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Fifty Shades of Grey
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I
scowl
with
frustration
at
myself
in
the
mirror
.
Damn
my
hair
—
it
just
won
’
t
behave
,
and
damn
Katherine
Kavanagh
for
being
ill
and
subjecting
me
to
this
ordeal
.
I
should
be
studying
for
my
final
exams
,
which
are
next
week
,
yet
here
I
am
trying
to
brush
my
hair
into
submission
.
I
must
not
sleep
with
it
wet
.
I
must
not
sleep
with
it
wet
.
Reciting
this
mantra
several
times
,
I
attempt
,
once
more
,
to
bring
it
under
control
with
the
brush
.
I
roll
my
eyes
in
exasperation
and
gaze
at
the
pale
,
brown
-
haired
girl
with
blue
eyes
too
big
for
her
face
staring
back
at
me
,
and
give
up
.
My
only
option
is
to
restrain
my
wayward
hair
in
a
ponytail
and
hope
that
I
look
semi
-
presentable
.
Kate
is
my
roommate
,
and
she
has
chosen
today
of
all
days
to
succumb
to
the
flu
.
Therefore
,
she
cannot
attend
the
interview
she
’
d
arranged
to
do
,
with
some
mega
-
industrialist
tycoon
I
’
ve
never
heard
of
,
for
the
student
newspaper
.
So
I
have
been
volunteered
.
I
have
final
exams
to
cram
for
and
one
essay
to
finish
,
and
I
’
m
supposed
to
be
working
this
afternoon
,
but
no
—
today
I
have
to
drive
165
miles
to
downtown
Seattle
in
order
to
meet
the
enigmatic
CEO
of
Grey
Enterprises
Holdings
,
Inc
.
As
an
exceptional
entrepreneur
and
major
benefactor
of
our
university
,
his
time
is
extraordinarily
precious
—
much
more
precious
than
mine
—
but
he
has
granted
Kate
an
interview
.
A
real
coup
,
she
tells
me
.
Damn
her
extracurricular
activities
.
Kate
is
huddled
on
the
couch
in
the
living
room
.
“
Ana
,
I
’
m
sorry
.
It
took
me
nine
months
to
get
this
interview
.
It
will
take
another
six
to
reschedule
,
and
we
’
ll
both
have
graduated
by
then
.
As
the
editor
,
I
can
’
t
blow
this
off
.
Please
,
”
Kate
begs
me
in
her
rasping
,
sore
throat
voice
.
How
does
she
do
it
?
Even
ill
she
looks
gamine
and
gorgeous
,
strawberry
blond
hair
in
place
and
green
eyes
bright
,
although
now
red
rimmed
and
runny
.
I
ignore
my
pang
of
unwelcome
sympathy
.
“
Of
course
I
’
ll
go
,
Kate
.
You
should
get
back
to
bed
.
Would
you
like
some
NyQuil
or
Tylenol
?
”
“
NyQuil
,
please
.
Here
are
the
questions
and
my
digital
recorder
.
Just
press
record
here
.
Make
notes
,
I
’
ll
transcribe
it
all
.
”
“
I
know
nothing
about
him
,
”
I
murmur
,
trying
and
failing
to
suppress
my
rising
panic
.
