In my dream things were normal. I was in Washington, at Grazings High, playing my favorite sport, volleyball. I dove to the floor and passed the ball over, right in the empty spot of the court. The others teams girls dove for it but didn't make it in time. The buzzer sounded and the game was over. I looked up to see Zach beaming at me. He ran to the court and whirled me around. He leaned in slowly, my heart thumped as quickly as a hummingbirds wings while it was on a sugar high. His soft pink lips were a millimeter away from mine and then, "Maxi! Maxi! Maxi! Maxi! WAKE UP! We're here in Arizona!" I heard Ella screech from the front seat. My green eyes fluttered open. I could barely see anything out of my blurry haze. I rubbed my eyes and then opened them up again. My breath caught in my chest. Whoa. I slowly stepped out of the car to see a huge, three story building, stretching wide. It had an archway of chalky white stone, that contrasted against the red bricks making up the other parts of the house. The perfectly clean windows were framed by the same stones as the archway over the door. There was a beautiful flower bed that stretched over the edge of the house. Around the property was a white picket fence, the gate had two big M's on it. I looked up at the house again to see a huge balcony jutting out from the side of the third story, over the fence, almost touching with another balcony from the mansion next door. I slowly cascaded to the huge gate, taller than me. "WOW!" Ella and I said at the same time. My mom laughed good-naturedly. "Told you!" she teased, flipping her reddish-brown curls. I beamed really big at her. She leaned over to the pillar that was holding up the gate and pushed a button on it. The gate slowly swung open. My mouth dropped.
"Girls, your rooms are already done! The people came early this morning to set all the stuff in there. Go and relax, everything has been taken out of boxes and put up. Check it out! It's about five now, just come down at seven for dinner! Max, yours is on the third story, go down the hall, past the game room and then take a right to another hall and it's the third door on the right!" my mom said with a huge smile as she walked inside. I nodded eagerly. And started taking the stairs, when my mom called from behind me, "Why don't you just take the elevator, dear?" In an excited voice. My mouth dropped again. "We have an elevator!" I squealed. My mom nodded excitedly. She pointed a perfectly manicured finger at the wall right where an elevator stood. I was in it before you could say, 'WOW! Arizona isn't completely terrible!' I timidly walked up towards the door that mom said should be my room. I knocked and immediately felt stupid... It was my room after all! I pushed open the door and my mouth fell open wide. It was my dream room! On the far left corner was a huge curtain open that had a circular stage with a step coming down from it. Up on the stage was a keyboard, my two guitars on their stands, and a drum set. From there the floor was level. There two red walls and two black ones. They has posters of all my favorite bands on it. My bed was pushed against one wall with red and black polka dots on the comforter and pillows. The floors were black marble, splatter painted red. On the middle of the floor laid a huge, circular, blood red rug. There was much more to the room too, but instead of exploring, I walked over to the double glass doors with black curtains, tied back on them. I opened them up and felt the cool breeze instantly hit my face. I closed my eyes and smiled. There was patio furniture all over the balcony. I smiled to myself. I knew this was where I was going to do my singing. I looked over to where the railing of my balcony was touching the neighbors. I wondered who lived there. I shrugged to myself and went to get Candy Apple (my red and black electric guitar.)
Fang's POV
"No" I said. "Yes!" Katy answered. "No" "Please?" "No"
"Come on!"
"No,"
"Can't you say ANYTHING but no! Come on I know you're dying to go out with me!" Katy giggled. I walked through the gate of my house and to the door. Finally. "Absolutely not." I told her. She grabbed my hand and gave me a flirty smile. I pulled my hand away and reminded myself to disinfect it once I got inside. I turned and gave Katy a nod of my head and closed the door right in her face. Here's the deal. I am not sexist. I don't think boys are better than girls. I have up most respect for them. Yet when girls like Katy, or Brigid act like they do it drives me nuts. Is it really necessary to follow someone home? I have not had a girlfriend since eighth grade. I was a sophomore now. The thing is. I don't ask a girl out unless she is sincere and down to Earth, and unless I REALLY like her. Needless to say, why I have not had a girlfriend in a long time.
By the time I was finished with all this thinking I was already in my room. I tossed down my back pack. And stripped off my shirt from football playoffs. I walked onto my balcony and closed my eyes, enjoying what was left of the warm summer breeze. When I opened my eyes I saw a girl sitting on her balcony right next to my own. She had a guitar in her lap and had her eyes closed. I felt my heart flutter a little bit and let me assure you… that does not happen to me. I'm Fang Ride for crying out loud. This girl was unlike anyone I'd ever seen in Arizona. She had long, dirty blonde curls that fell all the way to her waist. My little sister Nudge always looks through magazines and claims its called 'Mermaid Hair' and that she'd 'Just DIE to have it'. She had glistening, tan skin and had a small smile on her face. I coughed slightly and immediately regretted it. Her eyes flew open. It took almost all I had not to gasp. Her eyes were a stunning, emerald green, the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. She raised her eyebrows at me. "Did you come out here shirtless to impress me or something?" the girl said with a small hint of laughter in her voice. "Wha-what?" I stuttered. Around here I was 'the famous fang'. I was not used to being spoken to like that. She sat in the chair, lazily strumming her guitar waiting for me to reply. I shook my head. And my shaggy black hair flew around. I regained my usual smooth confidence. I gave her a rare lopsided grin. Her face didn't even change. Still calm. Smooth. Beautiful. "Oh. I see how it is. Well judging from the look of surprise on your face you expect me to fall all over myself seeing you like this," she said slowly, eyeing me up and down. I leaned on the railing. "Yes." I replied, honestly. She snorted, "Wow what a big ego." "Never said it's a bad thing you weren't," I said, simply. "Most girls do, and I don't like most girls." I told her, in my deep drawl. I could almost feel the mischievous sparkle in my midnight black eyes.
"Either you're, A). Gay B). Sexist C). Trying to hint you like me," she said with a small smirk.
I didn't reply, but just smirked at her. She started playing her guitar, and I was surprised at how good she was. "Hey… You're pretty good." I told her. She kept playing and raised an eyebrow.
"Do you play anything?" She asked over the soft melody.
"I mostly sing but I can play guitar. My friends and I have a band that's pretty well known in our town."
"That must've been a lot of words for you!" She laughed. I shook my head and laughed.
"What's your favorite song?" I asked her. She laughed an replied,
"You probably wont know it. It's Stand Up by One Direction! And before you make fun of me, no I'm not some crazy fan girl, but I really do like their music."
"I have two sisters. I definitely know that song." I said, laughing. What was with me! I'd laughed more in the past five minutes than I had in a year! At that moment, the girl started strumming her guitar to the song and raised her eyebrows at me to sing a long. She started out singing,
"From the moment I met you, everything changedI knew I had to get you, whatever the pain,I had to take you and make you mine.(take you and make you mine)"I then joined in,
"I would walk through the desertI would walk down the aisleI would swim all the oceans just to see you smileWhatever it takes is fineWhatever it takes is fine"Then together we sang, our voices rising."Oh oh ohh ohSo put your hands upOh oh ohh oh'Cause it's a stand upI won't be leaving 'til I finish stealing every piece of your heartEvery piece of your heart." We both stopped after the chorus, smiling at each other. She stared at me for a second and then said breathlessly, "Wow. You're really good." I winked at her and then turned around, ready to go back inside, but then said called out, "Wait!" I looked over my shoulder and she looked at me curiously. "You never told me your name…"
"Fang.." I told her. She shook her head and replied,
"It fits… I'm Max."
"It fits," I told her with a smirk, and then retreated to my room.