My dirty blond hair was pulled into a messy bun. I was still dressed in my pajama's- a light pink tank top and blue running shorts. The smell of smoke filled my room. My last day of being 17 and my apartment is on fire... Great!
I run downstairs and nearly fall down the last four steps. I run through my house trying to figure out where the smoke is coming from. I find my parents in the kitchen.
"Mom! Dad! What are you guys doing here?!" I say coughing from the smoke. "Well we were trying to surprise you but... Well... We tried cleaning your kitchen and the broom caught on fire" Mom said. "How do you- Never mind." I grab the broom from her, put it on the ground and quickly extinguish it. "I guess that means you don't want us making your breakfast?" Dad says. "NO!" I yell. "Excuse me, I'm going to go get ready."
I run upstairs and throw on a pair of pink running shorts, a yellow V-neck with a pink undershirt, and a baggy Love Pink jacket. I put my hair into a ponytail and push my side bangs back with a white headband.
I walk downstairs and head to the kitchen. My parents aren't there. "Mom?" I yell nervously. "Dad!?" I can feel my heart racing. I grab the still hot broom from the sink and slowly walk down the hall. I open the bathroom door and quickly turn on the light. I start swinging the broom around with my eyes closed. I hit something. I open my eyes and find toilet paper rolls all over the place. Nice... I pick up the toilet paper and walk into the hallway.
I tiptoe into the living room and turn on the light. "SURPRISE!!!!" My heart nearly stopped. A big "Happy Birthday" sign was hung up over the fireplace. Mom and Dad were both holding presents. "You guys do know my birthday is tomorrow, right?' I asked my parents slowly taking the broom from swinging position. "Yes, but we both thought you would like to spend your 18th birthday in your new house!" "What?!" I practically screamed.
Mom hands me the present she was holding. I sat on the couch and quickly tore off the wrapping paper. "Read the note first" Dad said. There was a small card that said "Happy Birthday Zoey! We both think you are mature enough to have these! Love, Mom and Dad XOXO"I set down the note and grin up at my parents.
Inside the box was a book and a small bag. I decided to look at the book first. On the cover was a picture of a beautiful white house. I opened to the front page and there were pictures of very nice furniture. It was right on the beach and had lots of pretty flowers. I turned to the next page and it was blank. I look up to my parents and Mom says "We bought this house for you!" "What?!" I yell. I jump up and give them a huge squeeze. "There's more" Mom says pointing to the small bag. Inside was $100. Shopping money!
Dad handed me his present. It was a small box with keys inside. "Those are your car keys!" He said pointing out the window to a small red car. I don't know what kind of car it is- I'm not an expert on cars- but it was my first car. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I said.
As soon as my parents left I headed straight upstairs to pack. Overall, I had 2 suitcases and 1 duffle bag. I pulled out my phone to text Victoria, my best friend.
Me: Hey
Tori: Hey girl! Vas Happenin'?! (;
Me: Just finished packing(:
Tori: Packing???
Me: I'm moving into a new house!
Tori: Where??
Me: On the beach(:
Tori: Ha ha! Well I GTG! TTYL!
I threw all my bags into my new car and smelled that new car smell.
My parents had made it to the house before me. I walked through the front door and set my bags down near the steps. I walked into what looked like the living room. "So do you like the new house?" Mom said appearing in the hallway. "It's beautiful" I replied. "Why don't you go put your bags in your room and come down for some cake" Dad said with a wink.
I walked up the stairs and looked through all the rooms. Finally, I found the perfect room. It was a big room with a great view of the ocean. There were two sliding glass doors that led out to a balcony. The bed was even hanging from the ceiling! I set my bags down and sat down on the bed. It started to slightly sway from side to side.
I walked back downstairs craving cake. I still don't get why my parents got me a cake... I mean it's not my birthday (yet)! I make my way to the kitchen and my parents start blasting "What Makes You Beautiful" on the stereo. There was a big cake on the counter. "Happy Birthday Zoey!" was frosted on the cake and candles were lit around the cake. Mom and Dad sang "Happy Birthday" and told me to make a wish. I wish I could go to a One Direction concert. I blew out all the candles and we ate the cake. It was chocolate with butter cream frosting. My favorite!
My parents finally left around 5:30. I ran up to my room and walked into my bathroom. It was huge! I slipped into the shower and washed up. The shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and shaving cream had a beachy scent to it!
I got out of the shower feeling fresh. I put on some loose black and pink running shorts and a tight white tank top. I blow dried my hair , lay down on my bed, and checked my phone. I had a message from Tori.
Tori: Hey!
Me: Hey!! Are you doing anything?
Tori: Nope. So bored!!!
Me: Why don't you come over and help me unpack!
Tori: On my way!
I waited on the front porch for her to come over. We went straight to my room to start unpacking. Tori would hand me stuff and I would put it away. When we finished Tori joined me in the closet. "Wow! You have barely any clothes! And most of it is running shorts and tank tops!" Tori said. I laughed. "I can't afford much more!" I said. I know it's weird since my parents are rich but i don't like taking money from other people. "Well it's late. I should head out" Tori said. I walked her to the front door. "Bye!" I yell as she gets into her car.
I go back upstairs and lay in my bed. I play Soul Surfer on my flat screen T.V. This movie inspires me. I decide to close my eyes and end up falling asleep.
I wake up and turn off the T.V. It's still dark outside. I look over at my alarm clock. It's 4:30 A.M. I roll over and grin to myself. I'm 18. Then I drift off to sleep.
