The Unplanned Pregnancy

Ch. 9

I was awoken to the sound of my dad's voice, yelling, "Guess who's graduating today?!"

Dang it! I forgot to tell my dad about that. I groaned and sat up, rubbing my eyes. "I forgot to tell you. Yesterday at prom, my principal told us that it's moved to next Saturday."

My dad's eyes nearly bulged out. "Are you kidding me?!"

"We were all as shocked as you were. Someone was threatening to bomb the place where we are suppose to be graduating at. Do you know how many people said that they had their families fly in from a few days before?!"

"I'm sure a lot! But I completely understand the situation. I'm glad that I didn't call the family yet. I'll go call them before I leave."

I crossed my arms. "Where are you going?"

"My brother wants me to go help him with something. I'll be back in a little while."

I nodded and laid back into my bed. "Alright. I'm pretty sure you ate breakfast so I'll go with Zak some where to get some."

"Alright. Money will be on the table. Love you!" 

"Love you, too!" Once I heard him close the door, I heard my phone vibrating on the table. I picked it up and saw numerous of notifications from my posts. I responded back to them before turning on my music and getting dressed for the day. I ended up wearing a black tank top, some denim shorts, and black and white Adidas sandals with an Adidas cap. (Or your desirable outfit)

I texted Zak and asked him did he eat yet. He responded back, saying:

Z: No I didn't. I just woke up. Why?

I was wondering if maybe you would want to go get some breakfast somewhere.

Z: Sounds cool. Who's driving?

I'll drive. See you in a few.

Z: Okay. Love you!

Love you, too!

I threw my phone on the bed and went to grab my clutch and grabbed the money from last night and put it in my pocket. I changed bags before I turned off my lights, going downstairs to grab the money, locked up the house and walked over to his house. I saw that his mom was gone, so I walked right in to his house and upstairs to his room, knocking on it and waiting for him to open. 

He opened it and I immediately hugged him. "Baby!"

He chuckled and hugged back. "Hey. You scared me."

I let go as I giggled. "I'm sorry. Are you ready?"

"I have to do my hair then I'm done." 

"Okay. I'll go wait downstairs."

He grabbed my hand before I walked away. "No, wait in my room."

I shrugged and walked in, sitting on his bed. "Can we switch beds?"

"Heck no." He chuckled as he walked into his bathroom. "I need it because it helps my back."

I pouted. "It's so comfortable. I'm gonna ask your mom where she got the mattress from."

"You're actually serious?" He laughed. 

I chuckled as I got up and walked into his bathroom, watching him do his hair. "I'm kidding. But not about the part wanting your bed."

He playfully rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever." 

I focused on how he does his hair and let me tell you, it's so much to do! I wouldn't think he'll be this long on his hair. "Dude, are you almost done? You've been combing the same spot for thirty years now."