Arranged (The Weeknd + Dinah Jane)

Chapter 12

Mckenzee:
I yawned as I woke up and when I rolled over I saw the alarm clock on Abel's nightstand that said it was ten o'clock.

"Shit!" I smacked Abel's arm to wake him up. "Get up!"

"What the hell are you hitting me for?"

"We're late for school! We already missed first and most of second period!"

"So?" He shrugged and pulled the blanket up over his head. "We'll try again tomorrow."

I rolled my eyes as I got up and went to the dryer to grab my clothes from the day before. I put my jeans on and didn't wanna wear the same shirt, incase someone noticed, so I went back to Abel's room to steal one from him.

"Are you seriously bout to go to school?" He asked as I rummaged through his drawer. "The day is half way over."

"Yeah, I'm about to go 'cause if I don't, I can't go to practice later."

"It won't hurt to skip a day."

"I'm sure your grades say otherwise."

He laughed and then he was suddenly standing behind me as I slipped on one of his black t-shirts that had Prince on the front of it.

"I'll go, but only so I can stay after and watch you practice."

"You're such a creep."

"I'm your creep though."

"Yeah, I guess." I laughed and turned around to give him a kiss. "Now get dressed so we can go."

I went to get my shoes and when I came back, Abel had put on a pair of black jeans, a black nike sweatshirt and a pair of black air force 1's.

"I'm taking you shopping this weekend." I said as I grabbed my bag. "I swear you wear the same shit all the time."

He shrugged. "I just like the all black vibe."

"I'm gonna get you to start wearing colors."

"Yeah, yeah, we'll see." He tossed me a Nike hoodie that was almost identical to the one he had on. "It's cold out so you're gonna need that."

"I just think you want me to match you."

He smiled. "You might be right."

We left his house and I grabbed his hand as we started our walk to school.

I asked him. "What do you want for Christmas?"

"A record deal."

I laughed. "I meant something I can get for you."

"Maybe a new camera or better studio equipment but that shit's expensive." He shrugged. "What do you want?"

"I kind of want a puppy or maybe some bath bombs or something. I don't really know."

"What kind of puppy?"

"Something small, like a Pomeranian."

"No way, we need a Doberman."

"Those dogs get fucking huge."

"Good, we can get one and it can be our guard dog at our apartment."

"I'ma have to think about that one."

When we got to school I sent a text to Melody to meet us at the door by the gym so we wouldn't have to walk through the main office.