A/N: Hello! This is my very first fanfic. Some events in this story are based on the Rodrick Rules Movie, Dog Days Movie, and some scenes from the books. Please don't get confused with the flow of events because I intentionally mixed up the scenes from the books, Rodrick Rules, and Dog Days movie. That's all! I hope you guys like it!

CHAPTER 1: New Day

"April, wake up. We're almost there."

I yawned and stretched my arms when I heard what my mom said from the front passenger seat of the car. We've been on the road for hours. I lost track of time once we drove out of our old neighborhood which is on the other side of the country.

Yes. We had to leave our home. Dad got this job opportunity thing, which meant we had to move to another place so it would be convenient for him, and for all of us.

It's really hard moving to a new house. I mean, we had to leave the place I always called "home". I had to leave my three best friends – Gail, Andrea, and Joy… It's just… gonna take time for me to adjust…

I leaned on the window sill on the left side of the car. Many children were playing at their front yard. It's mid-summer. No school. Free day. Well, good for them.

We passed by a house where I saw two kids who seem to be in middle school, the other one is a bit chubby while the other one isn't. they were being chased by this older teenager holding a water gun. He had messy black hair and a sort of tan skin. He was wearing a black shirt and skinny jeans. He seems to be having fun with what he's doing while the other two had frightened faces.

"There it is," dad said after we passed by two more houses. He was pointing at the one across the street, so I had to move to the right side of the car to see it. On the front yard is a "Sold!" sign. From outside, the house looks a bit smaller than our old one.

Dad parked the car in front of the garage driveway, since we had to get our stuff and the garage door wasn't opened yet.

My mom pulled out a key from her purse and went out of the car to open the door.

"Boxes are at the back, April," my dad said before heading out to open the trunk of the car.

I stepped out of the car to get my boxes. There was a very warm breeze since it's summer.

I walked to our new house, carrying a box with my name on it. I gotta say, the place is pretty big inside. I immediately went upstairs to choose my room.

There are actually 4 rooms in this house. There's one downstairs, three up here. I went to my room and placed the box on the floor. I went back to the car to get my other stuff, four more boxes and one big suitcase.

Once I settled all my luggage in my room, I slumped to my bed. I was too exhausted and lazy to unpack. I sighed and closed my eyes.

. . . . . . . . . .

"Apriiiiiiil!"

"Mom?!" I jumped out of my bed as I heard my mom call from downstairs.

"Get dressed! We'll be going out for dinner."

Dinner? You mean I slept through the rest of the afternoon?

"Okay mom!"

I took out a black and white printed shirt and skinny jeans from my suitcase. Once I got changed, I wore my black converse shoes and my white belt. I tied my dark brown hair into an untidy bun. I wore a bracelet, stud earrings, and a long necklace. I went downstairs since my parents were waiting for me.

"You ready, April? Have you finished unpacking your things?" my mom asked when she saw me going down the stairs.

"Uh, mom, I fell asleep the entire afternoon. But I'll fix them later when we get back."

"Okay, sure. Our new neighbors from the house across the street invited us to have dinner with them."

"You got new friends already mom?"

"They were the ones who approached us when we were carrying the boxes. They're really friendly. I didn't call you anymore 'cause I thought you were busy unpacking."

"Woah, okay then."

"Ready? Let's go," my dad said as he went out from the kitchen and headed to the door.

The three of us crossed the street and I noticed that we were heading to the house where I saw the teenager bully chasing the middle schoolers.

My mom rang the doorbell. A lady who looks the same age as my mom opened the door.

"Oh hi! Come on in," the lady opened the door wider so we could enter their house. "Boys!"

She lead us to the dining room where a man, whom I guess is her husband, is standing with three more boys. The teenager bully, the middle schooler, and a toddler.

"Boys, meet the Prestons. Prestons, meet the Heffleys."

"Hi there!" my mom responded enthusiastically after Mrs. Heffley said their family name. "I'm Julie. This is my husband, Joe, and my daughter, April."

I gave a tiny smile after my mom introduced me.

"Well, I'm Susan, as you already know… This is my husband, Frank, and my sons, Manny," she carried the toddler to her arms, "Greg," she pointed to the middle schooler, who tried to give a smile, "and Rodrick," she pointed to the teenager who had an arrogant look and who obviously can't wait for this meet-up to be over. I was examining his appearance ('cause it looked like he was wearing… eyeliner?) when he suddenly looked directly at my eyes. Then I immediately looked away.

This is gonna be a long night.