Prologue
Ryan lay in his bed thinking and dreaming about things he knew he should never think about, but that he could not help however hard he tried. Speaking of hard, whenever he thought these thoughts, about this person, he felt himself stiffen down south. He was surprised that she hadn't noticed this new edition to his features every time he saw her. But he couldn't help it, not now or ever. Ryan was in love. Ryan was in love with Sharpay. Ryan was in love with his twin sister.
I have realised something, I am in love. I am in love with Sharpay. I am in love with my twin sister.
Ryan