I sighed, and turned on the light. Another day of fearing getting jumped by socs, rival gangs, cops. I rub the sleep out of my eyes and survey the room. I move to get up, but feel warm arms around my waist. My older brother, sodapop was laying next to me. I feel my cheeks heat up into a blush and look away, because I know it's wrong to feel this way about him. My beautiful brother, god with those toned abs, long dark golden hair, and eyes that could light up an entire town. I wish that he wasn't my brother..so that we could finally be together. Even though he came out 2 years ago as a bisexual, Darry still doesn't support him. He claims that being gay is being weak and not a "real man" but I believe that no matter who you love you are tuff !! To tell the truth...I think I might be bisexual too. After all..I still think broads are hot but I also like men. Well...soda in particular. "mmmmph", soda groans and hugs me tighter, his hand touching my lower chest. Wait...my lower chest. He's been sleeping with me for a while now and he never touches me there. Well he couldn't mean that seriously right ?? He's asleep..or so i think. "Soda?", I whisper, trying not to awaken him. "yes?", he responds, looking up at me with the cutest expression I have seen in a while.
