Ah, new story! Oh man, this is going to kill me, but I was inspired by a Colombian telenovela lol, if you are Colombian, or Hispanic, tell me if you heard of it (La mujer en el espejo; The woman in the mirror) :) This is kinda supernatural, if you count a magic mirror :P

On to the new story! Lemme know your thoughts :D


I was never the pretty one.

I was just the smart one, but now I have the means to be the woman my mom wanted me to be.

The woman that would turn heads whenever she walked down the street.

The woman that would have the power to break the hearts of men, instead of being the heartbroken one.

The woman with power to control her destiny. I rather liked that, I wanted to be in control. I wanted to be pretty and there was a way to do it. I just needed to make sure I created a plan that would be fool proofed, no matter the circumstance.

I wasn't anything spectacular. I was normal, not extraordinarily beautiful, nor was I disgustingly ugly. I was somewhere in between, but my mother wanted me to be gorgeous.

My mother, Reneé Swan, model extraordinare who had to retire when her body never got back to its physique after she had me. I had a feeling she detested me because of that. She kept my father's last name, her ex-husband's, since it flowed easily. She didn't want to return to her maiden name since it wasn't "pretty enough".

My father, Charles Swan, world famous CEO of Swan industries who had no idea I existed and questioned his paternity since Reneé was a floozy who used her beauty for the negative.

"Isabella, it would be best if you come here now and get me my food!" Reneé yelled at me, while I covered what would later be my salvation.

"Coming Reneé," I said, while walking up the stairs to the kitchen. She had me in the basement saying that my face would scare away the company that came to visit her. I agreed seeing as how the basement held the answer to my prayers and it gave me a sense of freedom.

The amount of freedom I have is very limited.

I knew my mother was using me to keep her control alive, but as soon as my plan gets put into action, she would be left alone.

"Now Isabella, you don't have time to waste!" Reneé yelled for me again. "Don't you dare tell me that you are studying again. I told you brains are nothing if you don't have the face to sell it. And believe me, you, you absolutely don't have the face." She started laughing hysterically.

When did my life become so… Cinderella-ish? I sighed as I made my way to the kitchen, getting ready to start dinner so I can get to my room as quickly as I could to devise the plan that would help me live a brand new life. Oh, and to study some more so I can start my new job at my father's company, Swan industries. One way or another he was going to recognize me, with the face I have now, or the face that my magic mirror would grant me. This seems fool proof, it has to work and it will, if it's the last thing I do in my existence.


Tell me guys and gals, is this something you would like to read? Should I continue? Lemme know your thoughts, until next time, if there is one. *Reneé's hysterical laughter* Sorry, I couldn't help myself lol