Ugly Duckling

Conner Blake and I had no history.

We never kissed
hugged talked dated

Hell, he barely knew I existed.

But I loved him.

And I had loved him ever since that rainy day during freshmen year when the Blake family moved to town and that short, scrawny skater kid sauntered into the classroom like he owned the place.

I've been head over heels for him ever since.

Conner Blake didn't know that I loved him, didn't know that I would do anything to mean something to him... I doubted he even knew my name.

I didn't eat at dinner. I picked at my veggies and moved tiny chunks of steak around the plate, leaving grease marks across the creamy glass.

I simply stared
at Conner at Jesse at my world crumbling in front of my eyes

"Eat your peas, Brogan." My step-father repeated himself over and over again until I finally shoved a stupid pea in my mouth in order to get him to shut up.

"Drink your milk, sweetie." My mother did the exact same thing.

I felt like killing them both.

Throw Jesse onto that shit list for stealing the man I loved

even though she didn't know it.

And I might as well add Conner to it as well, considering he was probably going to fuck my sister in just a few hours and there wasn't shit I could do about it.

Or why don't I make it simple for everyone and kill myself.

Yeah, I think that decision works for us all.

Bye-bye, Brogan
I'm sure it sucked to be ugly.