The Year We Lived On

Skye's House - Kimberly's POV

The sun shined brightly. A little too brightly if you ask me. Emily and I were going to Skye's house like usual, and we had gotten onto the subject of fire somehow. "I seriously hope no one catches on fire this time."

I raised an eyebrow at her. "You say that like it was the house that caught on fire and not your pant leg."

"You say that like all of us are normal and that it wasn't fire."

"Touché."

We opened the door and walked upstairs. A song immediately popped into my head. Making my way downtown, walking fast. As I passed the kitchen, I saw a small burst of flames. Forget the song. Walking faster now. I don't want to know what is happening in there.

"Hey, guys. Shiori is downstairs cooking a dessert. I think she said it was a custard or something. Leche Flan is what it's called," Skye greeted us.

"How about let's go check on her," said Emily. Judging by her face, she had seen the burst of flame too.

We all agreed and slid down the railing like the oh so amazing people we are. Emily somehow went to the hospital after falling off the banister last year.

"It's done!" Shiori called out as she set four plates of desserts down on the table. The thing looked like flan but with this brown, crunchy stuff on the top. I was hesitant to eat it at first. The desert was really crunchy, and I could tell the others enjoy it too.

We finished it after a few minutes. "Shiori, we saw some fire earlier, what was it?"

She waved her hand dismissively and laughed. "I used a lighter on it to caramelize the sugar that was on top. Don't worry about it. I'll even show you how to do it. All we need is to use it on the leftover one I didn't do that's in the oven."

Emily was the lucky one who got to do it. That was the story of how she had no eyebrows and had to draw in eyebrows for the next year.

~ Before editing part below.

I walked to Skye's house with Emily . We chat about what is going to happen this time when we get there. "I seriously hope no one catches on fire this time" "You say that like it wasnt only your pant leg" "You say that like it wasnt fire" We open the door only to find Emily's prediction was right. Fire. Skye screams out at Shiori who was holding a lighter. "Put the lighter down!!!"

I yelled out to Emily over Skye and Shiori's argument