A Righteous Love

Chapter Twenty-Seven - I'm Not In The Mood For This Right Now

Chapter Twenty-Seven - "I'm Not In The Mood For This Right Now"

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There was something so comforting about the sun shining through my windows in the morning. Living in San Diego meant we were blessed with beautiful weather year-round. Sometimes I forgot how lucky I was to be in such an amazing place. But for some reason on a random Saturday morning in February, I felt really grateful.

As I watched the sun glimmer into my room, piercing through my curtains and reflecting off the glass, I got the sudden urge to take advantage of the day. Even though it might not have been quite as warm as I'd like for it to be, I just wanted to soak up the warmth of the sun with the blue sky above.

"Melissa!" I yelled through my room, sitting up in my bed and squinting my eyes at the bright light from my windows.

I heard her footsteps come from somewhere, then my door opened and she walked in. Dressed in pajamas with her hair up in a bun and toothbrush in her mouth, she stared at me expectantly.

"What are you doing today?" I asked her with a yawn.

"Um, I don't know," she shrugged, but I could barely understand her through her mumbles and all the toothpaste. "Why?"

"It's nice outside and I want to do something, so get dressed. We can go downtown and shop for a little while or something," I suggested.

She nodded at my idea, holding her hand under her chin as she suddenly bolted out of my room and to the bathroom, I assumed. She knew that if she dribbled toothpaste on my rug, I'd have a conniption.

An hour later after the both of us had showered and gotten dressed, we left our house a little before noon. I locked the front door behind me and hopped into my car with my sister.

"So how are things with Dylan going?" Melissa asked randomly.

I paused for a moment, not realizing that I did it, and kind of nodded. "Uh, good," I stuttered.

"Why the hesitation?" She peered over at me with a soft laugh.

"I don't know," I sighed loudly, coming to a stop at a red light and sitting back in my seat. "I think I've been thinking too much about it."

"About what?" She wondered, leaning forward to change the radio station.

"Us," I shrugged. "Every single time we hang out, it's like we're supposed to have sex or something. I told him too, like, we don't need to do this every time. It's getting on my nerves and I think that's all he thinks about sometimes."

"Well that's annoying," she snorted.

"Tell me about it. And he was just like, kind of a little surprised that I spoke up. But you know what? If it's bothering me, I'm going to say something. That's my new year's resolution," I said with a firm nod as the light turned green and I moved along with traffic.

"It's February," she chortled.

"My belated new year's resolution," I emphasized my point, shooting her a smirk.

She nodded and turned to look out her window, keeping quiet for a minute. It seemed like she was thinking of something to say before she murmured her opinion. "That's good though, you should always speak up if something's bothering you."

"Stupid boys," I muttered, pulling into a parking space in the shopping center and shutting off my car. With a sigh, I turned to my sister and shook my head. "Mel, don't get a boyfriend."