He Took Us In

Chapter 13: Tension Speaks

*Sabrina's POV*
Our week of suspension was over yesterday. Amanda and I have been very behaved lately. Amanda and I have been talking, too, about Matt. It feels like he's up to something.

Our math teacher asked, "Okay, Amanda, what's 2 • 5^19 divided by 11?"

Amanda had her mouth hanging open a bit while thinking.
"Umm.. I don't know, but is the answer in the nineties?"

The teacher just glanced at her before smiling. He didn't give her a reply she was looking for.

I got a message on my phone right then. So did Amanda. I looked over at her from curiosity. The texts were from Matt, they said the same thing.

'After school, come home and dress in something nice. I set the outfits on your beds. ;)'

Wonder what Matt is up to?

*Amanda's POV*
Class is almost over and I remember the text I got earlier. I really want to know why we have to dress up nice.

The bell rings. Great, now we can go home. So I look for my sister while I walk to my locker to put my things away. That is, until she scares me by standing right behind me. 

"What are you doing? You startled me."

"Sorry. Hey, Amanda?"

"Yes?"

Sabrina zones out for a moment, "I don't know. I forgot."

Once we got home, we looked around, no sight of Matt. We went upstairs and seen our outfits. They were beautiful!

Sabrina gasps, "Oh my, would you look at those."

I smiled, "They're beautiful."

"Well? Let's put them on!"

As we gathered them up and put them on, we admired them. Every stitch.

Our dresses were dark purple with a tutu looking skirt attached to it, it was a few inches above our knees. Not cliché looking, either. The top part was in a V shape with no straps, which it slid into a thin shape on our torso.

That kinda gave us more of an hourglass look. Not to mention, Matt set out crimson high top converse. We didn't mind being twins while dressing up. They were just so amazing.

We heard the front door shut and realized someone quickly jogged up and into Matt's room. Figuring it was just Matt, we put on our makeup insisting on eyeliner and mascara. We also curled our hair a bit. Not too much.

As we walked out, putting on a heart 'best friends' necklace, we noticed Matt's bedroom door open. Our jaws dropped.

He came out in black skinny jeans, white suspenders, and a black dress coat that was kept unbuttoned, showing a dark, dark grey dress shirt. All along with black hightop converse.

He's really rocking that indie style. Sabrina and I are wide eyed.

*Matt's POV*
I stopped dead in my tracks as I seen Amanda and Sabrina in the hallway. I knew they would look good in those dresses, but I am just speechless.

I was going to wear a plain suit, but I knew how much that beloved indie style was favored by them. I kinda jacked the style from those Fun. guys I always hear playing.

I was also thinking about cutting my hair, but I roughed it up a bit instead.

I shut my bedroom door.

"Follow me." I rush to them and put my hands on their backs to lead them downstairs.

As they stared at me, I reached the kitchen table and handed them both some beautiful red and white roses. Hearing them gasp made me feel good. I knew they were happy then.

"Oh, Matt. You don't have I do all this." Amanda smells the roses.

I smile, "I know I don't have to, I want to."

I watch them adore their presents for a few more seconds before I stuck them in vases and set them on the table.

"C'mon, get in the car."

*Sabrina's POV*
We sat in the back as Matt drove us somewhere. He's been such a sweetheart. I wanted to touch his hair. I think I can control myself, though.

I don't have to touch that thick, fluffy... Perfect hair. Drool.

*Amanda's POV*
We stopped at a five star  restaurant. It was unbelievable. We stepped out and walked inside to see a handsomely dressed young man at a stand.

He perks up, "May I help you?"

Matt smirks, "Table for three, reservation, Matt."

Wow reservations. I've never been to a place like this before. Sabrina and I were such in awe even once we sat down to order.

*Matt's POV*
Our dinner was delightful. I felt good, the girls looked perfect, and I even got some compliments. I would feel very accomplished if everyday was like this.

While we were sitting here after finishing up, I spoke.
"What do you think about today?"

Amanda smiled and wiped her mouth, "I can't believe you did this for us. Thank you."

"It's amazing, thanks Matt." Sabrina adds.

I wink, "Anything for you girls."

They giggle and look at eachother.

As we were about to leave, I seen two women come up behind Amanda and Sabrina. I didn't recognize them at first, but I then realized who they were. Their mothers.

"Shit." I say quietly. But the girls heard me.

"What is it Matt?" Sabrina asks.

Before I could even answer, the mothers gave rude opinions.
( Amanda's mother- Katherine.  Sabrina's mother- Sarah )

"You two look disgusting." Katherine laughed.

"And Matt wearing skinny jeans? Worst sight ever." Sarah pointed at me. "No taste in fashion."

I've never seen bigger frowns upon Amanda's and Sabrina's faces. But before I knew it, this moment became an argument.
Damn, this was a great night, too.

"Matt has the best fashion taste. It's better than wearing bland clothes all the fucking time." Amanda sticks up for me.

"Don't give his hopes up. He doesn't even look good in those clothes."

Voices began to raise.

Sabrina says loudly, "He has a very nice body for his age, for your information! And it looks very good in tighter clothing!"

I didn't know what to say. People at every table were staring and they heard every word.

Amanda even started talking loud, "Just because you can't stand seeing us happy with a nice man that treats us better than you treated us, doesn't mean you can watch us and ruin our good times. So fuck you!"

I stand straight up as people gasp, "It's time to go."
I stand the beautiful girls up as their eyes began to swell.

I pay the small bill and leave with them, rudely pushing past the women. I couldn't believe they would ruin a good time like this. I wish they'd just leave us be for once.

As we got home, they rested their heads on me, we didn't bother to change clothes. I grabbed the remote and turned on the radio. Headlights by Eminem came on. I love this song, it reminds me of my mother and I.

I wrapped my arms tight around them, pulling them closer. As I lean my head back, I wait for them to fall fast asleep before I close my eyes.

I thought of their red, tired eyes. I knew they burned, but it killed me to see them cry. Hopefully this all blows over by morning. But for now, all I can do is doze off to the sound of music.