Love at first sight

Love's Journey

© 2013 Crystal Bustillos

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I knew as I looked across the room that he would never be interested in a nobody like me, I saw what he usually went for the typical blonde bimbo with huge boobs, a size zero, and no brain. The only thing I had going from me were my boobs and that’s thanks to my mom paying for my surgery when I was 18 I was completely flat chested and had a low self-esteem so she decided she’d help me out with that particular problem. So here I am, still in love with my brother’s best friend whom I’ve known all my life who has seen me at my worst times and my best. I wasn’t always in love with Matt; I used to see him as a simple friend even if he didn’t see me that way. But one day that all changed he’d been away all summer when I was thirteen and when he came back he looked so different gone was the scrawny guy, instead he had muscles and was now well over six feet he looked gorgeous and I fell hard. Matt was three years older than me. It hadn’t really mattered when they were out chasing tail, I was at home reading, and hanging out with my zero friends. I had a difficult time making friends and by that I mean real friend’s those who are there for you no matter what. Sure I had friends who I’d hang out with at school. But I started getting crap from girls and their sisters ever time my brother Seth or Matt would break their hearts

I never let anyone know that I had the biggest crush on him, every time he’d come over he looked at me like a little kid and all I could see were stars in my eyes and an overwhelming happiness at the fact that he’d acknowledge my presence. I even remember one time he was waiting for my brother to come home and he was sitting on the couch watching a football game and I sat down next to him and asked him what team he was routing for. I liked the Dallas Cowboys they were going against the Saints. I remember I was laying down on the couch while he was sitting down on the loveseat, I’d grown up knowing him since I was little but I had actually started really liking him when I turned 12, there was no logic behind it one day I looked and him and realized that maybe I had always liked him and I could no longer lie to myself. From then on I found any excuse to be near him when he was at my house. that’s actually how I became friends with his sister, she was kind of shy just like me, she knew I liked him because I made it more than obvious but we became very close and really good friends so she and I never had to worry about our friendship ending because I’d never date her brother and he’d never look at me as more than anything but a little kid even though he was only a few years older than me. That’s how it was for years me looking at him and yet nothing ever happening and no one wanting to date me until my senior year. He was off at college and was coming home for winter, I decided to stay over at their place because Laila had asked me to spend the night we did this a lot us spending the night over at each other’s homes because we’d become the best of friends, since there was a six month difference between us I was a grade ahead of her. So she was enjoying having me stay with her until I’d go off to college, I had cut my hair and had actually gotten it dyed a lighter color because Laila had dared me to and I couldn’t back out since I knew that I mostly always went through on a dare because that’s just how I was with her, she was the only one who truly knew me and I knew she wanted to help me feel better about myself so I went through with it and she’d even done my makeup when I looked in the mirror I hardly recognized who I saw, sure I was still fat but I looked like a pretty girl who was no longer wearing baggy clothes. My mom had taken me shopping a few weeks ago and she’d selected most of it because she finally told me she was tired of me dressing like a dike when she knew I wasn’t and wanted to see me actually behave like a girl. Since I had gotten my boobs done two months ago I actually couldn’t deny being a girl.

When Matt came home that evening, I was shocked I thought he’d come home the next day, he must have driven all day to get here. He looked so much more ripped then before all of the college training with football must have paid off. When he saw me he asked me who I was, I immediately felt bad because I hadn’t seen him in over a year and that’s all it took to forget about me so  I told him I was Kassandra,