'If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine.' Ryans voice called out amongst the trees and bushes. The entire cast of the play was standing amongst them watching Ryan say sweet words to a pretty young girl with chocolate colored hair.<br/>He had changed considerably since Casey had seen him last. His hair was longer and looked as if it had been dyed black, he also had the thin outline of a growing moustache and goatee. If it hadn't been for his perfect sparkling blue eyes Casey wouldn't have believed that he was the same person.<br/>'The gentle sin is this...' He spoke gently to the pretty girl who held his hands, she was staring longingly into her eyes and her cheeks were burning red. It was obvious that she wasn't just pretending to have affection for Ryan. He smiled and stroked her palms, closing the space between them as he whispered his next lines, '...my lips two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss'<br/>There was an awkward silence. The girl was now staring at Ryans mouth with a dreamy look. The rest of the cast were staring at the two expectantly for a moment before a sharp voice cut through the silence.<br/>'Cassandra it's your line!' Ms Vander called out from her directors chair. She was the only one sitting on a chair, the rest had to settle for the grass.<br/>'I don't pull you out of your regularly scheduled lessons just so that you can just stare at Mr Black!'