The Devined (ON HOLD) #Wattys2016

Confusion

Tarren's POV

The school bell rang. I sighed with relief.

No more school for the rest of the year. I was very excited about that. No one likes school. Ever. Even when my Great-Grandparents were in school, they hated it. That was obvious.

I headed home to find a cake, a bag, and a note on the table. I picked the note up first. It said,

Tarren,

I don't have time to explain. We are going away for a while and won't be able to spend your birthday with you. You will know what's going on in a little bit. Right now, you need to fill the bag with memory kind of things. No clothes, no food. That will be taken care of. Put the items in the bag in front of you. You can take the cake because where you need to go, they will celebrate if you wish. You don't have to, though. The reason for all of this is not important at the moment. But you need to go now! Before they find out who, or what, you are. Again, I'm sorry we aren't here with you. Happy Birthday, Tarren. We love you. Signed, Mom and Dad.

I stood there. What was going on? I had to leave? My parents were gone? But my parents wouldn't lie to me. I grabbed the bag and rushed around the house. I ended up grabbing a total of twenty-three items. I got a closer look at the bag. It was a backpack. Mom was obviously going for non-suspicious look. I turned to look at the table.

The cake was already in a box. It just needed to be tied shut. I grabbed it and took it with me. In the letter, my mom never said where I had to go, but she owned a picture of a building that she said was important. That is my destination.

And that was Lydia's as well.