Yo. So this is my first fanfiction ever, so go easy on me. I apologize for any grammar or spelling errors, for I have been rudely deprived of caffiene.
Disclaimer:I own nothing, but the plot.
Maya: Nuh-uh. I own the plot. I gave it to you in a dream last night. Remember?
Me: Well, crap.
Max POV
"MAAAAA...AAAAAAAAAA...AAAXXXXX!" A female voice yelled at me from surprisingly close. I rolled over and covered my ears with a pillow. I couldn't take this crap so early in the morning.
"What," I mumbled.
"You've got to wake up," Maya said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"No," I muttered.
"Fine. I'll just have to eat your bacon then," Maya declared.
"I'm up, I'm up!" I responded frantically. Maya, my honestly annoying twin sister, just smirked at me. I rolled out of bed and came to a stop at my rarely used mirror. I sighed. It was Monday, which meant that the dreaded first day of my new school had finally come. Yay. I ran my fingers through my tangled mess of blonde and brown curls. I waltzed my ungraceful way to the shower.
Thirty minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom feeling pretty refreshed but not quite awake yet. I stumbled over Maya and I's closet. I grabbed a gray shirt that read 'First Name: Greatest. Last Name:Ever.' in red letters and a pair of red skinny jeans. Then I headed on to shoes.
Red Converse or red Jordans, I debated inwardly. That wasn't even a choice. I hopped down the stairs as I put my on my gray socks and Converse. Maya and Ella, my other sister, were already downstairs at the breakfast table.
"Its about time," Ella grumbled. I stuck my tongue out and she giggled. I grabbed a plate and stacked it high with scrambled eggs, pancakes, and yes, BACON! I practically inhaled the food, finishing in two minutes flat.
"Um... Max, honey? Eat more slowly next time. Obesity is a major epidemic in children and teens you know," my wonderful mother, Valencia, remarked.
"Wow. Parenting magazine, much?" Maya snickered. Mom shut us up with a look from her trademark brown eyes. The eyes were basically the only way to tell of any relation between Maya, Ella, and I. While Maya and I had blonde/brown hair and tall athletic builds, Ella took more after our mom. She was shorter and had a dark brown mass of curls that reached halfway down her back.
"Come on, girls. I've got to get you all off to school , so I can make it to the office," Mom said. We had just moved from the wonderful sunshine state of Florida to the even more sunny state of Arizona. Phoenix, to be exact. Mom had bought some property to open up a veterinarian clinic, so we had to move west.
"Okay, Mom," we said in unison.
A fifteen minute drive later, we arrived at our new high school. Talk about big. I gaped at the sheer size of the front lawn.
"Daaaaaaamn," Maya exclaimed.
"You can say that again," Ella replied.
"Okay. Daaaaaaamn," Maya repeated. I rolled my eyes, but still couldn't help myself from laughing a bit.
Taking a closer look at the field, I could see the cliques slowly forming before my eyes. The jocks, the cheerleaders, the cute geeks with a life, the dweebs with no life, and the wanderers. Did I mention that we started school a month late? I didn't? Oh, well now you know. This was gonna be an interesting school year. I could feel it.
Fang POV
I stood on a ledge across the street staring at the school building. Same old, same old, I thought to myself. I then saw the telltale flash of a new car in the lot. Please don't be girls, I silently hoped. But then again nothing I wish for actually comes true. Three freaking girls climbed out of the car. And they were all drop dead gorgeous. Wow, sometimes I surprise myself. Sighing, I strolled across the street not worrying about oncoming traffic. My eyes fell on some wooden crosses decorated with flowers stuck on the ground. I cringed. Deaths were sad, but I sucked it up. I knew I had to steel through through the day and avoid the new girls at all costs.
