“Aunt Cheri!” I yelled, running off the airplane.

“Rose!” She yelled, rushing towards me. She throws her arms around me and crushses me with her hug. We stumbled back and forth like idiots, our momentums throwing us off blance. “How are you girly?”

“Amazing!” I said, slinging my arm through hers as we began walking to pick up my luggage.

“Dang girl! How long are you staying? A year?!” My aunt eclaimed when she saw my suitcases.

“Well I needed all my stuff! I mean… I am gunna be with Tyler and I can’t have him seeing me looking horrible!” I said, rolling my eyes at her.

“Baby girl,” She said, usuing my old nickname she had used when I was younger. “If he is as great as you’ve lead me to believe, I doubt he’d care what you’d look like.”

“I know… but I still wanna look my best for him.” I explained.

“Oh of course. Except, you look beautiful all the time.” She said while we got into her car. “Hey, did you cut your hair lately?”

I laughed at the topic change, “Yesterday.” I said.