"Anjelica! Come downstairs please!" My stepfather Michael calls. I roll my eyes and groan. I huff before getting up from the bed and looking at myself in my dresser mirror. I'm only wearing short shorts and a tank top with my hair in a messy bun, but at least I don't look like I just woke up. I would hate to look bad in front of Michael. I decide I look fine and start jogging down the stairs quickly not wanting to make my mom late. She's going on tour for a few months and we have to say goodbye as a family. I enter the kitchen just in time to hear the ending of some type of argument.
"Lisa." He says softly letting her know I'm here now. She looks at me and smiles, walking closer to me with her arms open. I smile back at her as I embrace her tightly.
"I'm gonna miss you." I tell her quietly trying to hold back tears. She's going on tour for a few months leaving me alone with Michael. That's what's it's like to have famous parents.
"Oh, come on... we've done this a million times, you'll be fine." She jokes as she rubs my back.
"I know, but still. I can never get used to it." I laugh pulling away and kissing her cheek. She sighs as she grabs her suitcase and pulls it to the front door.
"Let me help you with that." Michael says approaching her. She shakes her head.
"No, it's fine it got it. I love y'all. Call me on the weekends." She opens the door.
"Love you too." Me and Michael say simultaneously. We look at each other for a second then look away. She blows us a kiss and lugs her stuff out the door before closing it. I sigh and lean on the island with my hand on my cheek. Michael looks at me, smiling like an idiot.
"What?" I ask blushing a little. He just shakes his head.
"Nothing. What do you wanna do?" He asks. I think for a second. It's pretty hot out today.
"I dunno, I think I'm gonna go for a swim." I tell him as I stand up.
"Do you mind if I join you?" He asks walking towards me. I smile.
"No, I don't mind." I shake my head and shrug.
"Okay, I'm gonna go get ready then." He says before walking past me creating a woosh of air that smells like him. Woah...
After going up to my room and putting on a bikini I make my way out to the pool where Michael already is, just sitting on a lounge chair with only swim trunks on. Shirtless....
"Hey." I say as I sit on the edge of the pool.
"Hey." He smiles. He reaches to his side to pick up a bottle of sunscreen. I watch him open it and squirt some into his hands, rubbing it in then starting to spread it onto his skin on his arms, then chest. He repeats this process with the rest of his body but his back.
"Want some?" He holds out the bottle for me. I shake my head.
"No, thanks. But... you forgot your back." I tell him. I dip my feet in the pool trying to see what the temperature is. It's okay. Not too cold, so I start slipping into the water slowly.
"Dammnit." I hear him curse under his breath. I giggle a little.
"What are you laughing at?" He pouts. I shrug with a smile before completely submerging myself underwater. After almost immediately popping back up a see Michael trying his utmost hardest to try and put the sunscreen on his back. He looks like an absolute idiot right now.
"Do you need help?"
He stops to look at me and sighs.
"If you don't mind, yeah." His voice sounding very soft as he speaks. Per usual. I nod my head then push myself out of the pool. He hands me the bottle as he turns around in the chair. I sit criss cross at the front of the chair.
