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"Anastasia Steele." Kenny says entertained. He can't understand my infatuations with this girl. "She is a freshman, just like you."

"How come I haven't seen her before?"

"Christian, you can't possibly meet every single girl on campus. Also, you must pick the ones that'll be good for you. For us. I mean, look at her, she is so… so…pure. There's nothing in her that would make a great member of the fraternity."

"She's not entering the fraternity." I say through my teeth, trying not to look stupid, too. I haven't even met her and she's already messing up with my head.

"Well, my young protégé, if you want her, she must be tried."

I grab Kenny by the lapels of his coat and pull him close.

"Do. Not. Even. Think. About. It."

"Fucking hell, Grey! What's the matter with you?" he jerks out of my grasp. "Chill, okay?"

"I'm telling you now. She is mine. Nobody is to even approach to her!"

Don't make enemies for yourself so early in your career. Everyone accepted you without a question, because of me. Because I could see your potential. Christian, this woman is one of the many you'll have here. Trust me."

I pick up my jacket that has fallen on the ground and brush the dust off it.

"I don't want many. I want her." I say as I leave.

I spend the rest of the afternoon watching her from afar. I can't risk meeting her without having a plan. First impressions count and I'm going to make the most of it. I've been doing this for the last two weeks. But now I have her name. I need to know what she does during the day, who she sees, what's her routine.

In the past week we've exchanged glances on a few occasions but I don't think she noticed me at all. It was a very quick eye contact and where I personally experienced something of a meltdown, she didn't even flinch. That's good because when I finally get to meet her, it will be perfect. She'll definitely be surprised.

Right now she is at the café, working. I have to find out what's her major, and build up my knowledge around it.

I see her closing her laptop and, standing up, she heads towards the restrooms. My eyes follow the sway of her hips as she saunters down the hallway and disappears into it.

I think now is the time to enter and sit somewhere close to her but not too close. I don't want her to notice me when she gets back. I get in, and wait for her for around ten minutes and, is she taking a bit too long? Did I not see her come out? I'm not sure what to do. I stand up, and go towards the restrooms area but where do I go? I couldn't possibly go inside. I slow down, suddenly unsure if I should go in after her. Stalking a girl to the bathroom, that might be pushing the line a little. I stand there rooted to the place for a moment, debating my options, and when I'm about to turn back and get the hell out of there, the door bursts open and she's rushing out. Her brows are drawn together on her forehead, and she's scowling at her phone, not looking where she's going.

She raises her head at the last second, her crystal blue eyes pierce my soul as her petite body collides with mine. Her arms flail outwards trying to stop her body from falling and a tiny shriek hitches in her throat. My arms instantly go around her slender waist and I pull her flush to my chest, holding her tight. I can feel the shock of electricity coursing through my body from having her pressed against me. What the…? I can almost see the sparks flying around us, I can hear the buzz, it's like the air around us is vibrating, or… is that the sound of my heartbeat ringing in my ears?

I don't even realize she has her delicate, doll-like hands flat on my chest, her palms pressing into me. I haven't even flinched. Of course, my heart is beating out of my chest and I think she can feel it beneath her palms; both our chests are rising and falling fast with our heavy breaths. Oh, she smells divine, like a spring flower bed! I want to bask in her scent forever. We stand frozen for what seems an eternity, lost in each other's eyes, but it can't have been more than a moment.

Suddenly she bats her long seductive eyelashes a few times quickly and pulls her gaze down, embarrassed. I see redness flush her cheeks; she's biting her lower lip hard trying to hide the breath that's hitching in her throat, because she's panting.

I realize then that my hard erection is rammed right into her pelvis and she's practically shuddering against me, trying not to squirm in my embrace. I release my hold on her and, mumbling a quick apology, she darts away, sprinting a few steps past me. She then turns around and looks at me, her intense gaze holding me in place once more before she runs away. I stand speechless, rooted to the ground, trying to shake myself from the daze she put me in.

Oh god, this woman has me in some kind of spell! The pull she has on me is inescapable, stronger than gravity.

I quickly come out of the café and search for her. I think I've missed my perfect planned moment. Dammit!

I think I see her getting into of the Green Building, but as I'm not sure of it, I want to double check. I'm still half flying from the buzz I got a moment ago.

I enter the building and head straight into the short but winding corridor, using the shortest way to get to the open space students usually hang around at. If I get there on time, I'll be able see where she's heading.

Just as I'm about to turn the corner in the hallway someone runs into me like a bolt of lightning. A bunch of pages from various documents scatter all over the floor and we both crouch down to pick them up. "Oh crap! I'm so sorry, I didn't expect to see anyone here..." mutters the girl reaching for the same sheet of paper that I'm reaching for. As our hands touch each other, I feel the same energetic charge like the last time we were so close.

She freezes momentarily and then lifts her head to look at my face, her eyes piercing my soul, holding me in place with an invisible force. I see her breathing get quicker and her cheeks flush red. Her eyes widen and her mouth pops open for a moment.

"…It's you again."

"I'm sorry."

She breaks her eye contact and is now nervously picking up the fallen pages quickly and stacking them in her arms. I hand her the rest of the sheets as we stand up; she's not looking at me, but at her feet.

"I'm Christian Grey."

She slowly lifts her head, looking at me through her lashes.

"Ana." She is staring at me, dazed.