I'm Dylan Welsh, I'm 18 and born on July 4.

Let me tell you something, I'm studying at a school that promotes art; isn't it cool? Anyways, I want to tell you about my life first.

I'm the youngest in the family, the eldest; which is a girl, is Charlotte 'Charlie' Welsh-Kelly. She's 28 and recently got married to her boyfriend, now she's 2 months pregnant with their first baby. In my younger years, she was always busy and never had time for us. She was really into studying and she was a workaholic person, that mom and dad worried about her health.

I never really have memories about her.

My two elder brothers, the second; is Myles. He's 23, and is pretty much focused on his career as a writer for the newspaper. He DOES have a girlfriend though, but they don't see much because it's a long-distance relationship. Myles moved out of the house when he was 18 because he got into a fight with mom and dad, where'd he go you ask? He stayed at his best friend's house, though; he already left and went for a Manhattan apartment.

The third is Elliot, he's close to Myles because their age gap is pretty close. Elliot is 21, and he just finished his college course and is finding a job so he's staying at my parent's house for the mean time. He's fun and carefree, but when things get tough he's really hardworking to pay it off.

My parents are journalists, my mom; is specifically a news reporter. My dad works as a journalist who travels around the globe to see what's happening, so he's never around when we were kids. My mother's name is Ashley, she belongs to a normal family with normal lives. My dad's name is Johnny or simply John for short, his childhood wasn't so lovely; seeing that he belonged to a rich family.

Since he came from Las Vegas, he was exposed to drugs, alcohol, crimes and sex at such a young age. You would expect him to grow up as a messed up person, no; he didn't actually. My grandmother aka his mom. Protected him from his abusive father, raging to his children and his wife that he didn't have time to do things for the family. Forcing grandma to work so hard that she died of exhaustion, when she passed away at the age of 39; granddad got a hold of all her riches. Combining it with his, he became a millionaire.

That's why dad's rich.

You want to know about me? Okay.

I stand 5"9, the pretty much average height for an American kid. I used to live in New York with my parents, but when I moved to Washington to study at Bayerton University; leaving Elliot and my parents behind in NYC.

Back in highschool, I take a lot of pictures; I was part of the school newspaper. I was popular with both girls and boys, I never bullied anyone; at least that's what I think. Everyday, girls would come up to me and flirt, it was disgusting because of the fact some of them already have boyfriends. And I didn't want to take them from their love, I knew I was irresistible and handsome; but I also knew my limit.

I dated some girls, but I never really go serious; I would play around and dump them the next day. When they spread rumors, their reputation would go down. I don't feel sorry for them at all.

In my vacant time, I study; read books at the library or maybe take a picture of something aesthetic. I love beautiful things, they are so perfect in the photo. I'm not saying ugly people aren't. It's just my opinion, so don't get mad at me.

I also love to travel, taking shots of beautiful sights; but going around the world with my crazy father doesn't help at all. One time, we went to Egypt as a father-n-son bonding; it was so tiring because dad can't stop going at one place and the other. I was expecting to take pictures of historical places, pyramids and sphinx. I guess I haven't, the trip was disappointing.

I'm close to my mom, she's always there for me and gives the best advice. Dad is okay, but he really doesn't have time for us. Mom is obsessed with dad, everyday she would call him to check if he's okay. If something's not right, she would worry and get depressed over the thought that her husband is in grave danger.

Baking is my third favorite thing on the list, family bonding is the second. For, baking is such a fun thing to do. It tastes so yummy and good, that you also want to bake dairy.

Anyways, I have to pack my bags and leave. See you soon!

(Hi guys, my very first BL book. I know right?)

(thought about this in math class lol.)