Today was the day we had to move to a new state. I didn't want to move but my mom's job spilt up and moved to three states: Tennessee, Indiana, and New York, and knowing that I only wanted to go to Tennessee because I had been to the other two states before and they were too crowded for us so we went with Tennessee.

But the only thing I really liked was the house. I guessed it was bigger than the other house we had in Alabama. It was beautiful, I have to say. It had four bedrooms, two bathrooms, a dining and living room, a huge kitchen, a swimming pool, and hot tub. The only thing I knew that would make it better was if it was in Alabama with my old friends but maybe I would have some new ones. Who knew?

Since Ella and I had to go to school in five days we went shopping the next day for the stupid school uniforms, white or black pants and a collared shirt. Well, the not-so-good thing was that my sister, Ella, loved shopping while I hated it so I'm usually whiny when I go shopping especially when she keeps nagging me about buying more than Ella told me we would go to only one store because our dress code was simple but when we got to the first store they had nothing we could use so we kept looking and finally came to one that had everything we needed. The next thing I know an hour shopping trip turned into a five hour shopping trip. About an hour after we found the store we went home.

When I got my clothes put up I went and hit the bed while dreading the next four days.

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Since tomorrow was the first day going to our new school mom took us out to eat at Applewood Farmhouse. When we got seated I said, "Mom what if we moved for nothing? What if this job pays you less than the other one?"

"Max," Mom began, "If that happens then we have to live with it."

"Mom, I know that but then what was the point of moving here?"

"Well if that did happen there was no point in moving here but we would still live because that's the way life works so stop complaining, Max."

"Yes, Ma'am," I said defeatedly. After we got done eating, we went home and got up all of our stuff for school tomorrow. Then I went to sleep immediately when I hit the bed.

Today was the day, the day I went to eleventh grade and a new school. I was not that excited but I was kinda bored staying at home the last few days. I had to go to the office to get my school books and schedule I had to get there earlier. So when I got to the school I went straight to the office and was met by tall, dark-haired boy. I was confused as to what to say or what to do so I went with the first thing that went through my head.

"Hi, my name is Maximum Ride, but call me Max for short."

"Well, hi, Max, my name is Fang," Fang said.

"Well excuse me but I have to get my schedule," I said back politely.

"Oh I'm so sorry," Fang said apologetically and moved aside to let me through.

When I got to the desk the lady said, "Oh, you must be Maximum. We're on a tight schedule; I will just get your books and schedule and Fang will tell you what you want to know, won't you, Fang?"

"Yes, ma'am," Fang replied. The lady handed me my stuff and we left the office.

I followed Fang to our lockers; mine was right next to his. While I was putting my books up I asked, "Fang what do you have next?"

He replied, "English."

"Cool, me too," I replied. I followed Fang to English and introduced myself to the teacher.

"Hi, Mrs. Franklin, I'm Maximum Ride but if you don't mind call me Max for short." I said politely.

"Well, hi. No, I have no problem calling you Max. The only table open is the one next to Fang's so you have to sit there and I hope you have a good day," Mrs. Franklin replied sweetly.

I went to Fang's table and sat down while Mrs. Franklin talked about the test coming up. When the bell rang for us to go to second period I asked Fang if we could compare our schedules and to my surprise I had every class but fifth and eighth with him.

When fourth was over, we headed to lunch to meet Fang's friends. I'd already met Iggy in third period; he really wasn't one I would hang around a lot because he was the one who always unsuccessfully flirted with the girls, including me, by telling them they looked good and winking at them so I was not a fan of his. When we got to the lunch room and got our food then sat down to eat Fang introduce me to Nudge, who was in the ninth grade and Gazzy, who was in sixth grade.

They were really good people; Nudge the nonstop talker was the funniest; I would hang with her the most except for Fang, Gazzy was okay; he was always cracking lames jokes, Iggy was still trying to get me to go out with him, and Fang was the one I liked the best because he was quiet and only talked when spoken to. They were getting along pretty well even with me. Nudge and Iggy would laugh at Gazzy's jokes, Fang would laugh every now and then and tell Nudge that she needed to talk about something they all liked since we would have to listen to her nonstop talking, and Nudge and I would tell Iggy to get a life and ask somebody else out.

Then I went and found out Iggy was in my fifth and eighth period classes, so they weren't the funniest classes I ever had because again I wanted to slap him because he was all on top of me but I held back because I knew even then he would still act like that. When the bell rang ending eighth period I was ready to go home and take a nap and that was exactly what I did when I went home: I went to the couch and fell asleep.