to go to school on our birthday.” I complained to my sister Charity.
“It's the last day.” Charity finished putting on her lip gloss. “Besides, Mom and Dad won't count it as our birthday until tonight. You know how they are.” She rolled her eyes.
I let out a groan. “I hate the whole waiting until our birthday time thing. It sucks.”
“Mom and Dad said they're having 'the talk' with us tonight.” My sister stood up straighter.
“The talk? Oo gross.” I shivered.
“Maybe 'a talk'?” Charity put her hand on her hip.
“Let's hope there aren't too many details.” I put my shoe on. “I thought we already got that out of the way... you know?”
“Well, we get to start dating...” Charity shrugged.
I winced. “It's a stupid rule.”
My sister laughed and sat on her bed. Mom and Dad wouldn't let us date until we turned 17. Most of the time, it felt like I was the only one in school stuck in no dating purgatory. I wanted a boyfriend so badly. I wanted to cuddle with him and kiss him and...
“What if we fell for the same guy?” I put my other shoe on. “I wouldn't let you have my man.” I practically growled at my sister.
Charity laughed. “You have an imaginary man in mind? I don't see anyone in line yet.” There was a hint of challenge in her voice.
“Well, you don't either.” I threw a pillow at her.
My sister threw it back. “I bet I get a boyfriend before you do. You know they would choose me over you, sister dear.” Charity chuckled.
“That's not funny.” I put both feet on the floor in protest.
“It's kind of funny.” Charity was smiling. “Let's get real. We are completely different. There's no way we'd fall for the same guy... personality wise.”
“True...” I frowned. “What about...?”
“He doesn't count.” Charity shook her head. “We were like seven.”
“And then there was...”
“That doesn't count either, we didn't know he...”
“Yeah, he was.” I nodded.
“But then we did like...”
“He was cute.” I let out a deep breath and laid on my bed.
“Destiny, you need to stop being all extra.” Charity stood up.
“Extra cute.” I sat up and wiggled my shoulders.
Charity laughed.
“I plan on having a date by tomorrow night.” I stood up.
“With who?” Charity's mouth fell open.
“I don't know yet, but I will make it happen.” I gave her a wicked smile. “I'm having a man locked in as my boyfriend before the week is over.”
“Poor guy.” Charity dramatically put her hand on her hip again.
“Charity!” I shoved her.
Knock. Knock. Knock. We both turned toward the door.
“Mom said to hurry up. We have to leave for school in five minutes.” Elijah called through the door.
I opened the door and glared at my brother. “Perfection takes time.”
“Yeah, whatever.” My brother walked away.