Disclaimer: i don't own Maximum Ride
~~~~ Max pov ~~~~
It's eleven at night and we are finally here. My new house. I thought to myself as i got out of the car.
"Max will you please get your head out the clouds, I need help with these last boxes?" My mom asked me. She had dark skin, jet black hair and even darker eyes. Those eyes could give death glares that could possibly kill and were usually used on me.
We had moved to get away from my father. I personally hope we never see him again. See my dad was a really abusive alcoholic in every sense of the word. It was only me though, he only hit me and I know this sounds weird but that's what i hated most. I love my family but I hate being hit everyday. It's not that i wanted him to hit anyone else it was just that i didn't want to be getting hit, i have scars from it both physically and emotionally.
On a happy side most of our stuff was already in the house we went in and had a quick tour. This house was huge, well probably not to most people but to us it was. We had come from a freaking trailer for Christ sakes. Our house had a room for each me, my mom, Ella and Nudge. There was also three bathrooms. Meaning we all didn't have to share, which is a miracle when you lived with all girls. There was a main floor and a basement and an attic which my mom said we had to save for tomorrow. That I didn't get but hey that was okay with me.
~~~~ Fang pov ~~~~
It was eleven o'clock and i had just gotten off the phone with my girlfriend Brigid. I was getting ready for bed when I saw a car pull up into the driveway next door. That house had been for sale for three days before someone bought it. My brother hoped some really a girl moved in, my sister wanted a girl that would take her shopping, and my younger brother hoped they had a dog.
I just hoped that it was someone that I could get along with. Most of the people at school like me, but that's just because they are scared of me. That's just because I don't talk a lot, just when I have to. It's not that I don't have anything to say its just that I never think it's the right time to say it. Well three girls and a women got out of the truck, and a dog.
"Yo Fang, do you see 'em?" Iggy asked. He was a year younger than me at 16, so yes for all you math geniuses i am 17. He looked like he had stuck his finger in a light socket, the tips of his blonde hair was died black, he was just a little bit taller than me but not as built. He wasn't a pole or anything he was just you know skinny, didn't mean anyting he could probably bench press about as much as an NFL lineman. Right now he was standing by the window looking out.
" WOW the older one is Hot!!" Iggy said.
"What?" I hadn't really looked at them just kinda glanced.
" Ya come see," he motioned for me to come over. " I don't think she's my type though you would probably get along with her great."
Well he was right. She did look great even this far away. Her hair was blonde with like brown in it, I think its called dirty blonde, it was just past her shoulders ans kinda wavy. She wasn't tall but not short enough to be called to be called petite either. From here you could tell she had curves but it wasn't because she was flounting them, you could just tell that they were there. But wait I had a girlfriend, I didn't need to be thinking or looking at this new girl.
"Wonder what's she is like?" Iggy asked.
" Ya," I said. It was so quite that I doubt that he heard, sure enough he just turned and walked out.
That night I went to sleep wondering what the new girls were going to be like, especially the blonde haired one.