The auditorium is dark with the exception of stage lights. Taking a seat in the back row, I see a girl playing a guitar and singing, then I see Ana sitting at the drums. Not familiar with the song, it's somewhat catchy. Not my cup of tea.

While they are playing several people are milling around setting up their string instruments.
After finishing the song Ana begins another song and some guy quickly starts on guitar. Everyone starts laughing telling them to start the song over. Another tune I'm unfamiliar with, looking over to Taylor I see him with a ghost of a smile.

Seems Miss Steele is a bit of a rocker girl.

A few songs later, a man I presume is a Professor at the university enters. Sitting in the front row listening and bobbing his head. When they finished playing he stands up "Hello all. Glad you made it today"

"Hey Doc, there's one more song we'd like to get out of our system. We still have about 5 minutes."

"No worries Matt. We'll begin rehearsals after you guys get the itch out of your system"

Sitting down, Matt counts and they start playing. Again, not familiar to me. All of these songs seem more like Elliot's taste in music. It's overall entertaining.

Between them setting up I send Ana a text.

I watch as she pulls the phone out of her jacket pocket, reading my message which is quite simple and direct.

~Miss Steele how about a cup of coffee after your classes today? Let me know what time is available for you~

Sliding the phone back into her jacket pocket, basically ignoring my request or you can say summons to meet me, after all I am "The" Christian Grey. I'm pissed by her dismissive behavior, no one rejects me.

Then I see her pulling out her phone again while the other students are situating themselves

~ Thank you. Perhaps another time. I have study group after classes... with finals slated this following week, its cram time. ~

~Understood. What time after study group?~

No sooner than I send my text, a call of Kavanagh comes in. Quickly moving away from the music, stepping outside the main auditorium. Kavanagh mentions that the shoot can be taken today at 5:30 in the Farming Division's main building or at the Heathman's the following morning at 9 am

"Five-thirty pm today. Be ready to shoot, I'll be there." hanging up,

my phone vibrates

~Mr. Grey, apologizes if you feel I misled you. I haven't any down-time available until finals are completed. My schedule is spoken for. If still interested at a later date let me know. Thank You. Good day.~

What the Hell! Did she just fucking blow me off? I don't take shit like that when it comes to business, I sure as hell won't take it from some coed. There was absolutely no miscommunication from her end, she just gave me the finger. I don't get it, there was a spark. We both felt it and her pupils dilated, which were a clear indicator of sexual chemistry. Fuck it! I'm not going to bother responding. I need something to eat and be packed because after the shoot I'm heading back to Seattle. I should just let Elena take care of it as she always has. Speaking of which,

~I want the top three girls at your salon Friday night. Have them ready by 9pm for interviews. Don't call, I'm busy~

I don't even contemplate walking back inside when Taylor opens the door. I at least now recognize the music being played, keeping the door cracked open, smugly I think they sound acceptable.

I'm fuming, Anastasia is nothing more than a student and she is beneath and what I can offer. She has no clue at to what she's missing out on. My lust quickly chilling.

The photo shoot is less than eventful. The only reason I showed interest with Kavanagh was due to Ana. Hell, I can't get out of here quick enough. No wonder I dropped out of Harvard, most, if not all, college students are a bunch of amateurs fumbling around.

The flight back to Seattle I'm feeling brittle and edgy. I love flying Charlie Tango it offers a great distraction. Allowing me time to focus on something else besides Ana who has me pissed.

If things go well by Saturday, Hell Friday night hopefully I'll have a new submissive in my playroom.

Upon landing and disembarking, rotors still moving Larry takes over, leaving with Tango. I'm glad to be home. While Taylor punches in the entry code I start checking texts before voicemails. I see a couple odd messages. Taylor pipes up

"Sir, I've eyes on her since you asked information about Ana. Those must be updates."

"Good. Thanks"

By the time we hit the foyer I'm taken aback by one of the updates. Ana is at Club Io. Looking at my watch, it's around 9:30pm, I call Andrea.

"Grey here. Get me Edward Pearce's number: office and cell and text them to me."

by the time I reach the study Andrea sent the text. I don't know what I'd do without her, she's indispensable and so damn efficient.

Dialing his cell, answering on the second ring. "Edward, it's Christian Grey. Are you at Club Io?"

"Christian how the hell are you? It's been a while and I know you well enough that this is not a social call. What can I help you with."

"There is a young woman there. Brunette, hair in a ponytail, wearing what looks like a black latex pencil skirt and matching long sleeved shirt. Is she a guest?"

"I know who you're talking about. What's this about Christian?"

"Look Edward I loaned you the seed money for Club Io and Club Europa, it's not like I'm going to use the information to blackmail her. I'm curious."

"Fine, what do you want to know?"

"Everything. Start from the beginning"

"I met Ana last September in San Francisco, she was at the Folsom Street Fair. We've never broached it but I think she keeps a place there, every other month she travels there for a weekend. About once a month she'll DJ here and then at Europa. She has quite an ear for music and mixing sounds. Let's see what else. Ana's a sweet girl, a bit on the shy side and has a very dry sense of humor. That took me a while to figure out, she's quite subtle. Actually she's pretty damn soulful."

"Is part of she scene ? Is she dating anyone?"

sighing "I can't say that she's part of the scene. I've never seen her around at parties and such. Other than when she comes here and after her gig her habit is to hang-out talking with me and a couple other people she heads out, I'll assume home. And as far as dating anyone, I don't ask." sounding a bit irritated "Is there anything else Christian?"

"What's her DJ name?"

"Miss Understood" I can't help but grin when Edward tells me the name she goes by.

"Any other questions?"

"No, I guess not. Wait. When will she be at Europa?"

"Saturday night, she spins from 10 to midnight"

"Put me on the guest list, make it plus one. Will you be there?"

"No it'll be Jane"

"Fine let her know. Thanks Edward"

"See you later Christian" hanging up the phone, looking out the glass window I see Ana in the DJ booth. I sigh why can't Christian Grey do anything normally? I feel like I've betrayed Ana.