Hey! It's my first Ugly Betty fanfiction. I have no idea why I didn't write one before! But anyways, here I go!

Summary: Words can hurt more than physical pain, but put them together and it just might kill you…or in this case, Betty. DETTY eventually!

Prologue...

Betty frantically pushed the up button in the elevator. Because as soon she left her house in Queens, all hell broke loose. Some creepy looking man followed her, rounded every corner she turned, and she just about freaked.

He was unidentifiable, for he wore a baseball cap that covered his face. Though she was sure it was probably grim. As he stalked up to the doors, they closed, and with a huge sigh of relief, Betty calmed down.

The elevator doors opened on the 30th floor, and she walked out, wearing an outfit only she could make look normal in MODE. As soon as she sat at her desk, her thoughts seemed to collect, and her breathing quickened as she realized what may have just occurred. If she were honest with herself, which she was, she knew she was scared shitless.

But her thoughts were almost erased when Daniel came out of his office to greet her.

"Hey Betty, would you mind moving my 3 o'clock to 4?" Daniel Meade's baby blues had pretty much brightened up her day; until he spoke again, but this time, he didn't even let her speak, but he spoke way out of character.

"Unless you're too stupid to even do that?" His grin suddenly shifted to a scowl, and she was speechless and clueless. This wasn't like Daniel at all. What was wrong with people today?

"Um, no Daniel, uh, I can totally do that" Betty managed to stutter. Usually she would not take such a quip, but today, everything was out of the ordinary. That was no good, because she already had a stalker this morning (she assumed) but now she had a pissed off Daniel, and she didn't have a clue why either of these things happened. What the hell is it? Hate-on-Betty day? Well her thoughts were answered when she walked out into the hall, and everyone that noticed her presence (which happened to be everyone in the hall) sneered at her. Yup, something is definitely strange, and not in a MODE fashion, nor a New York way. It was new. And it was scary.

Review! :D Not bad for a 10 year old girl huh? :)