Michael and his family all climbed out of the red minivan. The sweltering sun pelted down on them, and there wasn't a cloud to be spotted in the sky. Michael adjusted the mini skirt he was wearing. His father then again said, "I still think that skirt is way too short Michael."
Michael rolled his eyes, "Dad, it's fine. It's cute."
Daryl scoffed, "I'm sure that's not what sleazy men will be thinking Michael."
Michael let out an aggravated whine before turning to his mother for help. She turned to her husband, "It is pretty short. If you were to bend over even a little bit we would see your boxers." Michael's face turned red in frustration and embarrassment. His family had no sense of style, especially his sister. All Emily wears was black skinny jeans and band shirts.
He was also a little embarrassed that he was wearing very provocative panties under his skirt. His mom had told him that feminine clothes were fine but women's underwear was too much and he didn't have any business owning sexy lingerie anyway. So he told her he understood that 17 was too young for sexual things, and went to the mall with his friends and bought the underwear anyway. She still didn't know he bought the underwear, and her seeing them under his skirt was not the way he wanted her to find out.
They continued their walk towards the entrance to the theater while Emily shared a story about something a band member did that made her cry. Once they were inside Daryl stepped in line to pay for the tickets while Michael excused himself to the restroom. He entered and went to one of the stalls. While he was peeing he heard two guys enter.
The guy who sounded like he had a lisp said, "That chick back there was hot." Michael rolled his eyes at the guy. Straight guys are such pigs he thought.
Another guy added, "Yeah, her ass was bangin', and she was wearing an All Time Low shirt!"
With this last piece of information it clicked in Michael's head. They were talking about his sister. Michael quickly fixed himself and flushed the toilet while trying to not explode as he continued to listen to the two sexualize his sister's body.
He exited the stall and the two men's eyes locked on Michael. He stopped for a second before saying, "It's rude to talk about someones body like that. Especially my sister's." He then continued past the urinals where the boys were standing and walked over to the sinks to wash his hands. The blonde seemed to become embarrassed and avoided eye contact with Michael, but the other one seemed to not be bothered.
The tan one with the lisp smirked, "Your sister is very attractive," Michael then heard the sound of a zipper before he stepped away from the urinal and walked over to Michael, "And so are you, pretty boy." Michael rolled his eyes before turning on his heal and walking over to the paper towels.
"That skirt is kind of short don't you think?" And that was the moment Michael wished he had listened to his parents and worn a longer skirt, "I bet if you were to bend over I'd be able to see what's underneath."
Michael just gulped and tossed his paper towel in the trash. He started to walk to the door but the boy stopped him by putting his hand on the door. "What's your name princess?"
Michael tried to pull the door open but he wouldn't let it budge. Michael let out a sigh before answering the question. The boy's lips drew up in an even bigger smile, "That's a beautiful name, Princess."
Michael would be lying if he said his pulse didn't quicken each time that pet name slipped from the tan boys lips.
"I'm Calum."
Michael smiled a little and placed his hand out for Calum to shake. A chuckle rattled through Calum's chest but he shook Michael's hand none the less.
