AN: Hello there! (: I was watching a re-run of the Colombian Novela "Soy Betty La Fea" "Ugly Betty." Mind you that this show came out in the 90's so no it's not plagiarized from the American hit. l'm trying to incorporate the style into the story.

I don't own any of these characters, they're only in my dreams.

Read & Review? (: it motivates to update!

My life has been ugly. I've been ugly.

At the age of twenty-four, height 5,4", weighing around 130 pounds, I had been the official ugly duckling of the century.

My life has always been a breeding ground for insults, practical jokes, and disgusted glares due to my appearance. My over-protective parents, Carla and Ray, always gave me their support, love, and wisdom throughout the years. Sometimes I think that their over-bearing intentions shaped me on how I view myself today.

Ever since I was small I had always been the "ugly duckling" in class. I unfortunately remember all the insults I've gotten throughout the years, which resulted me to have practically no friends whatsoever.

So far, I only had one friend, Adrian, who actually was in the same situation as I was. He was a tall, gangly, acne-ridden boy who had an amazing personality. After hiding in the same janitor closet due to bullies, we hit it off. We're still best friends to this day

The smell of cleaning products were overpowering all of my senses. I was sweaty, tired, and scared of what would happen if they'd find me. The popular group of kids were practically hunting me because I refused to do a cheerleaders homework. With a bated breath, I hear quick footsteps, but oddly enough it sounds like only one pair.

The door handle jangles violently and I hear a panicked "shit!" from the other side. It sounds like the kid from my AP chemistry class...Angel? Alex? Oh! Adrian. Quickly, I unlock the door and I pull him in. "Anastasia?" He whispers, shocked that I found his hiding spot. I give him a quick smile and take my seat next to the mop and Clorox.

"Hey! Where'd that geek go? She can't hide from us forever!" A high-pitched voice sang, shouting at other people to join her. Oh no... Elena practically invited the whole cheer leading team to hunt me down. Soon enough, their laughter dies off and the hallway is silent. For now. How was I supposed to get home without being attacked?

Adrian was looking at me perplexed. Didn't be know I was the main target for bullying?
"Anastasia, are you always bullied too?" He whispered sadly, while fixing his headpiece/braces in the process.

"Ever since I was born. I remember the doctor taunting me" I joke half-heartedly. So far, I compiled all my classes to the extreme just to graduate early. There'd be none of this bullying anymore right? College was full of mature adults who wanted to learn and achieve a career. I couldn't wait.

"Oh c'mon Anastasia. I don't think you're that bad. You're a really funny girl." He states, giving a sincere smile. "I've always been prone to bullying since day one. I can't wait for college." He whispers excitedly, accidentally drooling in the process.
"I could say the same Adrian." I smile back, sensing I had finally found a friend. It had only taken me 16 years but who's counting?

I graduated from the University Of Washington with Adrian four years later. Due to our hard work in high school, school had been practically free of charge. My parents were so proud that I had achieved so much in so little time, they decided to buy me a car so I could become more independent (up until today they drove me everywhere).

Unfortunately, I couldn't move out because I was as broke as a hobo. I promised myself that I would find a job soon enough to pursue my career in business relations. My professor had complimented how I had a good eye to spot flaws in numbers regarding to business. So...I began that career in hope to make a name for myself.

One of the most prominent businesses I had an interest in was Grey Enterprises. This company had helped so many failing businesses that I was struck in awe. It was like having to help a friend in need.
I nervously set up an appointment to the assistant position open in the ad and hoped for a confirmation. My grades, merits, and work-habits were above satisfactory so I hope to land the job.

Being gorgeous was something I had effortlessly achieved. Having good-looking parents gave me the best their genes had to offer. My parents, Grace and Carrick, were pretty much the model couple. They were proper, well-mannered, and exerted that aura of ostentatiousness without really trying.

With mom being a doctor and dad being a retired CEO, I had great opportunities growing up. I was in private schools, top of the honor roll list, all star quarterback, and "Most Voted to Succeed". Well I succeed the fuck out of that title. At my current age (twenty-six) I had been handed down my dads company while making mine out of scratch. By then I had become a billionaire with both businesses booming. My life was becoming the example of the American dream, which I sagely nod my head in approval to.

The Grey family has been powerful for decades and I plan to keep it that way, which is why we're merging the Grey enterprise with Robinson industries. Elena, my fiancée, is the heiress to the Robinson company, so I suppose we're a good match. She's a business woman, I'm a business man; it pretty much fits. We're to be married by the end of the year so we could start off the year as a powerful business.

The lovely weather of June raised my spirits as I greedily drank my wine in the shade. So far, I've been looking at resumes for assistants and so far only two had matched my criteria. A..."Ms. Anastasia Rose Steele" and a "Ms. Katherine Marie Kavanagh." Hmmm...decisions, decisions. Until Monday then.

Currently, business has been rather glum due to the economic crisis. It worries me a bit because I wouldn't want to see my family business fall to the floor after years of hard work. All up to me now...

"Baby I'm here!" A very high pitched voice screeches nearby. I clutch my glass a bit tighter and plaster an adoring smile.

"Over here Elena!" I call out, irritated she couldn't even lower hew voice for anything. At least my parents get to see me settle down before they die.