Hippie sisters

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Nirvana POV
I smiled at Kenny and he smiled back before grabbing a plate of food.

Sam kissed my temple and we all sat down to eat.

"Mom is so excited for you guys to fly out. Shes been texting me all day." Emily laughed. "When were we flying out?" Sam asked confused.

"Oh shit. She hasn't told you? She bought you guys tickets to fly out right after you called her."

"You want to fly out and meet the fam?" He asked me smiling. I bit my lip and nodded as his smile grew bigger.

"We'll make sure Benny is there and Mike and.." he went on and on about all the people in Omaha he wanted me to meet.

"When did she say the flight was?" Sam asked gripping my hand. I flexed my fingers so he'd loosen up and let go. "In a few days. You'll have to ask her." Em shrugged. "Im going with."

"I'll go call mom again." Sam said standing and leaving the room.

"So youre going shopping with me today right?" Emily asked raising her eyebrows. "I guess I am now." I giggle.

"Good! Go get dressed!" She laughed as I went to find Sam.

"Baby, Im gonna go shopping with Em. Ill be back in a little bit." I say to him and he pecks my lips.

I wear denim shorts, a baby pink tank top, a white body length cardigan and some white sandals.

"We look like twins! So Bohemian!" She laughed as she came into the room. "Here. Flower crown to match." She said putting it on me.

"Wow. I guess youre meant to be sisters." Sam says and plops down on the bed. "You got yourself a keeper." Em says and waves him goodbye as she drags me out.

We go from store to store buying random stuff before she wanted to get my nose pierced.

"It doesnt hurt! Youll look so cute and we'll get a little hoop to put in it." She pleaded and pulled me into the shop.

"Fine." I groan.

I sat down in the chair and we got it over with.

"You look so cute! Wait till Sam sees!" She giggled and we headed back.

We walked in and everyone was chilling out.

"Damn look at those hippies!" Wes joked. "Loser." I giggled making an L with my fingers.

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