before you think i'm taking a pop a christina's looks with this title, it's not. The title just seemed like something Amanda would say (she's such a bitch) well hope you enjoy the fic

I DON'T OWN UGLY BETTY, NOT EVEN THE DVD


Hello, my name is Amanda and you might be wondering what I'm doing talking to unpopular, fashion rejects like you. Right? But see, I have a secret that I've been dying to tell someone, and since you don't know anyone important to tell it to,
here we go...

4 months ago...

Christina McKinney strolled through the deserted closet, ready to lock up for the night. Humming the tune to some some song called "Milkshake" she hadheard eariler in the day. Sunddenly, she heard a noise. She stopped dead in her tracks, listening for the sound again. Then she heard it. It was a rustling noise coming from a clothes trolly in the corner of the room. Christina slowly walked towards the clothes, ready to attack whatever was behide it. Then she pulled back the clothes. Amanda sat there in the corner like a deer caught in a pair of head lights, surounded by empty packets of M&Ms.

"What are you doing down there?" Amanda looked around; seeing no one else there, she stood and brushed the dust off her shoulder.

"I was hiding obviously. You wear one hobble dress and they never let you hear the end of it. How was I supposed to know the Amanda was a joke?" Before Christina could reply with her legendary Scotish wit, Amanda butted in.

"I know I normally try to ignore you, but since I've been back-stabbed byeveryone else, do you what to go drinking with me?" Before Christina had a chance to say a word, Amanda had already started dragging her to the exit.

5 hours later...

Amanda and Christina crashed into Amanda's flat, stumbling around 'til they both fell on top of the coach. Laughing, Amanda turned to look at Christina.

"You'rre drunk arn't you?" Christina gave a mock look of shock. "Me? No, and look who's talking!" Sunddenly, a smile spread across Amanda's face and she chirped, " I've got a bottle of white wine in my bedroom, it's the second door on the left. Go get it." Being in no state to argue or pass up a chance of more alcohol, Christina started to drunkenly stagger towards where
Amanda had said her bedroom was. When she got to that particular room she started to search for the bottle of wine. Behind her she heard the door open and close. She turned to see Amanda smiling devilishly.

The next morning...

Christina groaned, she hadn't even opened her eyes yet and her hangover was already killing her. Then Christina frowned with her eyes still shut. These weren't her sheets. Slowly, she started to move her arm around the bed until she felt a leg.

Christina opened her eyes to see a naked Amanda Tanen lying next to her and she screamed.

Months later...

"Do i get to see what you got me for my birthday yet?" Christina stopped walking around the closet and snapped out a "Yes! For God's sake woman stop asking I'm getting it now!" After a couple of minutes Christina returned from the inner reaches of the closet, holding a plain white box. "I made this for you." Amanda took the box and opened it. There was a handmade dress inside, so stylish that Marc would be beging her for months for a chance wear it.

"Do you like it?" Amanda pushed Christina on to one of the seats scattered around the closet.

"Let me show you." At the entrance to the closet, Betty stood there stunned at what was happening before her.


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bye:)