked at me. It was as if he could read every thought in my brain with that one glance, and once his gaze was fixed on mine, I saw it. I saw pain, and anger, and frustration and hurt and... Out of the blue, he wasn't just looking at me no more, he was glaring. Like I had done or said something to insult him. I blushed furiously and looked down at my food, feeling inexplicably small under his penetrating stare.

"Here you go." Mia said and I risked a glance to see her handing him an envelope. "Don't waste it all on booze and grass. It's your turn to buy the groceries, you can't live off your own filth after all."

Oh, if looks could kill.

He forcefully took the content from her hands and ran towards his bike while my eyes followed his retreating form like they had a mind of their own.

When he was finally out of the parking lot, Mia sat down with an angry huff.

"Ass!" She shouted into the wind, but we all knew who that was meant for.

Everyone seemed to agree with her, and then after she begged for someone to change the topic, the girls started talking about an alledged sleepover. I couldn't be sure, my mind kept replaying those last few moments our eyes met.

Did I upset him? Maybe that was just his personality, though I doubted that. He seemed... misunderstood, and I had a feeling in a town like this, "misunderstood" didn't do much for your reputation.

How was that for a first encounter?

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