Arrest Me (Mature ZM)

Chapter 64

He walked out of the bedroom after getting dressed and went downstairs. Since I had a while until I actually had to leave for school, I went on my phone and played around. Even though I only had one game on my phone, I found a way to occupy myself for an hour. I didn't feel like I could go to bed after what had just happened. My heart was still racing and the heaviness of my eyes from earlier did not seem like it would return.

When I finally rolled out of bed, I was in a rush. The sheets and everything had been way too comfortable for me to want to leave. I grabbed my last pair of clean underwear and a bra before walking to the bathroom, putting them on, and starting to get ready for the day.

By the time I was done with my makeup, I had only 15 minutes to get to school so I ran out of the bathroom. I dug through the drawers and saw that I had no clean shorts to wear. I spun around and ran to the closet where I started looking for anything to wear. Of course, I wouldn't be wearing a dress to school, so those were off the list.

I sighed when my eyes spotted a skirt that my mother had bought me a couple of years ago at a thrift store. She thought that if I wore it I would look like I went to a private school. The plaid design on it limited my shirt options, but I quickly found a plain white v-neck. I would really need to do some laundry when I got home or else I would probably have to wear a dress tomorrow...

I pulled the outfit on and then grabbed some black flats that were closest to me. I ran to the bedroom and looked at myself to see if my outfit somewhat worked. My eyes widened when I saw how short the skirt was. A few months ago I would have loved the length, but now it was appalling. I would have to make sure nobody was behind me when I was going up the stairs because they could probably see my thong.

I tried to pull it down as I walked down the stairs, but it wouldn't budge over my hips. I had no time to change and at this rate I would be late for school. I grabbed a granola bar and my backpack before rushing out of the door and into my car.

The drive to school was quick and I walked through the front doors just as the bell rang. Instead of rushing up to my homeroom, I told the woman at the front desk that I was here and proceeded to go to my first class, European history.

I was the first one to get there so I sat down in my usual seat and pulled out my phone. Surprisingly, our teacher wasn't there so we had a free period. It wasn't like we learned anything in the class anyways. Mr. Robins would just put on movies and expect us to watch them. He then would have us write a brief summary for homework, but everyone would just use Wikipedia.

The first thing I did was google date ideas. I had honestly no clue what to do with Zayn. He had brought me to a wedding in the city and we stayed in an expensive hotel room. Nothing I could do would ever compare to that. Then again, I could book a hotel room for the night and we could f.uck all night. But would that count as a date? Probably not...

For a while, nothing caught my eye. Everything was stupid. Who wants to take a DJ class? Nobody.

Finally, I found mini-golf. I knew of a cute place about twenty minutes away that my parents used to take me to. I googled the name and found that it was still open. I looked at their website and saw that there was now a rock climbing wall and a go-kart track.

It all sounded sort of cheesy, but I was incredibly excited. I started typing out all of the things that we could do on the note section of my phone.

Only half an hour had passed by, so I got out a piece of paper and started writing down the colleges that accepted me. Next to their names, I wrote the cost, how much financial aid they had given me, the cost after financial aid, the distance from Zayn's house, and how many majors they had. There were probably more things to add, but I would do that later.