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ANA'S POV

As the bell to the last class of the day rang, I grabbed my canvas messenger bag and hastily threw it over my shoulder to make sure to get to Kate's car before she had to wait for too long. However, as soon as I exited the classroom door, Jack was waiting for me with a grin that rivaled the Cheshire Cat and it honestly creeped me out a bit. No matter, I made my way over to him and gave him a small smile, after all, he had been the one to show me around campus.

"Whatup Steele?"

"Hey! Look, I'll see you tomorrow, I have to meet with Kate and..."

He laughed and threw his arm over my shoulder, freezing me in place for a moment before I relaxed and told myself not freak out over small gestures of friendship.

"Ana Ana..." he tsked. "That's what I'm here for."

I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him questioningly, "What do you mean?"

"Well, didn't you hear during lunch? The girls are driving together to the Grey's to plan for Friday's party."

"Wait... you mean I don't have a ride home?"

He smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry girly, they sent me to tell you that they're waiting for you by Mia's car."

"Oh... okay then, I'll go look for them."

Just as I was about to start walking towards the parking lot, he grabbed me by the wrist, which made me stop and turn around, a little irritated at the way he was so eager to touch me without my acknowledgement.

"Wait up, little darling, it is my understanding that I am to accompany you."

"I know my way to the parking lot." I really hoped he got the hint.

"Oh, c'mon! Are you really gonna deny me the pleasure of walking you to your ride?"

I sighed. "Okay, if it really means that much to you, then have at it."

He laughed and placed his arm on my shoulders once again, "Lets go, oh reluctant one!"

And with that, he lead the way to the parking lot where Mia, Rose, Olivia, and some other girl I didn't recognize were hanging by a stunning bronze Maserati. As I got closer, I started taking in the new girl, she had light skin, not lighter than mine since that would be translucent, but she wasn't tan either. Her hair was a few shades lighter than mine, blondish in the Sun, where mine glowed a bit reddish, and secured in a low ponytail. She had brown eyes and really thin eyebrows, her lips were as well, really thin and her nose was perfectly straight and slightly pointing upwards. She looked like she did her fair share of exercise, but she wasn't overly muscular, however, she didn't seem to have a whole lot of curves, so I guess that's what led me to believe she was somehow athletic. Overall, she was a pretty girl, not the type I expected people like Mia, Kate or Olivia to hang out with but eh... they seemed to like me, so what do I know?

"Ana, Jack, hi!" Kate waved.

"Hey..." I said, feeling rather awkward with Jack's hand still hanging over my shoulders.

Mia seemed to sense my discomfort as she grabbed my hand and pulled me to stand in front of the girl I had yet to meet, effectively pulling me out of Jack's grasp.

"Ana, this is Leila. Leila, this is Kate's new er... sister."

I shook the girl's hand and marveled at how cold her hand was. Jesus, has she no body heat?

"Leila is amazing at painting, I thought she could help us do some nice hand-made invitations," Mia must have noticed my confused expression since she felt the need to clarify, "Oh, you don't expect us to have an open-door pjs party, do you? Last time the whole school showed up, we're inviting maximum 30 people this time."

I gasped. "You're letting thirty people sleep in your house?"

Everyone laughed, but I didn't seem to get the joke.

"No Ana," said Jack, "Not everyone stays. Just the people in our close circle actually get to sleep the night at the Grey's, the rest just go for the drinks, food and loud music... and the occasional chance a pretty girl will give up the goods," he said the last part looking directly at me. Oh crap.

I blushed and turned back to Leila, refusing to acknowledge his comment.

"Very nice to meet you, Leila."

"The pleasure's all mine, Ana."

Her tone was reverent, like I expected someone to talk to Mia. She might have bowed her head a little, though I couldn't be sure. Geez, what was it with this people and social statuses?

Once Jack said his goodbyes, smiling at me one last time, he ran towards his dark green truck to the other side of the parking lot. I was expecting someone as flamboyant as him to drive some flashy neon sports car, but his ride seemed fairly practical.

On the other hand, we had Mia's sleek glamorous car, on which I had just been ushered to the backseat with Olivia and Leila, while Mia and Kate sat driver and shotgun. As soon as the key was inserted on the ignition, a high pitched feminine voice started blasting off the radio and I jumped right out off my seat startled.

Olivia laughed, throwing her head back and shouting, "Oh! I love this song!"

Mia immediately turned the volume up the heavens and both her and Kate joined Olivia as they sang along with the bubbly lyrics.

"Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can't help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall
You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave"

Meanwhile, I sat back and wondered if I'd ever be able to fit in with this dynamic group of girls. I mean, I wasn't exactly very uptight, but my personality just seemed bland compared to such bold attitudes. They laughed carefree, like they had no such things as problems in their lives, and demanded attention like the world belonged to them, and in their minds, it did. I wasn't very confident in the idea that I could somehow achieve to be as vibrant as they were, but I wasn't opposed to it either. My life has always been so centered and sheltered and just... not exciting. These were the type of friends I always dreamed to have, the type of friends you saw in sixties films were the Pink Ladies and T-Birds would charm their way to life, making memories out of everything they touched or talked about. I honestly felt like I was in the right place at the right time as long as Mia and the girls were with me.

I glanced to my right and noticed Leila having the same dreamy expression I probably held just a minute before. Yepp, I wasn't the only one.

With all my internal musings, I had lost track of time and next thing I knew we were entering the huge curved driveway of a gigantic mansion that seemed to go on for centuries. It stood three floors high, painted in all white with magnificent colossal columns and surrounded by vast trees and a regal white-stone water fountain that dominated the front garden.

"Wow, this is..." I started.

"...yeah." Leila seemed to share my astonishment.

This was like a mini White House. Were they for real? Who lives like this? Did the Grey's own half of the United States or something? Where they some kind of Mafia family?

"You'll get used to it." Kate murmured as she entwined elbows with me and pulled me inside the behemothic residence.

The grand foyer was just... out of a style magazine. The walls were a beautiful lilac and two symmetrical polished staircases came from opposite sides of the room, but of course, it wouldn't be complete without a breathtaking oversized chandelier hanging from the tallest roof I'd ever stood under.

"Shall we go to my room? I have all my decorating essentials up there." Mia asked, cutting my ogling short.

We all agreed and followed her up the stairs and into the first room to the left. And if I thought the foyer was worth appraisal, I was clearly in for a surprise when I stepped inside the Grey princess' suite. Words couldn't even begin to describe my surroundings, it was all silk and pillows and loveliness. It was set on a palette of soft blues and creamy beiges, yet it wasn't down-to-earth, it definitely spoke of entitlement and privilege, the way it seemed like another accurate show of her expensive elegant taste. All I could do was stare.

The rest of the evening was spent with us girls joking around, talking music, fashion, celebrities and you guessed it... boys.

"So... Ana, what do you think of Jack? You two seemed cozy today." Olivia asked while trying on a pair of Mia's heels.

"Well, um... I... he..."

"Oh, spit it out, will you? Do you like him or not?"

I shrugged, not really sure if they would be mad if I were to turn down their friend.

"Oh, c'mon Ana, he was all over you. You must have felt something..." Kate prompted, twirling in a hot pink dress she had pull out of the closet.

Disgust, repulsion, nausea...

"No Kate, I don't know, he's not really my cup of tea."

"He's a bit too sticky sweet, isn't he?" Mia offered, scrunching her nose.

I laughed, glad someone finally understood, "Yeah... I guess you could phrase it that way."

Looking around the room, I noticed Leila was looking out from the balcony to the driveway. She had a mesmerised expression on her face and the look in her eyes was narrowed, yet so far away.

"Leila!" Mia called after following my gaze, "Let's just finish doing the invitations, so we could send them out tomorrow."

The startled girl nodded quickly and ran inside, flopping down on the bed, next to Mia, and assisting her with the creative process. To tell the truth, I felt kind of useless. Obviously all this girls had experience with party invitations and all the other planning that goes with it, where I didn't even get the point of going to such extents when the cards would probably end up in someone else's trash can.

"Hey Mia, do you mind if I go downstairs to grab a glass of water, I'm really thirsty." I asked her, suddenly very eager to get out of the room and be a little alone with myself.

"Sure, sweetie. If it's not much bother, can you bring up a few snacks. We're all famished!" She begged.

"Yeah, of course." I immediately walked outside and as I shut the door, I let out a sigh of relief. Who knew being a girl could be so exhausting?

Rushing down the stairs, I made it to the last step without faltering. Hastening my feet, I hurried to where I hoped was the kitchen, only to trip over my own feet on the threshold and land on my hands and knees on the smooth cold floor.

But before I could scramble back to my feet, I felt warm strong hands surround my upper arms and lift me effortlessly to a standing position. Who the...?

When I raised my eyes to look past my bangs, my breathing caught in my throat and I could swear his too. Intense gray eyes looking unblinkingly down at mine. WOW! All coherent thought left my system as soon as I was trapped under his scrutiny. There he was, all mopped-haired and dazzling, and all he could do was stare at me... me! I saw his penetrating stare move from my hypnotized gaze to my lips, and then he did one thing that was my undoing... I saw his tongue peek out and trace his bottom lip and then agonizingly slow, licking the upper one. I was in a trance, a deadly trance that I welcomed with newfound madness. I shyly looked back up into this eyes, they had darkened and dilated infinitely, making me gasp and release my bottom lip, which I hadn't even noticed I was biting.

"Oh god." I whimpered involuntarily.

I heard him chuckle through my haze and felt him placing a strand of hair behind my ear before leaning in, so close I could feel his lips on the sensitive skin there.

"I appreciate the worshipping and all, but it's Christian, sweetheart."

To say I blushed would be an understatement. I felt the heat on my face burn its way from my cheeks all the way to my hairline. And then, I felt him sniff, not so secretly on my neck and once again, my weakened legs gave out and if it wasn't for his supporting grip I would have most likely melted to a pile on the floor.

"Wow! Hey baby, are you okay?" He asked looking surprisingly concerned.

My mouth opened and closed, searching for words and not finding any. Geez, what was this boy doing to my vocal cords?

"Let's find you a seat, shall we?"

I nodded and he carefully led me over the counter, where he proceeded to place his hands on my waist and lift me to the tall cushioned stool. I gasped once again at the contact that shot electricity all throughout my veins. He, however, took them out immediately and placed them on either side of me in the counter.

"Have you eaten anything today?" He asked in such an authoritative way that demanded to be answered in nothing but the truth.

"No." I whispered meekly.

His eyes narrowed, and for a moment I thought I heard him growl before turning away from me and digging through some bags. Before I knew it, he was once again in front of me with a huge granola bar. He opened it, ok, I could have done that, and placed it in my hand with a look that gave no room for arguments. Right away, of course, I started munching on the chewy goodness, not keen to the idea of displeasing him.

I finished the energy bar in record time and blushed furiously when his thumb brushed the side of my mouth to wipe a leftover crumb. God, I'm hopeless.

"So, what's your name?" He asked casually.

"A-Ana."

"And what's your full name?"

"Anastasia Rose Steele."

"Anastasia..." He murmured appreciably, in a voice I was sure could cure PMS.

I nodded, though it wasn't a question and he smirked, knowing that as well. But as he was about to say something else I heard a dramatic intake of breath from behind me.

Turning my neck to see who had catched me and Christian so close to each other, I met the alarmed gaze of Leila. I sighed in relief, thanking God it wasn't Mia.

"Leila, it's okay, just tell the others I'll be right up." I managed to get out sounding somewhat calmed.

Either she didn't hear me, or chose to just ignore me since her wide-eyed gaze never faltered from Christian. I looked back at him and noticed he was giving her a cold stare that sent chills up my body that made me tremble. Noticing my discomfort, Christian broke his glare with Leila and looked to me once more.

I heard the probably terrified girl's steps as she scurried off upstairs and turned my attention back to Christian, noticing his whole demeanour had changed from relaxed to extremely hostile, like he had built an unbreakable wall in mere seconds.

"You should go upstairs, Anastasia." He said in a detached tone.

I looked down at my feet as I hopped down from the stool and looked around cluelessly.

"What's wrong?" He asked, confused.

"Um... Mia sent me to grab some snacks." I whispered, not daring to raise my voice in case it would upset him further.

He nodded and handed my a few bags of chips from the counter, and without a word I turned and left, internally feeling like he had set my insides on fire. But damn! What a lovely way to burn.

The song mentioned in this chapter is "Primadonna Girl" by Marina & The Diamonds.

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