DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN MR SADLY JP DOES

MAX P.O.V.

Oh, my- Ithought before I was cut off by an annoying voice that I think is my conscience

You better finish that with gosh! It snarled. (I wanted the voice to be a little mean in this story)

I stared with my jaw hanging open at the two new vehicles that were both for me- generosity granted towards my adoptive mother and father. They had gotten me a Ducati 848 in black and a Ferrari F430 in black as well. If you haven't picked up lately, my favorite color is black. My adoptive mother is a vet. Her name is Dr. Valencia Martinez and my adoptive father is a scientist whose name is Jeb Batchleder. They have 3 other children Ella (12), Angel (6), and Gazzy (8). No need to explain Gazzy's name it's pretty self explanatory.

I have a best friend, his name is Iggy. Iggy is the world's best chef. Yes I know he, Iggy's a boy but we love each other as brother and sister nothing more nothing less. Tomorrow we start our sophomore year in high school. Yippee *sarcasm*.

When we pulled up in my new Ferrari I felt like a Lissa. Oh, yeah forgot. Lissa is the school's tramp. She dates a guy for a week then the next week she's dating a new guy. She wears the shortest skirts ever, tightest and shortest shirts ever, and the world's highest heels. She always pulls her shirts down to make her breasts look bigger and she has fiery red hair.

Nudge – Ella's friend- and Ella managed to get me into skinny black jeans a tight black tank top and a blue and white plaid shirt that went over the tank top but wasn't buttoned. I got to wear my favorite black low-top converses though.

"Max who's that?" Iggy said pointing to a guy on a black Harley wearing a black leather jacket and black everything pretty much.

"Don't know" I replied pretty hot if you ask me I thought. Almost as he read my mind Iggy said-

"why don't you ask him out maxie I think he'll say yes" Ig said.

"maybe gotta know his name first by the way we have band practice today" I said

"kay see ya" and with that he got out of my car and me and Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome stared into each others eyes and for a second there I smiled.

Well better get torture out of the way.