It was cute. Smaller than my room, but still cute. I could see that Aria had already picked a bed. First come, first served. “Well that’s the last of it,” mom announced, "promise you’ll call every day.” I could already sense that she was going to cry. “Mama, you’re only an hour and a half away. Don’t worry,” I reassured her. My father put his arm around her and smiled. “We’ll miss you.” No matter how annoying they can get, I couldn’t front. I was going to miss them too. Grabbing them into a hug tightly I began tearing. Dad wiped my face and kissed me on the cheek. So this is what it feels like to grow up? I mean I went to a community college my first year, yet this was the first time that I was really going to be away from home. I gave them one last hug before watching them as they walked out the door; in disbelief that I was really about to be on my own. Technically Chris would be here with me, but I’m not even sure if that counts.
