Chapter One

Moving Day

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Max P.O.V.

Beep, beep, beep, beep. I woke to the sound of my alarm clock.

"Ugh" I sigh. Who wakes up at 5:30 in the morning? I guess I do. I trudge to my bathroom and throw on my monster t-shirt, black skinny jeans, black converse and walk to the kitchen. Mmmmmm, that smells SO good. My mom is a great cook. This morning she cooked bacon, eggs, and pancakes. Sadly I didn't inherit that gift. The only thing I can cook is craft Mac & cheese.

"Good morning sweetie. Sleep well?" my mother said tiredly.

"Yeah I was perfectly fine until I woke up." I stated

See, we are moving to a tiny town in California because my dad got a new job. My little, brother, Gazzy, is ecstatic about it. But if you ask me it's the stupidest idea I have ever heard. I mean I'm 18, 19 this Saturday. I should be able to get an apartment here in Florida but no my parents said that was to far away. I'm going to get a job being a baby sitter (insert my pretending to stick my finger in my mouth) and working at the mall. Oh joy. Also, I'm going to take a before collage class there. It was during the summer too. I'm so happy. (Note the sarcasm).

"Sweetie, please be nice today the movers will be here in 2 hours," my dad asked.

"Fine" I say while I get my plate full of every thing my mom made.

"I'm going to paint my room blue, put dinosaurs, big pillows..." he tried to say while I put my hand over Gazzy mouth.

"Hey! What was that for" he said after I took my hand of his mouth

"It was to make you be quiet" I yelled I his face.

I trudged to my room and packed the rest of my stuff. After that I called my friend Caitlin.

"Hey, I'm gonna miss ya" Caitlin sighed.

"Yeah, it's going to be hard not being with you." I replied.

"Well, you can fly to my house any time you want." she said

"Thanks it helps to know that my BFF will be there for me" I sighed.

I heard my mom yell that movers were here and I have to go.

"My mom said the movers are here so got to go. Call you later. Kay?"

"Kay."

At 6 p.m. we headed out to go to the airport to fly to California while the movers move our stuff to California.

"Gate 3 open for flight to California" the person over the intercom said.

"Ugh!" I complained. "That is all the way at the opposite end. We were just over there."

"It's okay. We can just walk back over there. It's not the end of the world." my mom tried to reinsure me.

"It is since we have to move." I mumbled.

"What was that?" my mom asked.

"Nothing." I told her.

Finally, we got on the plane. I sat in between this sweaty fat guy and my dad. It took about 10 hours to get there.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh air. I mean I've been in the air for 10 hours so I guess I mean Ahhhhhhh land." I yelled in joy.

"Let's rent a car. Okay everybody get your stuff and let's go." my mom reinforced.

When we got to our house my little brother screamed in excitement. The place was huge. It had a garden in that front lawn. It also had a swing set to. I tried to act like I didn't care but it was hard cause it was soo beast.

"Soo do you like it?" my mom asked me.

"Yeah its fine I guess." I said trying so hard not to act like I like it.

Then I went up to my room. My room is in the attic, so if you guessed it is sooooo horrible ding, ding, ding we have a winner. The walls are pink. PINK. Who paints there room pink? I flopped down onto my bed and fell asleep. ZZZZZZZZZZ.

We're sorry it was so horrible but it will get better as the story goes on. She'll meet Fang tomorrow! Yay. Please review and I will send you a virtual hug.