Hey Guys, Hope you like my new story. This is my second Fan Fic and I hope you like it.

Summery: Bella and Edward live in two seperate worlds. What happens when the two world's collide? Can a makeover change everything? Can Edward show Bella the real guy behind the face? Maybe a bit OOC. AH. ExB, JxA, EmxR (Not talking about literal worlds crashing.)

Disclaimer: SM owns Twilight, I'm just using the Characters.

Hope you like it...

Chapter 1

Bella POV

Time has passed unbelievably slowly over my first two years of High School.

I've never really been popular at all. To be honest, I'm an all-round geek. I love to stay in and read on a Saturday night, I'm certainly not one for parties. Getting drunk and hooking up with someone is not my idea of fun. That's for people like Jessica Stanley and Lauren Mallory; I swear they'll both be alcoholics when they're older or even prostitutes. It wouldn't surprise me.

Even though I'm quite modest, I have to say that I definitely have some brains in me. I get A's in all of my classes, no wait, most of my classes. I'm only just passing gym with a C. Sport is definitely not my strong point. I think that exercise is the worst way to pass the time. There are so many more fulfilling things you could be doing with your time. Who would choose to get all hot and sweaty in a smelly gym? I know I wouldn't. I quite like to run though, just to clear my head. I don't go very often as I usually find something to trip over. Last time I went on a run I ended up with a sprained ankle. I'm a born klutz, if I'm not on my ass 10 times a day; I'm gripping onto someone next to me for dear life. That's the reason why I'm so rubbish at gym, but by now the girls have just learnt to keep out of my way for their own safety.

I have no fashion sense at all. I love to wear t-shirts and jeans. I'd prefer to be comfy than glamorous, much to my best friend Alice's dismay. She lives to shop, anything less than designer is worthless. She used to love to shop for me, but I hardly ever wore anything she got me so she gave up. It was a waste of money, someone who would enjoy those clothes could have worn them. Anyway, back to Alice, she is one of the most beautiful girls I've ever met, even though she's tiny. At 4, 10 she looks all innocent and fragile but believe me, you wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of her, just ask Emily Smith. I can't remember the exact story but I think Emily called Alice "Short Ass" which Alice didn't like at all, so she had her in a head lock until Emily apologised. That taught everyone not to mess with Alice Brandon. Apart from her anger issues she's a really nice person. We've been best friends since we were little, I seriously don't know what I'd do without her.

I'm not by anyone's standard pretty. I'm extremely plain. My hair is wavy and I just let it hang down in a mess. Alice calls it the 'Messy look' but to be honest I can't do any other look. I have to wear glasses when I'm reading too. That just adds to the whole geek look.

It's now the last day of my sophomore year of High School and nothing's changed in my life. I continue to be ignored by everyone, like I'm invisible. Well, not entirely invisible, they suddenly see me when they need a new target to pick on. I try my hardest to ignore them but sometimes it's impossible. But I'm not one to just let them walk all over me like I'm a door mat. I stick up for myself.

As I was walking to biology I encountered Jessica and Lauren with their group of wannabe Barbie's.

"Eww..." Lauren wrinkled her nose and made a disgusted face. "What are you wearing Bella? Don't you think it's time to get some new clothes? I don't think I've ever seen you in anything remotely fashionable." She stuck her newly constructed nose into the air and crossed her arms. The dolls behind her were giggling at the so not hilarious joke.

"You know what Lauren?" The smirk on her face vanished as she realised I was about to defend myself. "Instead of whatever plastic surgery you were planning next, you should really get a glass bellybutton, that way if you stick your head any further up your ass, you can look out and see what the rest of the world is doing." With that I turned around and walked to Biology.

I faintly heard a chuckle from behind me as I walked down the hall. I chose to ignore it though. It was the last day and I wanted it to go as fast as possible.

I was a couple of minutes early for Biology so I sat in my normal seat with my head resting on my arms. Urgh... why do I let what those girls say get to me?

I felt someone stand in front of me, he cleared his throat and said "Bella?" I knew the voice instantly.

Edward Cullen.

I've never met anyone so perfect. He had all the girls in school swooning over him, they'd even made up the nickname Edward 'The Sex God' Cullen. It's true though, he really is a Sex God. His piercing green eyes make my knees go weak, my chocolate brown ones are nothing compared to his. Oh and don't even get me started on how perfect his hair is. It's a wonderful shade of bronze and it always has a messy look to it, like he's just woken up. He probably styles it that way though. I mentioned that he's a jock, so naturally he would have a muscular body. Once I caught a glimpse of him coming out of the swimming pool and he looked like heaven. I forgot I was walking beside the pool so I suddenly got pulled out of my trace by me ending up in the pool... Fully clothed.

You can easily see why all the girls are in love with him.

"Hmmm...?" I answered, still with my head resting on the table. If I looked up now, he would know that I was upset. Plus, I would blush bright red at the sight of him. He was absolutely gorgeous.

"Don't worry about what those girls said. They have nothing better to do than pick on people who are different to them." The sound of his voice was comforting. Edward sounded genuinely concerned.

"I'm not bothered." I lied while sitting up straight to look at him.

"I know you are." He said with a knowing smile. I shook my head and glared at him. Even though he was gorgeous, he could be a dick sometimes. I didn't want him knowing that I was upset. He could use it against me. "Fine, don't admit it. I just wanted to tell you that that was a hell of a comeback." He was smiling at me with this crooked grin that he always wore. I loved it. I couldn't help but grin back at him.

Although I've got a huge crush on him, I don't let it show. Can you imagine the fun Jessica and Lauren would have if they found out?

I suddenly realised I had been staring into his eyes now for a little too long. "Thanks."

He took his seat behind me and for the rest of the lesson I couldn't help but think about him.

When the bell rang for lunch a quickly packed away my things, I was meeting Alice for lunch and she hated me being late.

Edward was standing in front of my deck looking at me. "Have a good summer Bella." He just smiled at me and walked out of class. I think he wanted to say more to me but his friends were waiting outside for him.

I sighed and walked down the corridor to meet Alice. I still got a few whispers and giggles as I walked but by now, I've learnt to ignore them.

As I walked down the hall on my way to English, I heard two boys laughing. I immediately recognised one of the voices, it was Edward.

Not wanting to intrude on their privacy I chose to ignore their conversation.

Well, I was going to, until I heard my name.

"So, why were you talking to Bella Swan, man?" Jasper Hale, Edwards closest friend said to him.

"You didn't hear her comeback for Lauren, you would of congratulated her too." He chuckled at the memory. He has such a cute laugh.

"Yeah, she does come up with some good ones." I heard Jasper give a long pause before continuing. "Ed, do you... are you... do ya' like Bella Swan?"

Edward snorted. "No way man! What gave you that idea?"

"It's just that, sometimes, you look at her like... I dunno. Just forget I said anything."

"Jazz? People like Bella and people like me don't mix. We're in two separate worlds. Nothing could ever happen." My heart felt like it had broken. "Plus, why would I ever be interested in Bella Swan?" If I thought his last sentence had broken my heart, it was now literally shattered.

I couldn't help it, tears spilled from my eyes and I ran down the hall, past Edward and Jasper.

Edward POV

Shit!

I saw Bella run straight past me and Jazz. She'd heard the whole conversation.

Bella was upset. No, she was more than upset. I never meant for her to hear that, it was a complete pack of lies.

A part of me was happy that my words had that effect on her, but the bigger part of me (MUCH bigger) was appalled. I was disgusted in myself for making tears stream down her beautiful face.

It's been two years.

It's been two long years since I'd first seen Bella and it's never gotten any easier.

She was the only thing that made High school remotely bearable.

Bella is ... different. Don't get me wrong, it's a good thing. She's a breath of fresh air in the polluted atmosphere of my life. You never know what to expect from her.

I don't really talk to her though. I really want to; I'm just building up the confidence to.

It's easy to get with a girl when you know there's no feelings involved, but as soon as emotions get in the way, that's when I'm out.

Plus, my friends definitely wouldn't approve. She's not exactly the most popular girl in the school. Her interests are completely different from everyone else's. I've never seen her at any of the school parties, and she's kind of nerdy looking, not that I mind. To be honest she's precisely the kind of girl that guys like me avoid. She's smart, talented and I think she's absolutely beautiful. I can't help but feel drawn to her.

I'm on the basketball team; I'm expected to be dating a cheerleader, not a no-one. But to me, Bella is definitely not a no-one, she's THE One. The person I think about when my mind wonders, the person I who makes my week just by smiling, the only person who has ever been able to touch my heart.

She's the girl of my dreams.

Unfortunately, that's where she'll stay, in my dreams. I'll never be worth of an angel like her.

I knew eventually I would have to try, just so I would never have to wonder what could have been. If she were to reject me (Which is highly possible) I would have closure. All I want is for her to be happy, even if that is with someone else.

And now... I have no chance. I desperately wanted to be strong enough to break away from the High School stereotypes we live in.

It's been torture for me to be so close to her all these years and not be able to touch her or tell the world that I really liked her.

I wanted to touch her.

No.

I needed to touch her.

Not in a hormone-crazed-teenage-boy way, but in a way I can't describe.

It's exactly like in the play 'Romeo and Juliet'. In their first meeting, you know, when they talk in a sonnet:
'Palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.'

Just like Romeo, all I needed to do is to touch her hand, and it would be enough.

Bella is my Juliet, without the death and raging families of course.

Romeo was strong enough. He knowingly went against his friends and family for the love of Juliet. He was a stronger man than maybe I'll ever be.

And Juliet, she fought against her family for the love of Romeo. As long as Romeo was by her side, she knew it would be okay.

I know that they weren't okay in the end as they both died, but do you see my point?

And now, I don't think we'll ever get that whirlwind romance because I doubt she would ever even let me look at her again after what I said. I know it wasn't much but, she is a girl and you know what they're like. I wish she knew what I was really thinking. Who the real me is.

I'll never be enough for her though. She's too perfect.

Not all I said was a lie; we do live in two separate worlds.

Bella POV

I was a mixture of angry and hurt.

I was hurt because the boy I really liked had actually professed his dislike of me. I knew that he didn't like me that way but to hear it come from his mouth was torture.

I had no idea why I was an angry; I guess that when I get upset it sort of comes out of me, like a defence mechanism.

As I walked down the hall I noticed Edward leaning against his locker, he looked to be deep in thought. I glanced in Edward's direction. He was looking at me, staring in fact. I couldn't recognise his expression. It definitely wasn't hate, although, I wasn't really an expert on Edwards facial expressions. He looked like he wanted to say something.

I quickly glanced down at the floor again. It seemed that all I did nowadays is stare at the floor. I could feel Edward's eyes burn a hole in my back, I was determined though, I was determined not to turn around and look into his eyes.

I was near my truck now, only a few more steps and I'll be out of this hell for the summer.

I got into my truck and willingly turned the ignition to hear my baby roar.

Forget about it Bella. Edward will forget about you over the summer. And you'll forget about him. He doesn't like you, he never will.

I just kept repeating those words to myself as I drove. I turned around for the last time before summer to look again at his perfect face. He was still looking intently at me. This time, I recognised the expression immediately. He was sorry, pleading with me to forgive him. If only it were that simple.

I sighed and turned back around to make my way home. I'm too stubborn to forget about this but I'll get over him. Hopefully.

Two years of unrequited love will be over.

I didn't drive immediately home, I went no-where in particular. I just wanted to clear my head of any thoughts of Edward Cullen.

He would never like me anyway. I'm completely average; there is nothing special about me at all. Plus I always see that bitch Lauren on his arm.

I decided that I'm going to move on and give some other guys a chance. I know that Eric Yorkie has been flirting with me all year; I have no idea why though. Maybe I should give him a chance.

I caught a glance at my reflection in my rear-view mirror. Urgh... how hideous am I? I look like I'd been dragged through a hedge backwards.

Before I even think about going out on a date with someone I need to clean up my act.

I need to sort out my hair.

I need to get some make-up skills.

I need a new wardrobe.

I need confidence.

I need... Alice.

I quickly got out my phone and started to dial Alice's number. She answered on the first ring.

"Alice?" All I heard was squealing on the other end of the phone.

"I'm guna make you a new woman Bella! It's going to be so much fun!" She has a weird ability to predict the future. I didn't even have to tell her my plan. "I haven't had a chance to play Bella-Barbie in sooooo long and now I've got a whole summer of it! I'll be over your house in 10 minutes to plan." She sounded so excited.

"Okay, Alice. You can't go overboard on this though, got that?" I was not looking forward to this summer at all. I'd finally got Alice to calm down on the whole dress up thing over the past few years.

"Okay, Okay. See you in a few." She then hung up.

I quickly drove home to await the shopaholic that is Alice.

It turns out that she couldn't even wait the whole 10 minutes because when I got home she was there, waiting for me.

Alice was sitting on the hood of her car literally bouncing with excitement.

She skipped behind me into my house rambling on about our new plans.

"Okay Bella, I'm thinking about a simple and casual look for you. We'll have to go shopping for clothes and make-up, making sure we get everything. Oh I know the best mascara for you..." Alice started to ramble on about anything and everything.

I was not looking forward to this summer at all. I want to do this though, I want a new me, even if that means Alice's energized help. I've finally got Alice to calm down on the whole dress up thing over the past few years.

But now it seems I've released the beast again.

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Love you Allie and Jaz! (I Know, Ironic!) ;)

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