Author's Note::: Another one of my stories! LOL! This one is actually something that I hope my "I Hate Everything About You" fans read. Anywayz...please review!!!

Disclaimer::: I don't own any of the Summerland characters. They belong to Aaron Spelling and Lori Loughlin. And of course the WB.

"Baby I'll miss you" Beatrice said, kissing her daughter on the cheek.

Giselle turned her head and walked away, picking up her suitcase. "Whatever" she said, walking to the plane.

Giselle boarded the plane. She was placed between two old men, which ruined her chances of flirting with any hot guys. The flight over to California was boring, but satisfying. Giselle was somewhat glad to get away. She'd miss her best friend Stephanie and her boyfriend of two weeks, Ritchie. After a long six hours, Giselle finally arrived in California. She quickly exited the plane and looked for her aunt.

Giselle spotted her aunt waving at her near the baggage claim. Giselle ran up to her Aunt Becky and hugged her tight. Even though she didn't really like her aunt, she was glad to see her.

Aunt Becky smiled down at her niece. "Hey baby doll," she said, in her southern accent. She had lived in Texas for 4 years because of her college. She released Giselle and lifted up her arm. In her hand was Giselle's suitcase. "We'll have fun this summer."

Giselle smiled. "Yeah I know," she said, faking a smile. Her aunt wrapped her arm around Giselle and they walked out of the airport.

When they arrived to her aunt's home, Giselle couldn't help but marvel how beautiful it looked. The whole house was painted white and the trim was red. It laid right on the beach. Giselle looked out towards the beach and saw some people surfing. She noted a cute blonde boy surfing and nodded in approval. "There are some really cute looking guys here," she said to her aunt, as they drove into the garage.

Her aunt smiled. "Yes there is." She got out of the car and grabbed Giselle's suitcase. "C'mon I'll show you to your room" she said, grabbing Giselle's hand.

The both of them walked up the stairs and her aunt led her to her room. She opened the door and Giselle gasped. Her room was painted white with pink trimming and a big, fluffy white bed, which Giselle reminded herself to jump on later. She saw a huge walk-in closet filled with clothes already. She also saw a closet with a mirror in the front. She walked towards it and pulled it open. Inside, was her very own bathroom. Giselle squealed. She ran towards her aunt and hugged her tight. "Oh my god!" she said, smiling. "I love this room!"

Becky smiled. "I went a little crazy and bought you some new clothes." "I hope you like them" she said nervously.

Giselle went to the closet. Each article of clothing was brand name and beautiful. Giselle squealed in delight. "Of course I like it!!" she said, jumping into her bed.

Her aunt smiled. "Ok well I suggest you take a shower and get dressed nicely because I made plans with an old friend today and we're going to her house for dinner."

Giselle nodded. "Okay." She got out of bed and grabbed some nice clothes and underwear and walked into the bathroom, smiling.