A Dish Best Served Cold

The box

There is a box that is in my bedroom.

It's not on the floor with all of my dirty clothes.

It's not on my unfolded sheets.

It's on a shelf in my closet and it has been there for as long as I could remember. What could be in there? Clothes, life savings? Well you are about to find out. This is a story about how one simple small box changed my life.

Well it started with my brother, a guy who was the exact opposite of me. He was nerdy yet the girls liked him. I am a soccer freak who is somewhat popular but who knows right. I love to draw and watch movies.
My bother and I both have blue eyes and freckles with dirty blond hair. But my eyes like to change with what I'm wearing so right now they are a dark blue.

Let's just say that my brother is a cheater ok girls and that bothers me so much. Yet they will never find out because he dates people from different cliques and tells them that he can't date. So none of them will never find out.

Until Casey showed up then everything changed.