When we first met it wasn't the best encounter. I remember like it was yesterday, we were in our tenth grade year. We were in gym together and I don't know what it was but she did not rub me right. I didn't know her, never talked to her, but I just didn't care for her. My problem, and probably a lot of people have this problem is, judging a book by its cover.

I did not associate with her at all until the end of tenth grade. Who would've thought she was related to the guy I just started dating? Not me. I started dating her brother and when people told me they were related my reaction was, " Oh, great." When I started hanging around her house she did not like me and she made it quite obvious too. She would make sarcastic comments, talk bad about me to her brother and mother, which made me not care for her even more.

As the years passed, our relationship improved. I don't know if it was me being pregnant with her brother's child and making her an aunt but it did improve. We started talking more, hanging out more, she truly felt like a good friend. No, a best friend.

Now it has been six years since I entered her family and we are truly that: FAMILY. We talk, we hang out, we trust each other; that's how true friendships are. So when you judge a book by what you hear, it’s not fair. I am glad we got the time to know each other because now we have a life long friendship. I couldn't have asked for a better sister-in-law.