HI READERS. Okay this is a basic fang/max fan fiction. IF THIS IS TOO ADVANCED FOR YOU, THE EXIT IS ON YOUR LEFT THANKS :D If you enjoyed/have questions/have suggestions please review and if you like, follow! Sorry the first chapter is boring, can't really make moving a thrilling adventure.. (NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED) =P OK YOU MAY START READING-

FANG P.O.V-

I stared outside my car window, watching the green hillsides pass by as my mother drove in the Middle of Nowhere, California. After many treacherous hours of watching EVERY SINGLE DISNEY MOVIE with my sister, Angel, on my iPad, we drove up to small quaint house on the side of the beach.

"Welcome to... Home", my mother said to me and my sister.

I picked up my bags and stomped to the front door of the quiet house. Walking in, the house looked a lot bigger on the inside. Echoes bounced off the walls of the house of footsteps against the hardwood floor. Once all our boxes were moved inside the house, the sweaty mover guys got in their truck and drove away, leaving the empty house to my mom, sister, and I. My sister went and examined her room, looking for any monsters in the closet. I heard a scream and ran to where it came on, my sneakers skidding against the pristine wood floors. It turned out Angel found a roach on the windowsill. I disposed of "it" and Angel went and hugged me. "Thanks Fang! Can we watch the Little Mermaid now?" She gave me the Bambi eyes, and.. how could I resist. But I used my strongest willpower and looked away.

"Sorry Ange, but I gotta unpack!"

"Next time? Pleaseee"

I nodded, and went to help my mother unpack. I found her in the living room with cardboard boxes sprawled next to her. "Look Fang, I know you don't like this change, but the neighbors are coming over in an hour, tell Angel to get ready? Oh and can you set the table", my mother pleaded. "Okay." I responded. She got up, and kissed my cheek.

"Thank you Fang, remember use the red tablecloth, the green one is torn" Looking through the boxes, after 15 minutes, I found the dusty red (more orange) tablecloth. "Hey Mom, how many people are coming over?"

"Um... Let's see, 5-6 people, set for 6"

"Ok"

I brushed the dirt off me and got everything ready.

MAX P.O.V

"OMG! Look what I found at the bottom of your closet!" Nudge squealed. She pulled out a skimpy pink dress embedded with sequins and rustled off the years' worth of closet dust.

"Ha no.. There's a reason it was at the bottom of my closet" I grumbled.

Nudge scowled and said "I MEANT can I wear it?"

"Sure, are you planning to join the Kardashians?"

Nudge stuck out her tongue at me and went to the bathroom to try on the barely-even-long-enough-to-be-a-dress dress. My friend Nudge (her real name is Monique) was the TOTAL opposite of me. I stayed in my comfort zone of a tank top and jean short with sandals. Iggy, my twin brother, ran to my room and exclaimed, "Total just… Um.. "did his business" on the carpet."

"And this information helps me how?"

"Because you have to clean it, and I'm blind :P"

Iggy grinned and ran before I could catch that spawn of Satan.

"Max we're leaving! Hurry up! I'll clean the carpet later!" my mother yelled from the other room.

I went to the door, but I didn't feel my phone in my back pocket.. I left my phone in my room! "Crap!", I yelled running up the stairs, my feet stomping against the stairs.

"I'm coming!", I screamed from upstairs, my voice echoing off the bare walls.

"Where is it!?"

Destroying my drawers and checking the bedspreads, my fingers fumbled for my phone as I let out a chain of words that would have gotten me a mouth washing at my church. It wasn't in my room at all; it was stuck between 2 folds of the couch. Another chain of words left my mouth as I left the house, now 20 minutes late to the neighbor's dinner. I bit my lip and ran to the house. When I walked in, I could feel all eyes staring at me. I took the only seat not taken, next to a boy my age with tussled black hair and black jeans.

FANG P.O.V-

This tastes horrible...

I thought to myself as I played with the fork, making the gravy avalanche into the mashed potatoes on my plate.

"So.. Nick, how do you like the meatloaf?" the neighbor's mom asked.

"Great.." I mumbled, even topping it off with a fake smile. The front door opened, with a girl my age behind it. A whirl of sandy blond hair appeared next to me as she hoisted herself onto the only available seat left; next to the one and only Fang Griffiths.. Suddenly, I felt butterflies in my stomach.. It must be the spongy meatloaf. "I'm sorry I'm late! But I'm here now!" she exclaimed. I said to her, "We are welcomed with your presence" She smiled at me and said "Hi I'm Max.

"Just call me Fang, the greatest person you'll ever meet"

"I doubt that", Max said sarcastically "And Fang? Are you going through a vampire stage?"

"It's a nickname... see because I have a fanged canine from when I chipped it", I exclaimed. Max and I chatted through-out the dinner.

"So which school are you going to?" Max asked

"Northside High"

"Awesome! I go there too!"

"Well, that is the only school around here"

"Hey Nudge! Fang's goin' to Northside too!"

Nudge was too engaged in a conversation with Iggy about if it's ok to dress up your dog everyday

"So, Iggy's your twin brother?!"

"Maybe…"

"You guys look NOTHING alike! No offense"

"Offense taken, just kiddin!" Max exclaimed as she playfully punched my arm. When they left, I still had a smile on my face, even though my life is depressing enough. After a while I knew why.

I have a crush on Max Batchelder.

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