Pieces of a Dream

By: Arieru

Arieru: Well here's the 3rd chapter so I hope ya'll like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own WWE seriously people if I did the things I would do and the members I'd have join Mr. McMahon's 'Kiss My Ass Club'. All that I own is Anastacia (pronounced- Ah-na-staa-see-ah) and her family, the other employees, and the other people and places that I made up. Any likeness to real places or people is some scary ass coincidence.

Summary: Some will do anything to make their dreams come true; few will sacrifice everything to have others dreams come true. She was one of the few. Rey MysterioOC MattAshley Requested by 2Deez

Note: In this story Rey's not married and doesn't have kids. Sorry if this bothers anyone but that's the way it's going to be.

Pairings: Rey Mysterio/ Anastacia Valverde- Ramirez; Matt Hardy/ Ashley

Thank You's:

To 2Deez: I'm so happy you liked it! Thanks for reviewing and my trip was fine just 2 days in Cape Cod. Enjoy this chapter!

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To Everyone else: Thanks to those who read but seriously keep this 15 year old in a writing mood and you'll surely get quicker updates. I also except anonymous reviews so there's no reason not to update. Thanks!

Chapter 3:

My Three Course Meal of 'You're Not Good Enough'

"What the hell were you thinking Anastacia? Aye Dios Mio! (Oh My God!) He could have killed you. How do you expect us to help Isaiah if you are in trouble? I'm disappointed in you Anastacia!" Anastacia held her cell phone away from her ear as her mother scolded her. She knew these facts already.

'Isaiah.' Anastacia bowed her head she was a disappointment. She was the only person in her family permitted to work. Her father tried his own way to help consequently landing him in jail.

With each word her mother spoke the Cuban felt even more foolish. She would have shut up if she knew that messing with Booker T and Sharmell would land her in that much trouble. The 'Europeans' as she dubbed them weren't the kind of enemies she neither wanted nor needed to make on her first night on the Smackdown! crew.

Anastacia rubbed her jaw, a large bruise still covered it, but she considered herself lucky many other things could have happened to her. Anastacia continually made sure it had cover up on it that way she wouldn't be pitied especially by her big 'brother' Matt or any of the other wrestlers that were staying at the hotel.

As she continued to listen to her mother she sat on her bed. She'd have to go to WWE Headquarters, about 40 minutes away, to meet with Vince. That meeting was in 2 hours.

"Anastacia that place isn't OMEGA you're a hairstylist hija (daughter) you're not even fit to be a wrestler." Anastacia rolled her eyes.

'Here comes the three course meal of you're not good enough.' She told herself. Indeed, her mother started out with her weight, followed by the oh-so delectable height of 5 foot 3 inches, and of course the main course, Anastacia's looks. It was a 3 course meal of 'You're not what (fill in company) is looking for' and 'back in Cuba the girls can fit in size 2 and their clothes will still be baggy'.

The 27 year old woman was used to it. She was always too fat, too short, or too ugly in her mother's opinion. Her mother at first scolded her about being a hairstylist saying 'how can you do other people's hair you can't even do your own' the older woman shut up once she found out how much a hairstylist made and the simple fact she could call on her daughter and get a makeover for free.

"Mami I gotta go. I have a meeting, Adios." Anastacia said quickly.

Her mother replied the same way with a simple 'Adios'.

-+-

Then the anxiety began. What do you do when you meet the CEO of a famous wrestling company? How are you supposed to look?

After a shower Anastacia searched for an hour for the perfect outfit. Her results weren't what she expected, but under the circumstances and the fact she only had 5 outfits with her, she decided that it was good enough.

The woman pinned her hair in a bun and got dressed. Her attire consisted of black dress pants, an oxford collared shirt that was yellow with blue stripes, and black heels.

Then in a rush she ran out only to knock into an unexpected someone.

"Hey how are you?" Rey asked keeping the girl from falling.

Anastacia looked at him wondering 'does he ever take off his mask or is he leaving it on like El Santo'? She grew embarrassed after seeing him on television she thought she'd be at least closer to his height, but even with wearing two inch heels, she was nearly 5 inches shorter.

Then she answered him. "I'm fine."

"That's good girl I was worried about you Finlay hit you good… not that it was good that he hit you… I mean," he stumbled over his words and shook his head, "it's good that you're doing fine."

Anastacia chuckled a bit. "Didn't mean to worry you chico I'd talk to you more but I gotta go to a meeting." Anastacia informed kissing him on the cheek.

"OK, Adios, good luck." He shouted after her watching her run. He placed a hand on his cheek but then shook it off. It was a common greeting for Hispanics to give it meant nothing to her anyway.

'Oscar,' he told himself, 'man you get hung up too easily.'

-+-

Anastacia made it 5 minutes before the scheduled meeting. Good thing too because the minute she was seated down Vince had a good yell at her.

"I don't pay you to screw up my company Anastacia; you're a hairstylist that's what I pay you for to make the divas look gorgeous." He paused catching his breath.

By the looks of Vince's beat red face he could literally explode any second. Anastacia indeed was frightened like anyone in their right mind would be. Even the suited man, who was in the room when Anastacia entered, looked frightened.

"I could have lost a lot of money for your outburst Miss Ramirez," the CEO then stopped yelling, "but your one hell of a lucky girl to have messed with the right people."

"What do you mean?" Anastacia finally got the courage to speak up.

"We originally had a valet set up for one of our stars but after your incident with Finlay she quit out of fear and your stunt last night can fit in perfectly." Vince McMahon smirked.

Anastacia nodded still not quite sure where the man was going.

"I looked at the résumé you gave us when you filed for your current job, you said that you had a part in OMEGA along with 2 years of training in lucha libre from your father, so you have a background in wrestling, but there's a few problems since you are still amateur status here usually we'd send you to OVW so you can get in more training, but that we can't do because the character you will be playing, if you agree, is supposed to debut on the next Smackdown. So if you agree to sign this contract," Vince took out a document and gave it to the man whom Anastacia figured was an attorney, "you'll have to get in training everyday I have asked a couple of the men who are trainers to help you including the man you will valet and they all agreed."

The attorney went over the document with Anastacia and she nodded. He also told her the amount she was going to be paid.

After hearing all of this Anastacia nodded. "I can't think of any reason to say no Mr. McMahon so I'll agree to this, but is there anything else I have to do?" she asked.

"No just sign the document and everything is settled." Anastacia did as he ordered.

The two shook hands signing the contract.

"Now may I know who I will valet?" she asked.

"Of course," Mr. McMahon pressed a button on his calling box, "send him in."

Anastacia waited to see who was going to step in.

Arieru: A cliff hanger I know you all might hate me right now but I promise I'll update tomorrow and just to be truthful I don't know who Anastacia will valet but just to let you know expect the unexpected when it comes to my stories. There are so many possibilities R&R and give lots of feedback!