This is my first fanfiction and it might be a little cliche but I dont care cause these are always my favorite types of stories.

Maximum Ride

I can't believe this is happening to me! I, Maximum Arianna Ride, am moving. Ugh, why does God hate me so! Okay so I may be overreacting a little bit but I still can't believe this. Anyways I'm in a car right now with my younger sister Ella and my mother the wonderful Valencia Martinez.

As you may already know I'm Maximum Ride but you better call me Max if you want to stay alive. Any who, I have Blondish/Brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and a slim athletic build from playing sports and running track. I am 16 years old and I'm a year older then my sister Ella who is basically a photo copy of my mom with her brown hair and brown eyes.

"Don't worry Max it probably won't be so bad," said Ella who then immediately went back to her fashion magazine.

"I know but I'm gonna miss all my friends and we're moving from LA where its amazing to Arizona where it's… um.. hot." I said not really knowing much about Arizona.

Ella snorted, "Really, hot that's all you got?"

"Oh shutup, I couldn't think of anything plus I'm tired since we had to wake up at four in the freaking morning." I said that last part directed at my mother who was driving.

"Ha! You didn't seem to have a problem with that when I gave you those cookies," My mom said to me.

I gasped, "Hey! It's not my fault you make the best cookies known to man and when are we going to get there?"

My mom smiled and said," Right about now welcome to your new home."

Ella and I gaped at the gigantic house. Wow. It was a white house with a huge backyard. It was then I realized what was about to go down. So I bolted out of the car and sprinted into the house to find the best room. I quickly settled on a huge one with a balcony and queen sized bed. I went out on my new balcony and saw our neighbors had within jumping distance. Hmmm, I thought, interesting wonder whose room that is? While I was pondering this I didn't realize Ella had come into my room.

"MMMAAAAAAAXXX," she whined, " how come you get the good room?"

"Umm cause I'm the better one and I got here first." I said smugly with a smirk.

"Ugh fine you can have it on one condition." She spoke with a now evil smile.

"What is it?" I said warily.

"I get to dress you on the first day of school." She said.

"What?! No way that is soooo not happening," I said now with no trace of my earlier smugness.

"If you want to keep this room then yes. Come on Max just let me dress I promise not to do anything to girly! And I'll give you my cookies for the week." She said pleadingly.

I'm sad to say I said yes the moment she mentioned cookies. I know, I know, I'm weak but hey at least I'm weak with cookies.