New Town Love
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Ok, onto the story….
Max's POV
"I still don't understand why we had to move," I grumbled. That wasn't the truth. In fact, it was far from it. I knew exactly why we had had to move. Mom and Jeb, her second husband and not my dad, had gotten a divorce. Mom couldn't stay in the house anymore because of too many memories and moved from perfect Colorado to rainy and boring Oregon. Just perfect. I'd left my two best friends behind, Kate and Star, but the person I regretted leaving the most was my boyfriend of two years, Sam. I broke up with him because of the move. I was still so sad and wrapped up about him.
Mom pulled the car into the driveway of our new house. It was in the suburbs and we had a ton of new neighbors, some of whom I hoped were cool people my age that I could hang out with. The house wasn't big, but it was ok. It was painted grey with white trim.
As soon as Mom parked the car, I jumped out, pulling my backpack and duffel out behind me. Mom threw me the keys to the front door and I instinctively raised my hand and caught them. I unlocked the door and stepped inside.
The living room, kitchen, and dining room were almost like one big room. There was an island in front of the obvious kitchen, but other that they were bare. Down the hall there were four bedrooms and two bathrooms. Like I said, not big, but it was nice. I walked down the hall, glancing back at the kitchen. Won't be spending a lot of time in there.
I looked in all four bedrooms, but eventually decided on the second one. It was airy and had a big window facing the back yard. Just as I had put my backpack and duffel down, claiming the bedroom as mine, two U-hauls pulled into the drive way.
I ran back outside, eager to start putting together our new house. Mom and Ella, my little sister, were waiting patiently by the door of the first U-haul, while the driver unlocked the door.
Mom reached inside as soon as the mover had gotten out of the way. She started pulling out boxes labeled 'Kitchen Supplies' and 'Pictures'. I reached for the boxes labeled 'Max's Stuff' and 'Don't Touch Max's Stuff'. I set all my boxes on the lawn and off to the side. I wasn't in a big hurry to unpack. I went over and carried one of Ella's heavier boxes that she was having trouble with. Then, behind all of our boxes was the furniture. I reached for the couch. Both of the drivers stepped up to take it. "I got it," I growled at them. They looked at me uncertain that I could actually take it. I smiled a sickly sweet smile then returned my attention to the couch.
"Max, let the men help you," Mom chided me. I put my hands on my hips and whirled around to face her. I don't need help moving the couch and Mom knows it. I shot her a glare, not one of my full scale glares, but a good one, and turned back around. I climbed into the U-haul and picked up the front end of the couch and slid it out of the moving truck. The men moved forward warily to take the couch, but I shot them one of my full scale death glares. They quickly backed away. I'm Maximum Ride after all. My death glare is usually enough to melt most people on the spot.
With the couch out of the U-haul, I moved so I was standing in the middle of it. I glanced over at Mom and Ella. They had started unloading a few boxes and small things like lamps, from the second U-haul. I bent over and put one hand under the couch, and I grabbed the back of the couch with my other hand. I stood back up and slowly the couch came with me. I then had it in the air. I started walking to the front door. I stopped, set down the couch, and opened the door. I turned around to pick up the couch again, only to find a boy with blue eyes, and spiky blonde hair with the tips dyed vibrant green standing there.
"Hi," he greeted. The boy looked about my age. He was bouncing up and down on his toes. I smiled, unsure what to make of him.
"I'm Gazzy," he introduced. "I live next door. Do you need help moving the couch?" I shook my head. Gazzy had gestured to a tan house with black trim. It had a manicured lawn with flowerbeds up against the house. A little rock path ran through the middle of the lawn leading to the front door.
"Nope. I got the couch. The name's Max, by the way," I introduced myself. I picked up the couch again and shoved it through the door. Gazzy followed me inside without invitation. I pushed the couch into the living room and against a wall, under a window. I turned around to exit the new house.
"You're strong," Gazzy commented. I flashed him a sheepish smiled and shrugged. I headed back outside with Gazzy as my tail.
When I walked over to Ella, I saw her talking to a girl about my age. The girl had curly blonde hair and the same blue eyes as Gazzy. She was like the female version of Gazzy. "Hey Gaz. This is Ella. Ella this is Gaz," the girl introduced my sister and Gazzy. Gazzy nodded his head in greeting. I stepped up to introduce myself.
"I'm Maximum, but call me Max, or else. Who are you?" I asked bluntly. I gazed expectantly at the girl. Her blonde curls bounced as she walked over to me, obviously not fazed by my rudeness.
"I'm Angelique, but you can call me Angel. I'm Gazzy's twin sister. What grade are you in? Gaz and I are juniors," she said flashing her bright blue eyes at me. Angel sure was cute. I smiled at her.
"I'm a junior, too. Ella here is a sophomore," I replied for the both of us. Ella nodded her head. Mom chose that moment to walk up to us. She smiled cheerfully at Angel and Gazzy.
"I'm Dr. Martinez, Max and Ella's mom," she greeted our new neighbors. Angel and Gazzy smiled and introduced themselves. The twins offered to help us move boxes, and Mom gratefully accepted the help. I picked up one end of the second couch and as soon as it was out of the truck, Gazzy picked up the other end and grinned at me. I grinned back and silently accepted the help from my new neighbor, can't be mad at everyone.
"Thanks Angel. Thanks Gazzy. I can't believe we are done already," I remarked, shocked by our progress. All of the boxes and furniture were now inside.
"We're having a party later tonight. People your age from school are going to be there. Why don't you and Ella come? Party starts at 6:30," Angel invited. I assured them I would be there, and then Angel and Gazzy hopped over the fence separating our houses.
I walked back into the house and into the bedroom Ella had picked. She had all of her boxes spread out and open. She also had a box of hangers. She was hanging clothes in her closet, no longer able to stand the idea of her clothes being folded and wrinkled. I'm not really one for fashion, but Ella did have good taste, and she'd probably force me into one of her outfits for the party anyways, so I might as well view my options.
I plopped onto the floor next to my baby sister, and picked up a hanger and a sparkly green shirt. Ella raised an eyebrow. I just shrugged. "Gazzy and Angel invited us over for a party later," I said nonchalantly. Ella squealed. She wrapped her arms around me, crushing my lungs. I pried off her arms and breathed deeply. Ella squealed again.
I helped Ella finish hanging the mountain of clothes she deemed closet worthy. Somehow her basketball shorts and sweats didn't make the cut. I pulled out my iPod and checked the time. "Ells, its 4:30. That took forever. Why do you have so many clothes?" I asked. Ella's head shot up.
"Max, we have to get ready," she shrieked, not bothering to answer my question. I shrugged and hauled myself up off the floor. I walked to my room and opened one of the boxes with my clothes in it. I found what I was looking for, black jeans. I shoved the first box out of the way and grabbed a second clothes box. In this one I grabbed a purple shirt with gold streaks across it. I threw them on and bypassed my normal black converse that I've worn to death, since I knew Ella wouldn't let me wear them anyways. Instead, I put on black combat boots with gold studs. I grabbed my phone and iPod and slipped them into my back pockets. I tugged a brush through my dirty blonde hair and went to check Ella's approval.
"Not bad, Max, but you would still look wayyyyy cuter in one of my skirts, even though I'm not wearing a skirt. I have the perfect jacket for you. Oh, and you should let me pick out some earrings for you. You'll look soooooooo cute," Ella rambled. I just nodded, not sure what I was getting myself into. Ella left the bathroom and her makeup to find 'the perfect jacket and earrings'. I glared at Ella's makeup bag. I hate that bag and not just 'cause its pink. I loathe pink. I looked away as Ella reentered. She was carrying a black leather jacket. She handed me the jacket, and I put it on. I checked the pockets for the earrings Ella had said she was getting. I didn't find any, but I wasn't about to complain.
I looked Ella over. She had put on bright green super skinny jeans and a silver top. Her hair was up in a messy bun, waiting to be dealt with. She had on a bit of makeup and silver heart shaped earrings. Ella was beautiful. I smiled at my sister, a tad jealous of how stunning she looked. "Ella, you're beautiful," I breathed out. She smiled and blushed, but stayed quiet for a few seconds. Then, Ella shooed me out of the bathroom so she could finish her makeup. I rolled my eyes, but left.
An hour later put me at the kitchen island. I was sitting on one of the stools we had brought inside, explaining that Ella and I were going to a party next door. Mom just kept nodding her head as she made spaghetti. Ella walked out, finally done with her makeup and hair. Her hair was unnaturally shiny and straight. She had used the flat iron again. I stand up and walk to the door, throwing a good bye over my shoulder. Ella shut the door behind her and we both walked out onto the lawn. I looked over and raised an eyebrow at Ella. She nodded and smiled. Sometimes we can read each other's minds. We hopped the fence into Gazzy and Angel's yard.
We strolled up to the door at 6:35, fashionably late. Ella knocked on the door and it was opened by none other than our favorite blonde boy, Gazzy. He smiled and waved us into the house.
It was rather nice. Pictures hung on the walls and there was a book case full of old antique books. There were also two curio cabinets filled with antiques. He led us into the kitchen. The kitchen had marble counter tops and stainless steel pots and utensils.
Angel was talking with a girl with dark brown frizzy hair and cocoa skin. Two tall dudes leaned up against one wall talking. One was clad in all black and even had black hair and eyes. The other had strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. A pizza box lay open on the counter. Everyone was comfortable. They were all obviously good friends. I felt a bit like an intruder.
As soon as Angel saw us, she grabbed the other girl's wrist and dragged her over to us. "I'm Monique, but no one calls me that. They call me Nudge. What's your name?" she asked very quickly. You could tell she was a motor mouth.
"I'm Max. This is my sister Ella. We just moved here," I explained. Nudge and Ella got into a conversation about fashion and some other crap I didn't feel like listening to, so I walked up to the dudes whispering by the wall.
"Hi," I said. Both boys turned to look at me. "My name's Max Ride." The blue eyes on spoke first.
"I'm Iggy. That's Fang," he said jerking a thumb at the other boy. The boy in black was silent for a few moments, but spoke when Iggy elbowed him in the ribs.
When he did speak his voice was rough and low. He said, "Isn't Max a boy's name?" That got me mad. I hate when people assume that Max is a boy's name and I'm some weird exception to the rule.
I put my hands on my hips. "Isn't Fang a dog's name?" I retorted. I raised my eyebrows. He smirked.
"Touché," Fang replied. I let a grin cover my face as my hands dropped back to my sides.
Fang's POV
Max was cute. She definitely rocked those combat boots and jacket with confidence that even Nudge could pull off. She was also funny. I stole a glance at Iggy. He was talking to Max about her moving here and starting school tomorrow. He occasionally glanced over Max's shoulder at Max's sister, Ella. Ella and Nudge were definitely hitting it off.
I was content just to listen to Max and Iggy talk. Most of the time, I just looked at Max and tried to learn a lot about her. I didn't need to ask any questions, all my questions were voiced by my friends. No talking from me, totally working for me.
I looked up to see Gazzy staring at me. I locked eyes with him. He raised his eyebrows twice, the tapped his elbow. That was our code for, "What to go shoot hoops?" I nodded, tapped Iggy's arm three times then squeezed his wrist. He nodded. Gaz headed for the back door. Max looked at me expectantly.
"What was that?" she asked. I just shrugged.
"We're gonna go shoot some hoops," Iggy explained.
"Can I come?"
"Sure, that is, if you can shoot."
"Of course I can shoot. What? You think just 'cause I'm a girl I can't shoot?"
"Just wondering." Max snorted. She followed us outside. Gaz had already gotten his ball off the shelf in the garage. He was shooting at the hoop in his back yard. He raised an eyebrow when he saw Max, but quickly shrugged it off.
I raised my hands and Gaz passed me the ball. I shot, and the ball sunk right into the hoop. I high- fived Iggy. Max looked unimpressed. I don't know why, but I wanted to impress Max.
Gazzy passed the ball to Max next. She took three steps back from where I was standing and the closed her eyes. Iggy, Gaz, and I watched as Max took one step forward and launched the ball through the air. We saw the ball swish through the net. Iggy's mouth dropped open. Gazzy looked stunned. I kept my unemotional mask, but my eyes widened just a bit. Max, a girl, had just swished a basket with her eyes closed. Her eyes flew open and she smiled in triumph at us. Iggy closed his mouth and Gaz moved again. I let my eyes return to their normal state.
Max tossed hair over her shoulder and headed back to the house. She had a hand on the door knob. "How's that for shooting, Iggy?" Max asked, but didn't turn around. She left to inside.
Iggy reached up behind his neck and rubbed it a couple times. "Guess we shouldn't underestimate Ride," Iggy commented. Gazzy looked at him like 'No duh'. I just rolled my eyes at my friends. We followed Max back inside after a few minutes.
Andrew had arrived. Max and him were talking. I saw Angel gazing at him. Oh brother. Angel sure has a crush on Andrew. Andrew was on Gaz, Iggy, and my basketball team last year, and he is trying out this year with us. Andrew's a pretty nice kid. Him and Gaz got close.
I saw Nudge and Ella steal Max away from Andrew. I'm. It sure why, but I'm glad those two were done talking. I walked up to Andrew. "Max is pretty cool, huh?" he asked. I just nodded my head. In case you didn't notice, I'm not a big talker. Gaz and Iggy eventually made their way over. They got into a big discussion over who was better, Magic Johnson, or Kareem Abdul-Jabar. Andrew and Iggy were for Magic, while Gaz strongly fought that Kareem was better. I'm more of a Karl Malone fan.
I started tuning the guys out. I watched Max talk to Ella and Nudge feverishly. They seemed to be in a sort of heated discussion.
Max's POV
Nudge and Ella dragged me away from Andrew. I was a bit glad. He was cute and all with his brown hair and green eyes, but Andrew was a bit full of himself.
"Max. You should so let me do your makeup sometime," Nudge gushed. I widened my eyes in horror. I shook my head furiously.
"No, no no. Never. No way. Not gonna happen," I whisper screamed. Nudge just rolled her eyes. Ella sighed and look helplessly at Nudge.
"Come on Max. I but you look beautiful with makeup!"
"Makeup is a torture device!"
"It is a self care product that make women feel better about themselves."
Before I could counter, the door flew open. Six dudes barged their way into Angel and Gaz's house. They were all football players. You could tell 'cause they were all wearing their jerseys. Everyone turned to look at them. Fang, Iggy, Gaz, and Andrew all glowered at the guys. I stepped out in front. "Who are you guys?" I question fiercely.
"Get out. Ari, Dylan, Omega, all of you. OUT!" Gaz ordered. One of them stepped up and shoved Nudge out of the way. I didn't know Angel and Gaz's friends very well, but I'm not a fan of any jerk that shoves girls to the ground. I stepped up to him a push a finger in his chest. He stumbled back a step.
All of the guys finally realized I was there. Catcalls and whistles rang throughout the room. "Who's the new hottie?" one of them asked.
"Leave her alone, Omega," Iggy growled. I stepped up to Omega.
"Your green eyes are beautiful, but I think you would look better with purple eyes," I said, flashing him a smile. He grinned back. Idiot.
"Really?" he asked. Wow. The numbskulls in this town. I smiled again. I took a step towards him and then popped him right in the eye. Omega keeled over. His eye was already starting to swell.
"You'll have a purple eye in a few hours. I can give you another shiner so you match, or you can get out now," I warned. I sent a death glare at all six guys and waited for them to scat. Two guys stepped in front of the now violently swearing Omega. I cracked my knuckles threateningly.
"You're going to regret that, new girl," the dude with blonde hair and turquoise eyes warned. I shrugged like I wasn't worried. The other boy, this one with dark brown hair and brown eyes, threw a punch aimed for my jaw. I raised my hand and caught his fist. I kneed him in the stomach and he dropped. I raised my eyebrows at the blonde almost asking if he wanted to mess with me. He backed off, helping his buddies off the floor.
"You're going down new girl," he growled. I tossed my hair over my shoulder.
"Whatever. Oh, and my name is Max by the way. Max Ride. Uh, bye bye," I said watching them troop back outside. I turned around to see seven stunned people standing there. I ignored them and went to check on Nudge.
"Are you ok?" I asked, kneeling beside her. I was worried a bit. Nudge just stared up at me.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she said after a minute. She picked herself up off the floor. I turned around to see Fang standing behind me.
"Jeez. Don't sneak up on me, you ninja" I yelped. He cracked a half smile.
"Are you ok?" he asked. I looked puzzled. I was fine. I nodded my head. Fang relaxed a bit. I took a step back and saw everyone was unfrozen. Angel and Nudge were talking excitedly. Ella chimed in every now and then. Gaz, Iggy, and Andrew were huddled up, talking with their backs to Fang and me.
I walked over to Angel, Ella, and Nudge. "Ohmigod! Did you see Max just beat up both Omega and Ari? Even Dylan was scared. They totally crashed the party, but Max totally took care of them. ZOMG. That was like crazy cool. Max, do you know who you just took down?" Nudge asked. I shook my head, mystified.
Angel gawked for a minute. "You took down Omega, player of the school, football player, Bridgid's boyfriend, and popular. You then took down Ari, jock, wrestler, football player, Maya's boyfriend, and popular. Not to mention you frightened Dylan, model, football player, Lissa's boyfriend, and popular. They are some of the most popular people at Freshwater High. The only people that rival them are their girlfriends. And you, you just took down all of them. ZOMG. Ohmigod. Max you are the coolest," Nudge said. It took me a minute to process what she had just said.
"Sooo... basically I just guaranteed that they will all make my life hell?" I asked warily.
"Yep," Gaz said. I jumped, having not noticed they boys were standing behind me. Gazzy's eyes were a shade darker. He had a serious look on his face. He was looking right at me.
"You shouldn't have done that Max," Andrew said. I rolled my eyes at the ignorant boy.
"I'm pretty sure that I'm fine Andrew. I can take care of myself. I'm a black belt in Judo, and a junior black belt in taekwondo," I assured my worried friends. Iggy looked impressed and so did Nudge. Everyone calmed down a bit.
I pulled out my phone. It was 9:45. I promised Mom, Ella and I would be home by 10. Everyone was talking now. I decided to text Ella to tell her of our curfew.
(A/N Bold is Texts)
I promised Mom we'd b home by 10 MAX
What? Shut up. I'm having so much fun though ~Ella
Me too, but we'll see these guys tomorrow MAX
Yeah. I guess. Whatever. Gtg Nudge walked up ~Ella
I watched Ella and Nudge swap numbers so they could text each other. I ended up swapping numbers with Iggy, Gazzy, Angel and Andrew. Fang surprisingly had avoided me the rest of the night.
I walked right up to him. He raised an eyebrow. I just rolled my eyes. "Gimme your number," I ordered. Fang looked skeptical, so I grabbed his phone out of his jacket pocket. I plugged my number into his phone. He raised an eyebrow again. I shrugged. He shrugged then took my phone from my hands and put his number in.
I went over to Ella and tapped her on the shoulder. She nodded. "Bye, Nudge. Bye Fang, Iggy, Andrew. Thank for inviting us over Angel and Gaz. Bye," I said as we headed out the door. A chorus of 'byes' rang out.
I slipped into my pjs. I picked my phone up off the bed. Low and behold, a text showed up from none other than Fang.
Why'd u leave? Are u sure u and Ella r alright walking home…F
Yeah. We're fine. Why? Is Fangy worried MAX
No. How far is your walk? Do you want me to take you home…F
Ever the gentleman? No we don't need a ride. We're already home, silly. In fact I'm lying in bed MAX
Really. Where do u live…F
Why do u want to know, Creeper? Kidding. We live right next door MAX
Oh. See u tomorrow. Look for the table at the back of the lunch table. U & Ella r eating with us…F
K. I'm going to bed. Don't txt me anymore or I swear I'll hunt u down & skin u alive, Fang. I'm cereal MAX
Whatever…F
I put my phone down. Fang was a mysterious person. He was strange with his 'no talking' persona. It was like Mr. Emo. Whatever.
I turned out the lights and fell asleep.
Fang's POV
I smiled looking at Max's and my texts. She was a nice girl, but would kill you if you messed with her friends. Max would make an interesting friend. I couldn't wait to see what would happen next. I slipped my phone back into my sweatshirt pocket. "Nudge? You ready to go?" I asked. I had to take Nudge home, since her Mom had taken away her car for the week. She nodded.
We climbed into my black 2013 Toyota Avalon. We rode in silence until I pulled into Nudge's driveway. I parked the car. She gave me a quick hug. "Thanks, Fang," she whispered. I smiled and nodded. As soon as Nudge was safe inside, I backed out and drove home.
I couldn't stop thinking about Max. She sure was impressive. I parked my car in the driveway. I climbed the stairs to my room. I flopped into bed and was soon fast asleep thinking about tomorrow and the troubles that were no doubt going to come.
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