"Max! Get up and get dressed! We're going to meet the new neighbors!" Grr my mom all I want is sleep I was up late last night with my friends Iggy and JJ. I got up from my bed and stood up. My hair would be a mess and I probably looked drunk.

"MAX NOW!" my mom shouted

"I'm up!" I called back

I'm Max (obviously) I live in California with my mom Dr. Martinez and my sister Ella. my life is simple: eat, school, friends, chocolate chip cookies.

I ran a brush quickly through my hair so I looked half way sane, then threw on my converse jeans and a tee-shirt that stated "Dear math I am not a therapist solve your own problems" New neighbors today I remembered. Great, probably another sexist pig of a jerk who has a billion girlfriends at the same time. Just what I needed (note the sarcasm)

"Max! I get to dress you today!" my Ella states hopping into the kitchen. Ella is basically opposite of me: tan skin dark hair and pretty eyes. Me? Well I have dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and eat like a pig, no I'm not fat or anything but I'm not super-model material…at least I don't think so.

"NO comments Maximum Ride!" Ella said as I opened my mouth in protest. "Mom said I could so you look nice for the new neighbors. She says they have a boy in your grade a girl in mine and twin 7 year olds."

And the torture began.

An hour of pain later Ella spun me around to look into the mirror. She had kept it within my style I still had my purple converse. But other that that I looked different, I had on tight skinny jeans and a turquoise tank-top on. Over that was a white thin shirt so that the blue shirt sowed up under it. She also hit the town with make up I had on blue eye-shadow, dark mascara, and light pink lipstick on. My hair she straightened so that it fell in neat layers over my shoulders.

"I look…" I said trailing off.

"Suburb? Beautiful, magnificent, drop-dead-gorgeous?

"I was gonna go with nice, but okay sure Ella, whatever you say." I said smirking at her attempt of a glare.

We walked downstairs to meet our mom dressed up: also in blue.

"Ready girls?" she asked us

"YES!" squealed, no literally Ella squealed, like a pig. "OMG! I can't wait to meet them! Do you thing the girl in my grade is nice! I hope so!"

I blinked at my sister before grinning "Alright who gave Little Ellies sugar?" Ella attempted to glare at me but failed. mom gave a chuckled before herding us through the front door and over to the new peoples house.

"Max ring the doorbell please." my mom said. i stayed still for a minute before slowly, very slowly pushing the doorbell. i little tune could be heard followed by a distant shout.

then the door flung open to reveal a girl about Ella's age. she had mocha colored skin and crazy poofy hair that had a hairbrush stuck in it. I took a minute deciding if she knew it was there or not. I decided she didn't.

"ZOMG! Are you the new neighbors! well I guess your not the new neighbors i guess we are you know because we moved to your town and you didn't move to our ZOMG! i love your hair its all pretty and blonde, well I guess it's more brown than blonde but you get what i MPH-!"

her rant was cut off as a hand came out of nowhere and covered mouth the girls mouth. my mom and Ella were staring opened mouthed at her but I resisted from fake yawning.

"sorry 'bout that." a voice, I'm guessing it was the owner of the hand. I looked at whoever was talking a boy my age stood there covered in black. i mean black shoes black pants black shirt black hair and black ey- no wait his eyes had flecks of gold and silver in them.

Before anyone realized i was staring at him I replied "I'm Max this is my Mom and Ella." he nodded at them each then welcomed us inside. mom and Ella hurried in but i stayed where I was.

the boy raised an eyebrow at me (by now he let go of girl and she had hurried off) as if to say "you coming?"

I smiled "sweetly" at him before replying " I would like to know the name of who's house I am stepping into"

He smirked at me and said "Fang"