Third person pov
"Desiree, sweetie, your father and I need to talk to you" At this, a petite blond pokes her head around the wall."Coming mom,"The girl wipes the hair from her eyes and travels to the living room smiling."You summoned me, hmm?"Her smile fades upon seeing her parents' serious faces."Dez,"the girl's father starts"as you already know we, your mom and I, are going on vacation,"She nods looking bored"Yeah, so," Both parents look at her"Sweetie,"Her mom continues"since we can't trust you at home alone, you will be staying at Zita's till we get back,"
Desiree Bella Carson's pov
My jaw goes slack."Can't trust me, uh!? Why?"Dad gives me"the look"."Because every time we leave you home alone,"he deadpans"you almost burn down the house,"I smile, sheepishly grabbing the back of my neck."Oh, yeah. But why do I have to stay with Zita, kay?"Mom chuckles"I thought you liked staying with Zita,"Dad just nods chuckling. "I did!" I say, putting my hands up in defense"until Tabitha came along, bah,"My hair falls over my eye and I blow it away."You should really pin your hair back,"my mom says, looking frustrated"Yeah, I know,"I say smiling. Dad reaches over and ruffles my hair."Just go pack,"I sigh, fixing my hair"Fine, I'll go pack, uh,"Mom smiles"Good girl,"I run to my room and start packing. Mom and dad will be gone for awhile, 6 months to be exact.{Long enough to miss my 18th birthday by a few months}I think{Not that its any different from the last 10 years of my life}I pack some of my personal items: clay, drawing pencils, a couple sketch pads, a carving knife, my lighter, and enough fireworks to supply an army. I smile to myself at this. I love fireworks, anyone who went to my school knows this little fact. I used to get into tons of trouble for bringing fireworks and other explosive/flammable things to school. Just thinking about those memories makes me smile."Ahh, good times, uh, good times," I sit there daydreaming until a loud knock on my bedroom door shakes me out of my stupor."Are you ready yet Dez?"I hear my dad's voice on the other side."Not yet dad, hmm,"I say"Okay, but hurry up, Zita will be here pick you up soon. We're leaving now. Bye Desa,""Bye dad, tell mom I said bye, kay,"{Now to finish packing.}I think grabbing 3 more bags. I grab basically everything out of my closest and stuff it into the bags."*Done yet*,"I look up at my door. There stands a girl with amber eyes and her hair dyed half black half white with a bit of green in the middle."Just about Zita, bah,"I say, zipping up the last bag."All right*lets go*,"Zita grabs one of my bags, and we go to her car. In the car waiting is a small red headed girl with brown eyes, an albino girl with white/silver hair and pinkish purple eyes, and a boy with yellow/blond hair and green eyes."You didn't tell me that the others would be coming, k,"I say giving Zita a look"*You*didn't ask,"she says simply.