Best Friend's Brother: Chapter One

Typical Clechés

I know what you're thinking. This is just going to be another story about that super common and annoying cleché; falling for your best friend's brother.

And it is.

But it's also NOT that typical cleché.

Before I jump into my story that unraveled between me and my first love, I have to give you some background information. I'll start with the basics. My name is Jessica Rose Tyler, and I have two siblings, Harry and Kari. At the time where I am starting my story, I'm seventeen and living with my brother and sister. As far as I know, my mom and dad both died when I was young enough not to remember. I have hair and eyes, obviously. My hair comes down to around the middle of my back, it's naturally light brown with natural blond highlights, and according to other people, I have bright blue eyes. 

Do I doubt them?

Of course.

Like almost every human, I use my eyes. I probably use them more than most people because I don't know what sleep is. Yes, I have glasses, but I more commonly wear contacts. At the time that I'm starting my story, I have never been kissed. I don't usually wear makeup on a regular basis, but sometimes I wear a little bit, or I wear it for special occasions. I'm also bi. Lingual. Bonjour, comment ça va?

Now on to the classic questions when starting some sort of relationship. Those super annoying ones like favorite color, favorite animal, yadda yadda yadda. "The Favorites."

I guess I'll start with my favorite colors; it's really any shade of blue and pink. My favorite animals are fennec foxes and llamas. I like anything sweet, and I like plain potato chips. I L-O-V-E french fries you cook in your home fryer, and I love fish too.

So yeah, now you have a basic understanding of who I am. Sort of... Nonetheless, you know something. I guess I'll get on with the story. Lettus go. I also love puns. Have fun, suckers.

(that was a joke plz don't kill me)