Your sister, Charlie Bear, has always been the second of the two. It's never said, but everyone knows. You're almost at pro level rugby at seventeen. Meanwhile, she's not currently amounting to anything. You don't rub everything in her face, but just knowing her parents think you're the better child hurts.

You have many friends and girls over you while she's the opposite. You have friends over most days a week. They're nice enough, but they're rugby boys.

She's at home, standing in the shower, just letting the water flow over her. Your bedroom shares a wall with the bathroom and she can hear the conversation happening in your room.

"Dude, your sister is so hot." Gibsie gushes. "Would she be into me?" She can almost sense your eye roll. "That's my sister, lad." She can hear lots of his friends laugh. "What about me?" Patrick speaks up.