Max's POV

I looked out my bedroom window into Sam's eyes.

"I love you Maximum" he whispered,

"I love you back" I smiled,

He smiled wide and turned around and hopped down from the wooden plank below my window. I smiled and shut my window and turned around. I slid my back down the wall and pulled my knees up close to my chest. I let my hair flop around my head as I smashed it into my knees. I looked up, and grinned.

"Yes!" I screamed,

I began dancing around my room like a crazy person.

"Yes, yes,yes, yes!!"

"Max?" My mom yelled ruining the moment.

"What?" I called, getting annoyed with my mom who had taken it upon herself to ruin my day.

"Dr. Martinez and her kids are coming today! You have to come outside to greet them!"

Now... you must be wondering what I'm talking about. Allow me to explain.

My name is Maximum Ride. Call me Max. I'm 15. There you go, now you know me. My mom has a friend named Valencia Marteinez. Her and her adopted kids are now coming to live with us. Ug. I don't want new kids to come. Especially since I already have enough siblings. Juliet, eighteen years old. Nice, calm, and friendly. Me. Lilac, obsessed with fashion, hair, and makeup. Age 12. And finally, Charlotte. We call her Latte. Age six.

Anyway, we already have a packed house. Why do we need more people. Sure we have a big house but still.

I went outside onto the deck.

"Is that really what your wearing?" Lilac asked,

"What? It's not dirty!" I said,

"You wore that three days in a row! Yes it is" she complained.

"No stains," I said.

She pointed to my chest.

"Stains,"

"Max go change," my mom said not looking up from the salad she was preparing.

"Fine" I said grudgingly.

I went back into my room and looked at what I was working with. After many failed attempts I finally picked out a white flowy dress ending at my knees. I put on some blue flip-flops and walked outside.

"Their here, their here!" my mom was running around.

Okay. I thought, here we go.