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It was wrong. I knew it was. And strangely, I didn't care. I couldn't care less. They'd all hate me, if they knew. It was a moral sin, or something like that. It was sinful, evil to love the way I did. It was not suppose to be, to feel this deep about my sister . But I did.

I guess I'm tired of being attracted to you from a distance. I just want to touch your calloused hand and hope there is a spark that molds our flesh together and won't let us go. And that you won't want to let me go.

If only...Only in my fantasies. As long as dreams exist, but the world can be cruel. Reminding you each second what is reality, and what only you have the pleasure of experiencing in your head. And you realize youre all alone. The happiness isn't real it's all in your head. What's the fun in that? What's the point in that? It makes me want to make it all possible. But what can one do? She's my sister for God sakes.

Ryan was lying awake thinking of his dilemna when a crack of light appeared in the dark room. The door opened and the shadowy figure became Sharpay. She wore a white shorts and a pink tee shirt for pajamas. Ryan closed his eyes pretending to be sleeping. She walked around to the other side of the bed and sat on top of his blanket.

"Ryan," she said touching his shoulder to wake him. Ryan fluttered his eyes open and groaned. He was an aweome performer, he had to say.

"What Shar?" he asked sleepily. He thought about yawning but he didn't want to over do it.

"I think I hear someone moving things downstairs. What if its a thief?" Sharpay asked.

"That's stupid. Why would the thief take stuff when he knows people in the house?" Ryan pointed out.

"Because he knows you wouldn't suspect it-I don't know Ryan- I swear I hear something." she said exasperated.

"Do you want me to check it out?" he asked yawning.

"No...but I dont know what's making that noise and Im scared."

"So let me check it out okay," Ryan said almost getting out of bed.

"No that's alright," she grabbed his arm. "Im sorry I bothered you,"

"Hey if you want you can stay here tonight with me," Ryan suggested

"Would you mind?" she asked although she knew the answer and was already climbing in.

Ryan settled looking up at the ceiling. He liked the feeling of her laying beside him in his bed. If only she would rest her cheek on his chest.

"Why dont you wear a shirt to bed Ryan?" she critically asked.

"I don't know. Its comfortable. why do you wear a shirt?" he mumbled pretending he was wanting to sleep.

"Never thought about taking it off. I sleep without my bra once in a while. But it never occured to me I could sleep without a top." Sharpay said with a lot of thought.

Before thinking he mumbled "You should try it sometime."

"But I guess its different with you being a guy and all." she sighed closing her eyes.

"Yeah" he agreed almost unintelligibly.

"Am I bothering you?" she asked suddenly.

Ryan turned so now they both laid on their side facing each other.

"No," he said simply.

"Good" she retorted closing her eyes and shifting to her other side away from him.

He could stop himself from looking at her. He wished she would turn back around. He didn't want to to look at the back of her head.