Me, Myself and I
Chapter 1
MAX POV
I walked off the plane at the international airport in Phoenix, Arizona. My sisters and I are fraternal triplets with surprisingly different coloring. Ella looks Hispanic just like our mom, with dark brown hair and mildly tan skin; while I look much more French American I like my dad. I have dirty blonde hair with slightly tanned tone to my skin. Nudge though, is like dad and mom combined with her dark brown hair and perfectly tanned skin, she is by far a glowing person, inside and out.
We have just come back from living in France my dad was hired to be a basketball coach for the most reputable rec center in France. But, due to the recent economic problems not enough people signed up for Basketball this year so he was laid off. My mom had been working from home with her veterinarian company, as a consultant; so she suggested moving back to Arizona so she could get back to hands on work and since we didn't have any ties in France except some relatives who we don't visit often.
I remember this town, South Mountain, it is our hometown and we left it five years ago. It was devastating; I left my best friend in the whole wide world, Fang. Fang's brothers Iggy (older) and Gazzy (younger) were part of our group with Ella and Nudge. I'm excited to see them again we haven't talked to them in years and with us being sophomores in high school I would really like to start off knowing some people.
When we see the house, it is like a dream house the ones you only see in movies. It has a white picket fence with a two-story open floor plan and colonial brick coating on all four sides. Ella and Nudge start squealing uncontrollably.
"OMG! Mom, Dad! How did you get it? I call my room!" They both took off running. I wondered how they knew which rooms were theirs, when it dawned on me. This was our old house. This was our old house! Before I knew it, I was running upstairs right behind my sisters to my old blue shades themed room. It looked exactly the same as I remembered it.
"Girls! Come down and help us move in the boxes, and then you can decorate your rooms." My dad calls from the family room. We all come charging down the stairs and begin our torturous hours of moving in.
~Time Skip~
I hang the last picture frame of me and my sisters on the beaches of Normandy from last year's summer vacation. And… done! My room has every wall a different color ranging from cerulean blue to navy blue. I had a desk with all knew school supplies for school tomorrow and my old guitar on its stand; the shelves are full of all my volleyball trophies from the tournaments in France and all over Europe I went to, they are displayed proudly. I went into Ella's room where she displayed all sorts of pinks and soft purples like a total girly girl. I didn't see any clothes on the floor though; I'm surprised she even fit all of them in her closet and dresser.
When I entered Nudge's room it felt like walking into a peaceful rain forest. She loves animals, so she put animal pictures all over her deep blue and forest green walls. I hear the oven beep from down stairs signaling that it was dinner time, and based on the smell I'd say it was pasta night! My mother is a professional veterinarian but, she could be a pro chef with all the French cooking classes she took, we are pampered!
As I come downstairs I see that we are having homemade angel hair with fresh tomatoes and basil, rosemary, and oregano; like I said we are spoiled with my mother's cooking skills. My dad starts digging in as soon as the bowl hits the table while my mom swats his hand away saying he would burn himself. Ella, Nudge and I all dig in right after him and continuous moans can be heard throughout the meal because of the amazingness of my mother's pasta making skills. But, she saved the best for last her chocolate chip cookies are to die for! They literally melt in your mouth like butter, I am actually getting chastised my mom right now for trying to choke myself from stuff three cookies in my mouth at once.
After my family cleans up everything from dinner and I help with dishes we all go straight to our beds not looking forward to the 5:30 wake up time that has been set for school.
"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!" My alarm clock rang out rousing me from my lovely sleep. Ugh, school. At least mom decided to make pancakes today! Remembering that, I jump out of bed and hurriedly throw on my navy blue crop top, while searching for my white jean shorts. When I found them I put them on along with some navy blue wedges with tan heels. As soon as I ran down stairs I smelt the freshly made chocolate chip pancakes! I already saw Ella and Nudge pigging out on the gourmet breakfast, only leaving crumbs for me.
"Ella, Nudge you know how much I love this breakfast!" I complained, grabbing some of what was left off their plates. I grumpily sat down and started shoving food into my mouth.
"Not our fault you woke up late or move as fast as a sloth." Ella said, with a 'duh' tone. They are too logical for my own good sometimes, but I love them anyway. Don't ask me why because I just don't know!
"Girls lets go, you don't want to be late for you first day in South Mountain High!" My mom yells at us, ushering us quickly out the door and into her silver Ford escape. As she is barreling down the street everyone is staring at us. Oh right, we live ten blocks away from the school; oops. When we pulled up to the main doors, everyone –and I do mean everyone- was staring at us. We just asked a boy with blond hair to gives us directions to the office. Nudge would usually engage him in a long conversation but, he was staring at us a little oddly.
When we walk in the secretary gets all our schedules and she hands us a map of the school. As soon as we walk out we instantly compare schedules, I have P.E. with Nudge and chemistry with Ella. I'm a little disappointed that we don't share a lot but, we all have lunch together so I'm pretty happy overall. My locker is number 291 and I search for it, when we all spilt up to find our lockers and our first classes.
When I find my locker there are a group of girls standing in front of it. A red haired girl and what looks like her sister, and a blonde girl.
"Excuse me; can I get to my locker please?" I ask in the politest way I can. You would think she would say yes right? Because that's what normal people do. But, NO she turns around and sneers at me.
"Excuse me. But, I can stand wherever I please, without little filthy new girls ruining it. So go run along to your mommy." Her idiot friends laugh and I stand there with my mouth hanging open before I realize something.
"Tu as excusé" I say, hoping she doesn't know French. It's always funnier when they don't know they are getting sassed.
"What did you just say to me?" She says. I practically feel her breathing fire. And onion bagl; someone didn't brush their teeth this morning.
"Tu as m'entendu" I reply with a smirk and laugh at the look on her face as she tries to comprehend what I just said.
"Stop talking like an idiot, and tell me what you're really saying" She screeches across the hall way where everyone stops to listen in on our little fight.
"Well if you insist I will tell you" I step up to her ear. "But you might want to call off your little posse" I say imitating her and with an underlying warning.
Oh this is going to be fun.
Hey! I have decided to also do a No Wings story, along with my other one. This idea has been in my head for a while and I have finally decided to post it so here it is and I hope you liked it!
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