Welcome to my newest story! First of all some background information about my OC, Max. This story is told in her POV. Enjoy!

Maxime Nicole Stan is a 16 year old teenager from Ireland. She moved to America around age 2. There she became friends with April O'Neil. Around age 11 she was forced to move back to Ireland due to her father's work. But with some convincing by her and her older sister, she and Miranda, who has aspirations of becoming a movie star, are back in America.

Max is also carrying a secret from not only her dearest friend, but also from her newest friends as well. One that is going to haunt her, even in New York.

Chapter One
New York 2018

I never expected to see April again. Sure, she had been my friend since we were, I believe 3 or something, but you never know with long distance friendships. But I was finally going to see her again. Now that we, meaning me and my sister Miranda were back in New York, it seemed like yesterday we left. It even felt like we never left.

We finally arrived at our appartment. The building seemed in a pretty good state. Miranda handeled finances so she choose the building. I raised an eyebrow at it though, something was bothering me. Miranda might've been in charge of the finances, she wasn't always good with other people. Meaning, I might not even have a room.

"Mim", I said.

Miranda swung around, her blonde hair waving after her body. She definitely dyed it. She denied it to anyone who asks, but we're siblings and the rest of our siblings, alongside our entire family had dark-or lighter brown hair. But she had this idea that being blonde made you more like an actrice, so here we are.

"Yes?", she asked. I grabbed my bags and walked with her toward the entrance of the building. "I appreciate you getting us a place to live and all.. but..", I started. Miranda dropped her bags on the stairs and grabbed her keys out of her jacket pocket. "But what?", she snarled. Yep, definitely in that mood again. "Maxie, of course I've thought about my little sister!", she said.

She grabbed her bags and literally kicked the door in. I sighed and walked behind her, taking the time to close the door by setting my bags down and using my hands to close the door. Miranda always had a knack for the dramatics.

Our appartment was on the second floor. It was a pretty spacious room, with an open living kitchen area. On the left and right were a total of three doors. Two bedrooms and one bathroom. I immediately made a mental note to wake up early tomorrow, since Miranda liked hogging the bathroom for at least an hour. My brothers and I once tried to convince her that she didn't need all that stuff to be pretty. But.. to no avail.

Miranda went into the room on the right and closed the door behind her. "Well, guess that's her room, then", I shrugged and went into the room on the left. It wasn't the widest room, but it was a pretty long room with one huge window that led to the fire-escape.

I took a glance around the room. It had a good bed, a desk with chair and a closet. I grabbed my bag I left near the door and started to unpack my clothes, hanging them in the closet. While I was busy, my phone started ringing. It was either my brothers, my other sister, my parents or April. I finished with my favorite shirt and ran over to my bag.

The lit up screen showed April's name. I smiled and slid the green icon to the left to answer. "Max! I heard you were in New York!", April said excitedly. I sat down on the bed, looking at the white wall. I really need to paint this room. "Yeah, just arrived in our new appartment. You know Miranda and finding places right?", I said. On the other side of the line I heard a few other people and April hushing them. "Friends?", I asked. April made an agreeing sound. "Actually, they want to meet you", I groaned a bit. I was social, just not that social to meet random strangers my friends know. Besides I just moved in here.

"Max, come on. You'll never meet people with an attitude like that", April said, "Hold on, I have to use the bathroom!",

I rolled my eyes. I let myself rest my head on my pillow and murmerd: "Stupid bathroom breaks".

I heard a chuckle coming from the other side of the line, one that was a few tones lower than April's voice. "You seriously just said that?", it questioned. Well, not to assume genders or anything, but 'it' seemed like a 'he'. "Yeah. Yeah, I did. 16 years old and still saying that. Got a problem?", I asked. Again a chuckle. "Not at all, I'm impressed so far",

I sat up on my bed with my eyebrows furrowed. What the hell was this person on? And most importantly, who was he?

"So you're coming over tonight?", he asked me. This time it was me who was chuckling. "Are you asking me out, mystery man?", I joked. "It's Leo, so no mystery man for you and it depends.. if you want to meet us tonight or not",

In the background I heard some other guy cheering, must've been his friend or something. This made the invitation a little bit more fun. Ever since I broke it off with my boyfriend of 4 years, Nathan, I have been looking for someone. Maybe not a relationship, but I do lack the company. "Max, are you still there? I'm sorry, I must've left my phone on the table while I was to the bathroom", April said to me. I blinked. Where did that guy go? "Yeah it's fine. You know what April? I'll meet those friends of yours", I said. April made a happy sound.

"Great! I'll pick you up around 7, we'll need to take a special route to get there", she said and hung up. I smiled at the phone screen but was still a little confused. What kinda special route did she mean? I snapped my fingers. I had about 1,5 hour and needed a dress. I got up from my bed and walked over to the livingroom. Miranda was sitting on the couch watching some sort of soap tv show I had no idea about.

"Mim, I'm going out tonight, I'm meeting April and some of her friends.. So...", before I could finish my question, Miranda jumped off the couch and smiled at me. "You need a dress!", she said. She grabbed my arm and dragged me into her bedroom.

This was going to take a while.