In Love With My Best Friend's Brother Book:1 By SCM75

COPTER JOURNAL

Entery #54

Why in the hell am I still writing in a journal? Cheaper than therapy, I supposed. Maybe Mrs. Kerdthongtaveell knew something all a longs.

Nah, scratch that. He still is a half-wit. University is challenging enough, but New York is beyond refreshing change from Fairfield, Texas  wich is a backwards hell hole brimming simpletons. I think I've found a place I belong. No one here accuses me of being obnoxious, arrogant, cell center, and an asshole. Well don't get me wrong I miss my family and the home cooked meal. Plus I can always geta decent red curry four blocks away from campus.

But something was pulling me return home for the summer. Something happen recently Jeremy Watson,, CEO of the Columbus Bank, call me out of the blue... And wanted to get to know me.

Come again?

I realized my parents knew him at some point in the past, but I wouldn't think it was well enough to receive a personal call from one of the most powerful men in New York, but specially and invitation to his Hamptons home for dinner. I went out out of curiosity, and it was the oddest most  perplexing experience of my life. He was charming and warm, and completely over familiar with his hugs and shoulder squeeze, I initially thought I should jump out of the bathroom window before I showed up in a silk robe and a bottle of Lube.

But the noticed his right cheek, deep dimple appearing when he smiled, his grin lopside a bit, favoring the right and leaving the left cheek a flat banner wasteland in comparison.

I've noticed it because my mother always commented on mine.

Which is a carbon copy of his.

If it wasn't something that others had pointed out to me several times while growing up, I would have missed it. But I had been self-conscious of it a bit until I realized women found it attractive.

Obviously women founded Jeremy Anderson attractive, too. Perhaps even my mother?

No, that's ridiculous isn't it?

She worked for Jeremy fresh out of Thailand. That's where she met my father, fell in love and got married. Then they move to Texas with the purchase of their hotel.

As Jeremy insisted that I consider jumping into the banking industry after college-using the same tone as a  concerned father would-I couldn't stop analyzing is futures. His forehead was high. He was exactly my height tell 6 feet tall.

Holy shit, I look like Kim.

Even more disconcerting was his barrage of inquiries.   Did I have a good childhood? How wad my edu? Did I like sailing? Do I have a girlfriend? What kind of sports I Liked? If I played any sport?

I'm rattled beyond belief and I'm no sure what the next, maybe return home for summer and try to find answers. I'm going to be very discreet about this of course. Perhaps it's nothing and I misunderstood everything, but this words that Watson said to me. They keep on playing in my mind.

"Don't judge a man by his answers, but by his questions."

Cop

P.S. My Mum mentioned that Bas Paniwat is going to be staying with us for the summer. Wow I wonder how he looks like now? I have decided that I'm going to be more pleasant and more courteous as always. Last summer comes to mind, when Bas was swimming in that white Speedo.

WTF!! Why am I thinking of him?

Now that I'm away for collagen. Even  if I'm far away and I been on dates and had one nightstands with beautiful woman with nice body. There is a part of me that feels like there is something missing in my life. Every time I call my family he is always there. Tee always tell me about what's going on him in school and that his Best Friend is trying to go college. I don't think that Bas will ever get out of his trailer. Tee is so frivolous and easy influenced, I worry about the friends he keeps. Most of boys and girls in town are loose and ..... shockingly stupid with no brain. I certainly don't want my brother corrupted by him.

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