My name is Milo Caro and I have a confession to make.I've been in love with Colton Mathews since I was five. He should have known that sharing a cookie with a sugar obsessed little monster would do the trick-it sealed his fate. So really, the fact that he's sporting a black eye, a limp, almost got ran over by a car, and was nearly responsible for another person's death? Right. HIs fault. Not mine. I made a pact with myself-this weekend would be different. I'd come home for my brothers wedding, smile, and Colton would naturally melt into my arms, we'd get married have five kids, live in a house by the river, and get a dog named scratch (clearly I've thought this through).What really happened? I punched my brother in the face, Colton kissed me and apologized, I lied about having a boyfriend, oh and everyone wants to meet the mystery man. They say laughter always comes before insanity-ha, ha. All I wanted was my brother's best friend...instead I'm sitting in prison. Let this be a lesson to you all...life rarely happens the way you want it to. Damn cookie.