Full Summary for Wanna Bet: "Because sometimes you just want to be someone other than yourself." Bella Swan is your typical sarcastic nerd, she doesn't liked to be messed with, her style includes the dorky glasses and t-shirts; she wants only to be herself not caring what - or who - gets in the way. Edward Cullen is the big man on campus. He loves the limelight, he loves the attention, and he especially loves the girls.
When a bet takes place between Bella and the "popular" chicks, Bella is left to decide... Change herself or let the girls walk all over her. How will Nerdy Bella make Edward fall in love with her? And who's the mystery pen pal that has stolen her heart? Third Person POV.


More Beautiful You by Jonny Diaz

They were best friends. Plain and simple, they knew everything about each other. She knew that he preferred hot chocolate to coffee any day. He knew that she hated the rain, yet she still lived in the little town with the name of Forks. She was a lonely teen with a couple of good friends and only one best friend; they considered her the nerd, the plain Jane, the girl that no one wanted to be. He was the popular kid in town; he played basketball and he loved it; he never knew if people wanted to be his actual friend or just be with him. They helped each other out in more ways than ever possible because they had never met in person. He trusted her with all his heart and soul and never once doubted her; she told him everything because he never ridiculed her. However, they only knew each other by their pennames.

She was Bella Swan. She was the uncoordinated, unpopular, brown-eyed nerd of Forks High School. Bella Swan was not your average girl; she hated fashion and make-up, the gossip and rumors, she did not want to fit in or be popular. She was smart; she held an unbreakable record of straight A's. If she was not studying for a pop quiz, she was reading. She never went out to parties only because no one ever invited her, but she was okay with that. On those lonely Saturday nights, she was content with her passion for art. Of course, no one knew of her little secret. She hid her drawings and paintings under one of the loose floorboards in her bedroom. She was not ashamed of her work; she just preferred to stay inconspicuous. Plus, nobody actually cared what she did.

He was Edward Cullen. He was the one that every guy wanted to be and all the girls wanted to be with him. He was your average basketball player; he loved the attention, but deep down he was not very happy. Sure, he was the playboy of the school and everyone loved him, but he could not tell when people wanted to be his friend or actually be his friend. He trusted no one but himself and his best friend, Jasper. Of course, that included Alice, Rosalie, and Emmett . Everyone acted as if he was famous; he was never not invited to a party; he even had screaming fan girls. His secret, though, was his piano; he loved playing it, composing songs, he loved making music. He thought that people would ridicule him if they knew about his secret. Because although he loved his music, he also loved his reputation.

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There comes a point in life where your best friends become your worst enemies, when the one you thought you loved leaves you for your best friend, when you feel like no one is by your side. When the ones around you make you feel like your body is not perfect and skinny and you have always felt overweight. Where glasses and the love of books makes you a nerd, the way you dress is ridiculous and ugly, how everyone around you laughs and points because you do not look like the anorexic girl in the magazines. There comes a point in life where you just want to hide out in the bathroom during lunch or just want to stay home after the most embarrassing day of your life. And you just have to live with it…

Welcome to Forks High School, "The best years of your life."

They shoved and pushed her through the hallways. It was always like this for her. No one really cared that she was hurting internally. She was alone. She held tightly to her binders and books right to her chest as the bullies continued to shove her. The hallways were always crowded and she often got lost in the sea of people. She was invisible to everyone around her. She constantly tripped and today was no exception… Just as she was entering her classroom, she tripped and her glasses, books, and binder fell to the floor. She blushed to a scarlet as everyone laughed at her. She quickly picked her belongings off the ground and scurried to her seat.

"Bella Swan is such a klutz. She is so embarrassing to be around. No wonder she doesn't have any friends."

She blinked the tears away from her eyes before anyone else got the chance to ridicule her. Bella Swan hated high school with a passion. The more she spent there the more she felt like an outsider; she felt like she did not belong and the other kids never failed to mention it to her. She constantly hid in the school's library, the only place where she could escape and be herself, even if only for thirty minutes.

Her mother always told her that with the right clothes, make-up, and maybe some contacts, she could be just like the other girls. However, Bella did not want to be like the other girls. She wanted to be herself, the one person she could actually trust. Bella grew up in a household where there was no trust. He parents fought all the time when she was just a child and later on at the age of eight, they divorced. Her mother repeatedly told Bella that she was just... boring, plain, and not perfect. In other words, Bella was not the daughter that her mother expected her to be.

Bella was suddenly tired of how everyone treated her. She did not want to hide out in the library during lunch or be called names. She wanted to be someone different, someone people could like. Not only did she want to be pretty, she wanted to be beautiful; Bella wanted to be the girl with beauty and brains.

The only problem was that she did not know how to start. She was not familiar with fashion, or make-up, she did not even know what to do with her hair. How can I possibly be cooler if I do not even know what to do? She asked herself. Bella did not have many friends and even then, they could not be of much help. They were alike in many ways… They hated the way they were treated, they hated the popular kids, and most importantly, they hated when a friend left them to be popular.

Bella didn't want to be that girl. But what other options did she have?


Hey guys! SO, I'm back to writing... And I'm extra exctited about this story. I won't give up on this one. This is a prologue and a chapter. So sorry it's short, but I thought it was a good place to end it. I'm not really good with updates, but I'll try and update every week.

I hope you guys liked this. Please review(: It makes me type faster and it would be a good thing cause I'm almost half way done with the next chapter.