Author's Note: Hey you guys. This is my second Twilight fanfiction, but my third fanfiction overall. Please enjoy this new story! (Also, try to check out my other story: A Love to Remember?)

Summary: Bella's the school nerd. Edward's the school jock. They secretly like each other, but Edward pretended to mean to Bella for his reputation. Two years later, Bella comes back a famous superstar. Edward claims he likes her, but she thinks it's just for her fame.

I know, I suck at summaries. Anyways, here's the story!

Bella POV

I looked around the empty hallways (minus the janitor.) I was always the first one here. I went outside and back in to my '59 Chevy's truck. I sat in the driver's seat, thinking.

People always criticize me. I have glasses, since my eyesight is damaged. My clothing is always pollos. It's definitely my style. I hated pink. Definitely pink. I was freaking smart, so people always thought I was the nerd.

"Bella, can you see through those glasses?"

"Ugh, nerd, haven't you heard? Pollos were like, last century!"

Those would always be the comments of what people said to me.

At home? Even worse. I lived with foster parents, who simply don't give a crap if your younger than them. Mine always take a swing at me. Even sometimes just for fun… I was always left with bruises.

My life was terrible. It was crap. The only thing good in my life was my best friends, Rosalie and Alice. They were in my elementary and middle school. They were smart like me, but we got separated now. I'm in 9th grade. High school. I hate it very much.

I don't know if we will see each other in college. People thought I would want to go to Harvard, or Stanford, or Yale and Princeton. Well, honestly, no. I do like those schools, but I want to go to a music college. Where I can really show what I am.

College is where I hope to see my friends, but they have a different passion from me.

Alice was made to be a fashion designer. She has beautiful clothing, knows her inner fashionista, follows all Vogue magazines, and designs stuff that tops off Juicy Couture. All her handbags are extremely better than Coach, and she will be the next Project Runway designer!

As for Rosalie, she is defiantly model material. She may be smart, and a blonde, but beauty is her specialty. She loves showing off her style, and her body, but she isn't a slut. Many people judge her that way, but once they get to know her, she is full on crazy and a perfect best friend. She also could be a writer. She has full on literature writing in her room. She's working on a collection right now called the Twilight Saga(A/N: Ironic huh?! :D)

Me? I have a passion for singing, but not many people know that. Only my besties know it.

I sighed as I saw that more of the "in" people are coming. I slowly grabbed my bookbag as I headed out my truck door.

Author's Note: What do you guys think? Do you like it? I hope you do. (: I would like at least five reviews for this story and feedback to try to make it better plz. Love you all! xD