Five Years Ago:
Look at him. He's so...he's so....gorgeous. Mom said you're not suppose to call guys gorgeous, but that's the only thought that comes to mind when I see Jax. When I first met him, he was this scrawny boy with pretty blue eyes, and shaggy brown hair. How could I have not noticed how hard his body had become? I mean, he's lean, bu this arms and thighs have definitely bulked up a bit. Not too much, but still. It's enough. Enough to drive me crazy, that is.
We began secretly dating, behind my brother's backs and our parents. Our parents dislike each other, and if my brothers knew, well let's just say that Jax won't have such a pretty face. I know why we can't tell anyone, but it still sucks. It hurts to see him surrounded by all these other girls. Girls who aren't like me.
