“What are your plans for tomorrow?” his mother asked. He told her that he’s going to go to Noel’s house at lunch time or soon after and that Mark’s going too. Then they’re going to watch Rogue One at some point… “You seen that haven’t you?” his mother interjected.
“Yeah, in December.” Peter replied. “They’re going and I’m gonna hang out with Carol for a bit.”
“I see.” his mother replied as his sister began to coo.
“Better wear some aftershave.” Kate grinned. “From what I’ve heard she’s quite keen on you.”
“What have you heard?” Peter defensively asked.
“Only what you’ve told me.” Kate grinned.
“Isn’t she a bit old for you son?” his dad asked.
“Only a year.” Peter replied. His dad had assumed that Noel’s big sister was a year above Kate and seemed genuinely surprised to discover that she’s a year below his own daughter. “Anyway it doesn’t really matter… we live miles apart so nothing’s gonna happen between us.”
“Well if it’s meant to be, the distance doesn’t matter.” his Dad told him. “Just remember… you’re only thirteen so no touchy feely.” he added, causing his son to blush.
“There won’t be.” Peter sheepishly replied. “I don’t think she’d be very interested if she discovers I wear a bra anyway.” he added under his breath.
“It’s a training bra Peter.” his mother corrected. “Anyway, she did say you looked cute in your uniform… I don’t think she’d worry about your training bra… if she learns that you wear one that is.”
“I might not wear it tomorrow.” Peter suggested. “If that’s OK?”
“Absolutely not.” his mother replied. Peter glanced expectantly at his Dad who sided with his wife. “You wear it for a reason remember.”
“I know.” Peter sheepishly replied. “It was just an idea.”