Sam

Sam's eyes widened and he tried to stifle a laugh as Kyle walked out of the room and into the hallway.

"Wow..." Sam muttered. "You look..."

"Save it." Kyle cut him off. "Did you figure out any way around MARCI?"

"Well..." Sam started. "Not really. MARCI is really well protected and there's no easy way in without being the sysadmin. She might lock us out of the entire system if we mess with anything. Or worse, she might do something to us. Something worse than how you are! I'm really sorry."

"This is just perfect..." Kyle tossed his towel to the floor. "These girls are relentless. The shopping, the trying on, did you know they got me a prescription for birth control? And there was this guy at the mall who wouldn't leave me alone and invited us to a party..."

"You're not going, right?" Sam asked.

"They won't let me sit it out! They think I'm, I dunno, ashamed of my body or something! And you haven't been any help at all." Kyle replied.

"Sorry, I spent the whole time you were out figuring out what I couldn't do." Sam said.

"Just great... I'm supposed to spend the entire summer dressed like a girl, taking birth control and dating guys, and we can't fix it because MARCI is to concerned with safety and Uncle Mark is unreasonably tolerant..." Kyle said. "This sucks."

Kyle's phone started to buzz and chime like crazy. He picked it up and sighed.

"I've gotta go." Kyle whined.

"Good luck, sis." Sam joked.

"Bite me." Kyle spat.

Sam shrugged as Kyle walked out the front door.