Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Christian.

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***Weld Boathouse***

Charles River

CPOV

Oh fucking joy! Another damn year at Harvard listening to a bunch of instructors talking out of their asses! What a fucking waste of time! Damn Carrick and Grace for making me return here once more. I tried to reason with them, I told them that this was just a way for them to attempt to keep me out of trouble.

Truth be told, rowing is the main reason, fuck it's the only reason that I have returned. Well, that and the fact that I owe it to my parents. They saved me from a shitty life. I would be dead if it wasn't for them so I do try to keep them happy.

Why they love me is beyond my comprehension but I am grateful for their love and I will do what I can to please them, so here I am with a bunch of spoiled ass rich kids living off of their parent's 'legacy' trying to impress one another. What a bunch of losers, I think to myself as I light up a cigarette.

Fuck!

I better stop smoking these damn things now that I'm back!

I step towards the dock to check out the new rowing equipment when I'm called from my thoughts.

"Those things will kill you." Says the tiny little girl in a sarcastic tone as she points with her chin while carrying some oars from the dock.

She has her hands full with those oars. I should give her hand...nah, fuck that!

"Who the hell are you? The Surgeon General?" I spit back.

"I'm the person that will decide your fate, that is if your part of Harvard's Crew." Replies the little firecracker.

"You...will decide my fate?! Well, aren't you the presumptuous one?" I snap back. Who is this kid? She's a pretty little thing.

"I'm not presumptuous. I'm the one that will determine whether you make the Olympic caliber 8-boat so I suggest you stop smoking yesterday." She says without missing a beat.

God, she's hot little dish and that smart mouth! I would love to fuck her brains out!

Shit!

I better get my mind out of the gutter! She looks like a fucking child!

I can't fuck her and how in the hell can this little kid determine who is going to make the 8-boat?

"Not that it's any of your business but I happen to scull a single and who the hell are you, to think you are going to determine who makes the 8-boat?" I ask curious as to how this kid managed to sneak into the boathouse.

APOV

Wow! Is he for real? This walking tree has not heard of me? Hell, the entire crew knows who I am.

Easy Steele get a grip, sounds like you're getting a massive ego!

I smack down my inner voice and tell her to shut up!

What makes this dude any different from the others who are on the rowing team and why hasn't he offered to help carry my oars?

What a prick! A gorgeous prick but a prick just the same!

"I'm The Kid!" I say with pride.

The dude manages to smirk at me and says, "Well that's fucking obvious little girl."

He follows me back to the boathouse and now I'm really mad at Mr. Attitude!

"That's not what I meant! Everyone, the entire crew refers to me as 'The Kid'...haven't you heard? I'm going to be coxing the 8-boat." I say with pride.

The guy steps a little closer to me and leans down near my face. He better not try anything or else I'll kick him in the balls.

Since he hasn't heard of me, he probably hasn't heard about the jerk that tried to pick me up and impress me with his 'family legacy' and fortune.

Bleh, just thinking about that jerk...what the heck was his name? Jasper? James? Ah yes, Jake! Jake the Snake! I can still hear his voice, the way he spoke made my skin crawl.

"Hey pretty lady. You know that uni looks great on you. The only thing that would look better on you is me...on you."

He slithered up to me and caressed my cheek, I couldn't believe it. The nerve of that guy! I saw Noah approaching and I really didn't want Noah to fight or get in trouble so I decided to introduce my knee to Jake's balls! It was over before it started!

I'm called from my thoughts as I hear the dude speak.

"How old are you little Firecracker?" He asks as he keeps his face near mine and that's when I notice his eyes.

They are grey and hauntingly beautiful. I can't help but think of Noah's sea green eyes, they have the same pain in them that this dude has in his eyes. I wonder why? What could have happened to him to make his beautiful grey eyes so sad?

"My name is Ana and why do you want to know my age? What does my age have to do with anything?!" I shout.

"Easy there. No need to shout." He says as he backs away from me.

"Sorry, I'm just tired of people, the crew mostly, questioning whether I should be here. I know I'm younger than most but I am a damn good coxswain!"

"You must be if you are here little Firecracker, you seem to have lots of...'pop' little one." He says as he smiles at me.

Holy moly! What a smile! I'm freakin' blinded by his aura, that's what it is...he has an aura about him and he knows it. Smug bastard.

"So, what's your story Mr. Walking Tree? What brings you here?"

"Walking Tree?" He says with a questioning look on his face.

"Yes, you know. You're tall like a tree, you're walking...haven't you seen 'Lord of The Rings-The Two Towers?' It was a massive block buster movie trilogy you know. The Ents were the name of the walking trees."

Geez, why am I rambling? This guys makes me nervous.

"I'm not into movies." He says rather gruffly.

What's up with this guy? Who the hell is he?

"Well, what are you into?" I ask curious as to what this dude's story is.

CPOV

What am I into? Oh little Firecracker, if you only knew! Yes, I'd love to see the look on her face when I say, 'Well, since I can't handle human touch of a soft nature, I basically fight and fuck to tolerate human contact. What about you? What are you into?'

Easy Grey, she is a kid! You'll destroy this little girl by chewing her up and spitting her out!

"What I'm 'into' is rowing and you are currently obstructing me from doing so, now if you will excuse me please?" I say as I curiously find myself bowing to her...what the fuck is that all about?!

"Of course," The little Firecracker says as she steps out of my way. "Don't let me stop you."

I proceed to unbutton my pants and lift up my t-shirt, she might as well get accustomed as to how I do things around here.

"Whoa, what are you doing? There's dressing quarters in the boathouse ya know?" Little Miss Firecracker says as I see her face turn a lovely shade of red.

"True, but since I'm in a hurry to get out on the water and since no one is here..." I drift off and continue to undress. Unbeknownst to her, I'm wearing my uni under my street clothes.

"Uh, ok. I'll see you later." She says as she runs back towards campus.

"Hey wait!" I shout.

Why the fuck do I want her to wait?

Whatever!

I need to fine tune my feathering technique. Damn kid is nothing but a bother! I'm so fucking happy that I decided to quit the 8-boat midway through the season last year. I decided to row a single. No team and no coxswain trying to hit on me while I'm rowing and trying to keep an even stroke rate! It's just me and my boat and my fucked up thoughts! That's how it should be.

Fuck them! Fuck all of them!

"Hey Christian, how are you doing baby?"

I turn to see Bree staring at me wearing shorts that are two sizes too small for her and a white camisole that leaves nothing to the imagination.

"What do you want Bree?" I ask in frustration.

My biggest regret is fucking Bree. I should have known better than to fuck someone on the crew. Things tend to get complicated when you do that shit. Once I'm rich, one of the rules that I will follow will be to not fuck my staff!

"Well, it's nice to see you too, tiger." She purrs as she steps near me.

"Tiger? I don't fucking think so! My name is Christian or Mr. Grey." Might as well get accustomed to people addressing me by my surname. "Look Bree, what we had is in the past. I made it very clear to you that I don't do the 'girlfriend' thing so you better move on! I'm done! I don't fuck the crew! You were my biggest mistake and I do not intend to fuck up again. Got it!?" I shout as I try once again to get my point across to this stubborn mule.

"Oh Christian, what will you do for...entertainment? I'm the only one crazy enough that will allow you to do 'certain' things to me that I know you like to do." She steps closer to me and attempts to touch my chest and I see red.

"Don't you fucking touch me! I've told you about that shit and in case you don't remember we only fucked once! One fucking time! Now get the fuck over it and leave me alone!" I shout again.

Bree winces at my words but I really don't give a shit. I don't care about anyone so she might as well figure it out now. I refuse to take her or anyone for that matter down my dark path. No one can go there, not that I really care about Bree in any way shape or form but I still wouldn't want to subject anyone to my fuckedupness.

"Ok, Christian. Message received." Bree says dejectedly as she walks away.

Thank fuck!

I can finally get out on the water!

***GREY'S HALL***

APOV

I fly back to my dorm room at record speed. Geez, what was up with that guy?!

"Ana, are you ok? You look a little...flushed." Holly says as she pulls the buds out of her ears. She's sitting on her bed with her lap top.

"Yeah, I'm fine Holly. I just decided to take a quick run from the boathouse to our room. You know, sort of getting fired up for our first official practice." I say as I try to regulate my breathing. My heart is racing. Hmmmm...

"Oh! I'm so excited! It's going to be so much fun!" Holly squeals with enthusiasm.

"I have to admit...I'm a little nervous. I mean, I hope I can live up to everyone's expectations. I hope the crew accepts me." I say ambiguously.

"Relax Ana. You'll be fine! You're so lucky! You get to cox the boy's team! There are so many hotties out there to drool over!" Holly says as she slips into per pj's.

"I hope you're right Holly. Let's get some rest and see what tomorrow brings. If your practice ends early come on by and watch me cox. I could use the support of a friend." I say as I smile at Holly and throw her an extra pillow.

"Thanks Ana, I will do that! Any excuse the check out the talent!"

And with that, we turn off lights and get some much-needed rest.

A/N

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