I've never actually read a story from Chet Morton's view. I like him, he is in almost every single Hardy Boy Series from the beginning and has always been their greatest friend. I wrote this a while ago, just thought I should share it *smile. Hope you like it!
Chet
I'm Chet. Not Frank. Not Joe. Chet. Just Chet.
I'm not that brave, truthfully. I'm not that smart. I'm not as handsome. Don't get me wrong; I'm pretty good looking. I'm sure. But when I look at my friends, I would sometimes compare myself to them.
Frank is really handsome, he has such rich brown hair. Like chocolate.
And Joe, all the girls love him. Who I am I kidding? Everyone loves him. Even my sister, though she is still in the "boys have cooties" stage, but I'm sure one day, it won't be like that.
But it's okay. I want her to be happy. I want the guys to be happy.
They seem to have such fun lives. Dangerous, but fun. While I'm just their go to guy when they need help. I want to help. I really do. Sometimes though, I don't know if I can. It's scary.
I don't know how they can always be so brave. It's almost unrealistic.
And they are so fit. I feel jealous about that sometimes. I'd love to look like that too, but I guess I love food more.
I don't even think anyone really cares about the chubby guy that somehow happened to have two amazing guys as his friends, I just wanted to say how grateful I am for the life I have.
Sometimes they come back to school so banged up I don't even want to hear their story.
So I guess what I am trying to say is that… Even though sometimes I wish for their life, the fame they get, the adventure, the girls. It does come with a price.
And I am happy with what I have.
Let's just end it with that.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hardy Boys.