A Righteous Love

Chapter Thirty-Four - You Know It's Only A Month Away

Chapter Thirty-Four - "You Know It's Only A Month Away"

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They say that whatever will be, will be. That things have a way of working themselves out. With patience comes reward. Hard work pays off.

They also say that everything happens for a reason, which is total bullshit. Whoever these people are that say these profound things must like to ruin lives.

I had no patience, nothing was working out the way I wanted it to, and my hard work was not paying off.

It had been almost two months since the incident at Colton's party, and everything had cooled down – nobody was bugging me anymore. Spring finally brought our California sunshine back, I was officially eighteen years old (as of April 3), and I was happier than ever. Except for one thing keeping me frustrated.

Eric and I were stuck in the same damn route we'd been in for months. We hadn't progressed, not in the slightest bit.

I didn't know what I was doing or not doing, but I was getting fed up with our whole situation. We were friends but we flirted – a lot. I thought about kissing him – a lot. But nothing ever happened between us.

Maybe it was because he didn't know if I was ready to move on from Dylan or something, but if that was the case, I'd been ready since the minute I broke up with that lowlife. I realized that spending time moping over him would have been a lot of my time wasted. So I shook off the dust from our relationship, straightened up and moved right along. He was forgotten about within days and I was ready for something new.

Something new, fresh and exciting. Something like a boy named Eric.

I walked to the bathroom right after lunch, navigating my way through everyone and pushing the door open. I noticed it was empty and eerily quiet as I quickly did my business.

Standing at the sinks, I washed my hands and stared at my reflection in the mirror. Then I saw a classmate of mine, Lacey King, come walking in and stand at the sink next to me. We didn't say anything to each other and it was eerily quiet in the room. We weren't really friends or anything, we were just classmates that knew of each other and would see around town every once in awhile.

She suddenly turned to me as I looked at her through the mirror and saw her staring at me.

"Are you going to Prom with Eric?" She asked, and her voice came as a little surprising.

I paused for a moment because I didn't really think about what she was asking. So I shrugged my shoulders and muttered something. "Um, I don't know, actually. Why?"

"Well I know you guys hang out a lot and have this like, thing, but I was just wondering. I was going to ask him, except I didn't know if he had a date already," she pursed her glossy lips, leaning her hip against the counter.

"Oh, uh... yeah. I don't know," I repeated, shaking my head.

Then it hit me. Prom was about a month away – it was coming fast.

I already had a dress and everything, the only thing missing was a date. But I was going to Prom anyway, I just needed to find someone to go with. I was obviously hoping it'd be Eric, the only thing was I didn't know what was going on between us. So I just continued to keep my hopes up and tried to throw little hints at him.

"Like, two girls have already asked him but he said no to both of them. And nobody knows who he's planning to take. I didn't know if it was you or whatever," she said, picking at her nails and seeming bored with me. As if she couldn't be bothered to stand here and talk with me.