Great plans solo

[font=times new Roman] Paige smiled as she was squeezed in a bear hug. She loved the bear hugs. She loved the hugs. She lives loved her aunts. She smiled as she was brought to the kitchen and she skipped the whole way there. She loved their house. It was a pale yellow on the outside with a porch. On the porch there were plants and some chairs. Inside the house, you were met by a big room with a dining room table to the right. There were photos on the walls and a big window in the dinging room. On the table were some flowers.

To the right was the kitchen. Oh, the kitchen. It was very big since her aunt loved to cook and bake, and it had an island in the middle with more plants. There were also bowls of fruit along the kitchen and vegetables. The kitchen had the familiar smell of cookies being freshly baked. As you walked ahead, you could see a hall. Down the hall were the bedrooms, where everyone stayed. Through the dining room you walk into a big room with plenty of sunlight. It was the living room. The living room had a big gray couch and a large bookshelf. There were plants on the walls and it was aesthetically pleasing. Her Aunt Lisa was in charge of that. She loved both plants and aesthetic things.

There was a glass sliding door which lead outside. Outside had a beautiful garden, as I'm sure you guessed and a little river passing through the trees at the end of the yard. And outside was her Aunt Lisa, who had just finished watering the plants. When she saw Paige, she beamed. "Paige! Hello, Sweety! I was just watering the plants. What do you think?" She walked up to Paige and gave her a squeeze. Paige gazed at the beautiful flowers. "So pretty! How are the tomatoes and things?" She asked, and her aunt pointed. There they were, fresh and beautiful.

They went back I side and Paige walked to the kitchen. "What's cooking?" She asked, cheerfully, as her aunt Celia brought out some pots. "Tacos. My specialty." She said, winking at Paige. Her Aunt Celia was Hispanic, so she made Hispanic dishes often. And oh, were they delicious. "Do me a favor, Paige, and grab me a tomato from the garden, will you?" Paige nodded and ran off, walking outside.

She collected the tomatoes, and when she walked back could smell the meat. It smelled so good! Another thing about her aunt is that she knew just the right amount of the spices to use. Enough to give it a flare, not too weak, but not too strong. And as she started to pick her spices Paige set the tomatoes on the counter. "Here. Cut them up like so." Her Aunt grabbed a knife and began to cut the tomatoes on a cutting board. "Okay?" Paige nodded and took the knife from her.

Her Aunt Lisa walked in from her shower and smelled the food. "Mm! Smells Delicious!" She said, winking at Paige and giving her shoulder a squeeze as she passed. She opened the cupboard just as Paige finished slicing the tomatoes. "Finished! Here, let me help, Aunt Celia!" She said, wiping her hands before walking over and taking half the plates from her aunt. "These are pretty!" She said, setting them on the dining table. Her Aunt smiled. Glad you think so." Paige smiled right back.

Her Aunt walked into the kitchen to grab some napkins and Paige grabbed a cup of water for the plants on the table. She really did feel really happy, and she couldn't stop smiling.
Later
"Alright Alright! Wash your hands everybody." Her Aunt called, and Paige walked to the sink and washed her hands, eager to eat the dinner she could smell. Her mouth was watering.

When she walked into the dining room, she saw a long plate in the middle with tacos lined up. The tacos had meat inside, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes, salsa, all in the shell. Is your mouth watering yet? They should be. Because her aunt's cooking was no joke. She sat down in a chair eagerly and placed her hands together and prayed.

"God is good, God is great, by his hands, we are fed, thank you for our daily bread. Amen." "Amen!" "Amen!" And the three began to fill their plates. In the middle of dinner, Aunt Celia brought out her chips and salsa and set it on the table. Paige ate and ate. Sure, the Hogwarts food was amazing, but they weren't her Aunt Celia's. After dinner, when Paige was washing the dishes with her aunt Lisa, her aunt spoke up.

"So. I have some plans tomorrow, me and you." She said and Paige looked at her. "have you ever thought of getting your ears pierced?" She asked. Paige raised her eyebrows. "Yes, but my mum never let me!" She said. Her Aunt t nudged her shoulder. "I was able to convince her!" Paige smiled. She was excited, and she hurried off to get her Pajamas on after the dishes were washed.