"Over thinking killed my happiness. Insecurities killed my self-esteem. Lies killed my trust. Stereotypes killed my individuality, and judgement killed me."
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To be honest, my life often seems like a mistake. Nothing seems to go right in my life. Whenever I try something, it goes south. Always. It makes me think why this all had to happen to me. Why me? There are plenty of people in the world that could have been stuck with horrid luck, but of course God chose me.
But my sister seems to be dealing just fine. Why wouldn't she be? She is drop dead gorgeous, and all of the guys have their eye on her. It makes me feel pathetic and worthless when I stand next to her for family photos. You have picture-perfect Jessica, and ugly-as-can-be Chloe. What makes it worse is that my parents have a favorite, and it's not me. Obviously, it's her. They give her everything she wants, while I get nothing. But it's explainable why they like Jessica more than me. She is absolutely flawless, and I have an endless list of flaws.
"Clo?" A familiar voice asked, snapping me from my thoughts.
I blinked, meeting the familiar stormy blue eyes of Keaton, my best friend. We've been best of friends for as long as I can remember. He has helped me through my insecurities, and constantly reminds me that everyone was born different for a reason, and to accept myself for who I am. I've tried, I really have. But it never, ever works. And I don't think it ever will.
"Oh, hey Keats," I said, smiling.
Keaton sat down next to me on the curb, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. It comforted me, knowing at least one person saw good in me. Most people take a look at me, and see Jessica's ugly sister. But Keaton sees me for who I am- Chloe Myers.
"Would you wanna stay at my place for dinner tonight? Jessica is bringing her new boyfriend..." I said with a scowl.
He nodded. "Yeah, sure. And, another boyfriend?"
"Yeah, another one..." I said with a large sigh.
Over the years, Keaton and I have been counting how many boyfriends Jessica has had. We lost count at 30. It's a lot, I know. But, what can I say? Jessica is a guy-chaser, and it isn't hard for her at all to find another boyfriend, if she dumps the other. She is like a magnet- she can't stay away from a guy too long, before she clings to another victim.
My eyes wandered from the ground, up to the sky. The sun was beginning to set, leaving the sky with a wonderful splash of colors- violet, soft pink, yellow, and orange. The clouds drifted across the sea of colors, adding a bit of white to the mix. It all looked like a painting, really.
"We should get going, if we wanna make it in time for dinner." I said, hopping up.
Keaton nodded as we began to walk down the road. My house is only a few minutes away from where we were, so the walk wouldn't be too long. However, the closer I got to home, the closer I got to being with Jessica and her boyfriend. Which sucks. It's not that Jessica is a bad sister or anything, it's just that she gets a bit obsessive and annoying when she's around her boyfriends. But she's annoying all the time, so I guess it doesn't matter.
"Get ready to barf." I said as Keaton and I stepped onto my front porch.
He barked out a laugh. "I'm sure it's not that bad..."
"Oh trust me, it is." I assured him, opening the door.
Instantly, we were greeted by the sound of Jessica's annoying squeals. The boyfriend must already be here, I thought, frowning. I headed up the stairs, with Keaton following me, and once we set foot in the living room, I felt disgusted. Jessica was curled up against a boy's side- a very cute boy. He had slightly pale skin, and feathery dark brown hair on his head. And to top it all off, he had the most gorgeous gray/blue eyes. I held in a gasp, moving out of the living room, and upstairs to my room.
