(This is my own story. I took this off awhile ago and due to popular demand and also someone posting this on here under a different name I have decided to put this story back on. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks.)

Christ how did I end up this position.

I'm looking at the reflection of myself in the mirror while applying my lipstick. Not quite the colour I normally use but it will have to do as I ran out of my favourite colour last week. I stare at myself, trying to make me look presentable is not an easy task. It takes great time and care. My brunette hair normally allows me to attract attention but right now it's refusing to do anything I ask. After trying to comb it straight for the millionth time, I finally drop the brush and push my fingers into it. It only gives the slightest volume to my crazy mane of hair. At least it's just me and Kate tonight.

After all this was Kate's idea. Kate Kavanagh is my most trusted and dearest friend. She is also a wild card and my roommate. We have been friends since high school, we even shared a room together at university and then both thought living together was great. So naturally we moved in together in an apartment in San Diego. Kate is strong, clever, persuasive, sporty and wild a dangerous mix. It's Kate's wild side that now has me in this situation.

After working all week, Kate wanted to let off some steam for the weekend and even after trying to talk her down I knew Kate never takes no for an answer. So that led me to this, getting ready to go out for a relaxing evening or as Kate would say blow off some steam and party. That quote also made me realize that I would be the designated driver for the evening and Kate would drink as much as she wanted.

At that moment as if the mere thought of my friend made her appear, Kate came bounding into the room. Her movements having all the grace of a dancer as she waltzed over to me. I snatch at a thought of jealously. Her flowing blonde hair always looks like she stepped out of a hair salon seconds earlier. Her full chest and curvy hips make any man stop and drool. Yes, I have seen many of them drool. She is gorgeous as her arms draped over my shoulder brushing against my wild mane.

"You ready to go? Sweetie." She asks me with a full and happy smile that belongs on a TV advert.

My look to her should make it obvious that I don't want to go out, but she just blows it off and hugs my shoulder.

"You look great. I might even have to fend the men off you tonight."

She is kidding right. She has to be joking. I might as well not even be there when the men spot her she draws them in. "No guy in his right mind would go after me with you there." I manage to get out.

She turns to me, looking at me seriously. I feel that she is about to argue with me.

"Well, that never seems to stop Jose and James from flirting with you whenever they come over." I look at her stunned for a second.

They had been our friends for almost two years. Come to think of it I had started to wonder if they liked me more than they let on. My thoughts are derailed by Kate grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door.

"Come on I have something really exciting planned for tonight. I'm sure you will love it." I allow myself to get dragged out the apartment and down towards my car silently praying that she hadn't set me up on some kind of blind date with one of them or both of them.

Sat in a dark bar almost hidden off to one side of the room in a booth I sit rolling my wine glass between my fingers. Kate was facing me and laughing so hard at a joke that the comedian had just said. This was not how I was expecting my night to have gone. Kate had decided for both of us to take a night off from all the clubs and told me to drive to this bar. Yes in my car my old Becky, my nickname for my Buick. She has seen better days, but my father had given me her when I went to university, and she had treated me well. It also meant my suspicion that I was the designated driver was correct. As Kate had left her BMW series five back at the apartment. Another round of laughter due to one of the comedians jokes rang out as I looked around the bar.

Even with not many lit areas the bar looked expensive. Like only the rich would come to places like this. The drinks were incredibly expensive and we had both settled for a bottle of white wine that Kate would drink mostly. All of the customers were well dressed in suits and dresses. I felt left out again for the second time since entering the first time was in the line to get in. Women in stunning dresses and men in sharply tailored suits stood in the line. While I wore a plain black skirt I had for years and a cream coloured blouse. Kate leaned over the table excited as the crowds started clapping.

"Oh, Ana. It's time. He's on now." She jumped up and down like an excited little schoolgirl at the thought of meeting her favourite pop singer.

"Who's on now?" I ask gaining more interest in what is happening on the stage because of Kate's mood spike.

"You're joking. Ana I got us these tickets to see Christian Grey. He is only the best magician there is." She was bouncing up and down in her seat as she drained her glass of wine and poured herself some more.

I couldn't hide the disappointment in my eyes or my words as they came out sharply. "We drove for an hour to this bar so we could see a magician?"

I saw the look of sadness pass over Kate's eyes as she stopped bouncing. Great, it's our night out and I'm the one ruining it for her.

I quickly change my serious scowl into a soft smile and speak a little softer. "Well I'm sure he will be fun to watch and it's a nice change from the club scene."

I hold her gaze to make sure she buys it. She smiles and turns back to watch the stage. My eyes briefly glance over to the stage where a few members of the crew are setting up for the main event.

This whole night is going to be us watching an overweight magician in his fifties with gray hair sawing a woman in half that we already know is in a fake box. I tilt my head back and take another drink of my glass of white wine. This glass is still my first while Kate is now on her third glass and gazing at the stage in wide-eyed wonder.

I turn back in time to see a beautifully stunning brunette walk onto the stage. She is wearing a little black dress with a long-sleeved suit jacket that has been cut short to allow the rest of the dress to be seen. Her brunette curly locks naturally bounce and sway as she walks onto the stage. Her hands come up into the air and the music stops as all eyes are on her. A silence has fallen over the crowd as she speaks. A clear crisp accent that I can't place rolls off her tongue. "Ladies and gentlemen I present to you, Christian Grey."

His entrance was entrancing as he walked onto the stage with all the power and purpose of a man that had been doing this for decades. As he made it into the spotlight I finally got my first sight of Mr Grey.

He was young, I know I'm only twenty-three, but he didn't look a day over thirty. He holds himself in a black suit jacket with matching pants a crisp white shirt beneath and a black tie. His warm gaze sweeps across the audience as he introduces himself.

His accent calming and crisp but still eludes me as to where he is from. "Ladies and gentleman I am Christian Grey and I intend to take you on a world of adventure through the form of magic. I know some of you out there may not be believers but let me assure you by the end you all will be."

His eyes seem to spot me out of the crowd and hold my gaze for a moment longer before he carries on. You're kidding yourself, he was most likely staring at Kate.

I don't even hear him finish his speech as pangs of jealousy spike in my chest. I must ignore them I tell myself over and over again. It's not Kate's fault. The whole audience bursts into applause as I realize I have already missed his first magic trick.

I quickly glue my eyes to the stage and watch with interest. I say to myself it's simply to figure out how he does each of his tricks, but my eyes can't help but focus more on him. He snaps from one trick to the next in the blink of an eye getting rapturous applause every time he completes one of his many tricks.

I study his hands carefully as he begins to do card tricks knowing they have hidden cards up their sleeves. I silently wish to myself that Kate had gotten us a closer table to study for his slight of hands. The inner devil in my mind decides to answer my thought mockingly and that's the only reason you want to be closer to the stage.

A hush falls over the crowd as I realize he had just asked for two volunteers. These are always people that have been put into the audience by the magician himself and work along with him to trick everyone into believing in magic.

A large spotlight begins to scan the crowd moving backward and round till it lands on a blonde haired woman in a peach coloured dress sat with a businessman in a suit. The blonde jumps up and heads toward the stage. The spotlight staying on her till she made her way up to him then it's moving again. Kate is almost jumping out of her seat with the idea of being picked and I can't help but smile at her innocence. I just take another drink of the white wine, it's delicious as it slips down my throat. I feel my body temperature rise as Kate squeals out loud making me open my eyes. The spotlight is shining on our table, it's shining on me.

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