So maybe some of you guys saw that I had this story taken down a few months ago. But I decided to redo it. The first chapter is the same but now I'll be building on it that I'm a better writer now. So yeah. Enjoy.

Chapter One

Max's POV:

I was so tired. The entire day had just sucked the energy right out of me. I had gotten my math test back today in third period and was greeted with a big fat "F" on the top in red marker. This was slightly annoying but not at all surprising. Then during lunch Phoebe's lab partner broke the news to me that she and Cole were going to the winter formal together. For some reason that bothered me a little too much for my own good. So that bad news (that I still refuse to confront and work through why I'm upset about it) ruined my perfectly good pizza. Phoebe ruined pizza day for me. Was there anything she couldn't ruin? Well apparently she wasn't ruining Cole's winter formal night. They were probably gonna have a blast. Then, since I was grumpy, in sixth period I said the wrong thing and my winter formal date canceled on me. So by the time I got home, I was drained. The first thing I saw when I walked through the front door was Phoebe curled up on the couch with her thick snowflake blanket wrapped around her curvy body. She was sporting a baggy, one-shoulder shirt and some black sweat pants. Her makeup had been removed and her hair was up in a messy bun. An empty bowl sat beside her and a cup of what looked like iced tea was resting gently in her hand.

"Put the makeup back on." I scoffed as I dropped my school bag by the door and walked across the room and behind the couch to look over her shoulder at the show she was watching.

"You could use some too." She turned around and looked up at me with a studious look on her face.

"There is not a blemish on this face."

"I beg to differ." Then before I could make a comeback, she took my chin in her hand and yanked my head down so my face was at her level. Only centimeters of air were in between us as she turned my head back and forth. Her huge, chocolate eyes were extra shiny today and I was suddenly tempted to just close off the space between us with a kiss. "Humph." She pushed me away. The few precious moments were gone.

"See," I stammered, trying to regain my cool, "not a blemish."

"Sh." Phoebe shushed me and pointed to the TV. "This is a new episode."

"Are you still watching that?" I began to laugh. "That's the stupidest show on the planet!"

"Laguna Beach is good." She sighed. "So much drama."

"Exactly," I shook my head as I made my way to the kitchen, "wayyyy too much drama."

"I heard your winter formal date dumped you." She called. I sighed. The entire school had heard. Not only was it humiliating in front of my friends, but now that Phoebe knew, it was the first time that she had a date while I didn't. I growled in my throat and slammed a cupboard shut with force. "Throwing a tantrum?"

"No." I muttered as I stepped back into the living room with a juice box in hand. "And before you blab my ears out, yes, I did hear that Cole asked you."

"You did? News spreads fast. Isn't it great?!" she paused the show and turned to look at me as I made my way to the entrance to my lair.

"Sure, yeah, great." I feigned sarcasm.

"What's your problem?" her brows furrowed. Then her eyes widened and a huge smile encompassed her face. "Are you jealous?" she jumped up. "You so are! Because I have a date and you don't!"

"Shut up, I am not jealous of my dorky twin sister." I brushed off the idea. She just laughed and walked over to me and put a hand on my shoulder. 'Don't touch me anymore' I pleaded with her inside my head. 'If you do I'll throw you up against a wall and do things we'll both regret'.

"Is little Maxy jealous?" was she really talking baby talk to me?

"Get a life." I rolled my eyes and jumped into the slide and she was gone.

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Phoebe's POV:

That night at dinner, Max was sulking. He was totally jealous. It was great to finally feel like I was on top tonight. Max wouldn't always beat me. He better start getting used to it now.

"Max, anything bothering you?" Mom asked him gently.

"His winter formal date dumped him." Billy spoke up immediately.

"You had to tell everyone?!" Max growled at me. I was already busting up laughing.

"I didn't tell him." I giggled. "Like I said, news spreads fast."

"To the elementary school?!" Max looked exasperated.

"Pretty much." Billy nodded.

"Well sorry, Son." Dad clapped Max on the shoulder. "But maybe you'll find an even better girl by the time of the dance.

"All the good ones are taken." Max grumbled and continued to pick at his green beans.

"Like Pheebs!" Nora gushed.

"You got asked?" Mom turned to me, her face lighting up.

"Well, yeah." I looked down bashfully. "Cole is a really sweet guy."

"Honey, that's wonderful!" my mom looked over at my dad. "Our little girl is growing up so fast!"

"Time flies." Dad was shaking his head.

"I can't wait to pick out a dress." I suddenly was captivated by a wave of excitement. "And to do my hair and nails and makeup! I'll get all pretty!"

"You're always pretty." Mom patted my shoulder. I looked across the table and gave Max a look. "Some people don't think so." I muttered. I made sure he heard though. I kicked him hard under the table. He grunted as the table shook and the plates rattled.

"Kids?" Mom looked at all of us disapprovingly.

"Oh Mom!" I changed the subject. "So can you drop me off at the mall on Friday so I can go shopping for a dress?" Mom seemed to think about it, then she straightened up.

"I would, but I just remembered, your father and I were going to talk to you about this." She looked over at Dad.

"Oh right!" Dad nodded. "Kids, your mom and I have booked an extended weekend away in Hawaii."

"Hawaii?" I was confused. "Why would you choose now to take us all to Hawaii?"

"That's the catch." Mom gave a meek smile. "It's just your father and I. For our anniversary." Mom and Dad's anniversary! I was a terrible daughter! I had completely forgotten!

"Where will we go?" Billy asked.

"Not grandma and grandpa's house?" Nora begged.

"I was thinking you could each stay at your friends' houses." Dad explained. Billy and Nora cheered. Max and I groaned.

"Dad, I can't stay at Cherry's!" I whined. "I have too much stuff I need here! Plus, I'd get too tired of Cherry if I had to stay with her for over three days."

"And I need my lair." Max added. "What happens if something goes wrong? We need to be here in case people need to contact us." Now I knew Max just wanted to have the house to himself. He didn't really care if something went wrong.

"Well I suppose you two could stay here if you really wanted…." Mom began to think out loud.

"Really?!" Max and I both jumped up.

"Now wait just a minute. Time out." Dad held up his hands. "There would be some strict rules." Max and I both sat back down quietly. "You two would have to call every morning and evening. You'd have jobs to do like getting the mail, taking out the garbage, doing the dishes, watering Mom's plants, cleaning up after yourselves, and locking up at night."

"And you two would have to get along." Mom added. "I don't want this to turn into some battle zone."

"That won't happen." Max promised. Although I could see the lie in his eyes. His eyes. They were a perfect amber, almost honey but a little darker.

"And there would still be a curfew. And number one rule: no parties. You can have your very good friends over, and only for a few hours. No large groups of people, no texting our address around, nothing broken or damaged. Got it?" Mom was laying down the law.

"Got it." Max and I both chanted in unison.

"We won't let you down." I said as everyone stood up and started clearing their plates and cups.

"Yeah the house is in good hands." Max smiled, but then ran into me and dropped his glass which immediately shattered all over the floor. We all stopped and looked at him.

"And Phoebe will be in charge." Dad smiled at Max