Amelia's POV

Surprisingly Saturday, and Sunday flew by. Dad knows I feel hurt by what he, and my grandparents have done to me. Today after school dad had grandma take the day off from working at hospital so she can pick me up from school. Grandpa couldn't take the
/day off due to a really big case apparently.

"Good morning Amelia." Gail smiles. " had to go into work early today, so he's asked me to make sure that you have breakfast before Taylor drives you to school." Of course dad is making Gail babysit me too make sure that I eat. "What would

you like?" Gail asks.

"Waffles?"

"Sounds easy enough to make. I'll let you know when it's ready."

I smile kindly at Gail. I don't think that dad has ever smiled, or even said thank you to this woman. I feel bad that she has to put up with the Christian Grey.

I quickly have a shower. The water helps metoo wake up, especially on mornings before school, like today.

After my shower I get dressed. My style is really simple. I own many t-shirts, and hoodies, as well as jeans. I wouldn't classify myself as a girly person. I often wear my converse.

I hate wearing heels at balls, and fancy events thatmy family usually goes too. Wearing dresses aren't so bad at those events though.

I grab my backpack before I go downstairs. I see food is already on the table. Gail is quick at cooking.

Once I'm done Taylor is ready to take me to school. "Ms. Grey, Mr. Grey wanted me to remind you that your grandmother is still picking you up."

"Yeah, I remember." I mumble as we get into the car.

Getting to school was fast. I hop out of the car, and I see Krista.

"Hey, Grey." Krista smiles. "So... how's daddy billionaire treating you?" Krista jokes.

"Ugh, stop calling him that!" I face palm myself. "Krista you've met him like what, twice? You've googled pictures of him who knows how many times! He's so old compared to you." I say in disgust.

"He's thirty-one. My brother is thirty, so your dad isn't that old." Krista smirks. "Anyways, how are things with your grandparents? Since they basically kicked you out."

"Wow." I roll my eyes. "I don't know... I left them pretty hurt, but they hurt me." I state as we enter our math class.

"Still, Amelia they love you. Maybe there's a bigger reason why they sent you too live with your dad." Krista might be right. "Whenever you see them next, just ask."

"You're right." I understand what Krista is saying. I haven't even asked my grandparents, and I assumed that they hated me.

"Always am." Krista smiles.

School goes by today fairly fast. I'm thankful for that. I approach my locker, and someone unexpected approaches me.

"Amelia Grey, right?" I look who stands over me. Liam Hartson. He's a sophomore like me, and very handsome.

"Y-Yes." I shyly say.

"I was wondering if you wanted to hangout sometime?" Why would Liam ask to hangout with me?

"Uh, why?" I ask nervously.

"I hear you are very smart, like myself. Not many of those types of people around this school." Liam is definitely not wrong. "And you seem really smart. What's your favourite subject?"

"I would have to say English... and thank you." I feel myself blush. "Uh, we can talk more later this week during lunch?" I offer.

"Sounds great. Goodbye Amelia." Liam smiles at me before he walks away.

Holy shit! Liam is one of the smartest guys in my grade, plus one of the best looking. Why me, seriously I'm so happy! Maybe Krista knows something. I'll text her later.

I go outside. I see grandmas car there waiting for me. I hesitate for a moment, but I walk towards her car, and I get in.

"Amelia, sweetie. How are you? Your grandfather, and I are so, sorry." Grandma apologizes.

"I'm okay." I'm great actually, but I do feel bad. "I'm sorry too. For what I said, and for not talking too you both, and just leaving."

"Aw, Amelia don't feel bad. We should of consulted you." Grandma says softly. "Your grandfather, and I thought we should tell you why this has happened, before we go, and visit your aunt Mia. We didn't want you, and Christian to not have a relationship.
/Coming up with the idea of you living with you dad was a team effort between your grandfather, and I." Grandma explains. "I want you to have a relationship with Christian. He means well in all fairness. And we didn't know how to tell you. It's just
/that since you'll be out of the house in a few years, we wanted you too at least live with him for some part of your young life."

"I understand. Dad used to scare me when I was younger, and we didn't have a good relationship." I admit feeling a little upset. "I love dad, but he can be so controlling, and confusing."

"We all know that he can. I know this was so sudden." Grandma frowns.

"It was, but you all did it for a reason." I smile.

"That you're right. Now, is it a boy?" I look at grandma stunned. "Oh sweetie, I know you all too well. What's his name?" Grandma asks with a smirk.

I've never been with a guy so can grandma tell? "Liam, his name is Liam. Please don't tell dad!" I beg grandma.

"I won't, I'm really happy though!" Grandma almost yells with excitement.

"Grandma, it's not that big of a deal." I state. "He's really smart though." I blush.

"Amelia, you're growing up! I'm upset, but I'll get over it." Grandma laughs a little.

Once we get home to my dads, I say goodbye. I do trust grandma not to tell dad. Honestly I've never thought about dating or anything like that. I only thought about how attractive Liam is. But seriously, dating has never crossed my mind.

"Ms. Grey." Taylor greets me. "How was school?"

"Hi Taylor. School was okay." I smile. He takes my backpack for me as I enter the kitchen.

I grab some pinapple juice as I sit at the kitchen. I wonder I can get Gail to buy chocolate milk. My grandparents always made sure to even have chocolate milk on hand.

"Hello." Dad speaks from behind me, making me jump. "Jesus. I keep scaring you." Dad mutters.

"It's fine. I did apologize too grandma." I inform dad.

"Good. Any homework?" Dad asks me as he sits across from me.

"Only some math. Nothing I can't handle."

"You're brilliant Amelia." Dad smiles. He actually smiled? "You can definitelyhandle math."

Later that night I am done my homework. I sigh out of boredom. I mean, you'd expect too have one of the most glorious lives being related to my dad. Nope honestly, I don't even know why.