Previously

"Don't you mean you remembered Fang is here?" Ella Chirped.

"Hmmm so that's for the good behavior ever since we left I was wondering why you didn't chain yourself to the mailbox." My mom said again matter factly.

"Thanks a lot Ells"

"Who's Fang is he Max's boyfriend!?" Ari asked rather curiously.

"Yeah they were childhood sweethearts!" Ella squealed.

"No! No we weren't he is my best friend that is a guy. I said defenselessly

Max's POV

Even though I deny that I liked Fang it wasn't true I really liked him. I even dated some other guys to take my mind off of him. Such as Sam for about 1 month (we were too different didn't work out) Dylan that one lasted almost 2 ½ years it would have gone on longer but we moved here and we recently broke up. I have to say Dylan was amazing but then something happened at a party and now he is gay and his boyfriend is Sam. Can you say AWKWARD?! That is another reason also why we broke up. I step out of the U-Haul Truck and go to the back of the truck while Ari and Mom open the door to the old house Ella goes up to the old willow and hugs it. I grab boxes and start going inside I inhale the smell of the house it smells like we never left. I look inside still old gross walls and beat up old floor that you can't make out what color it is anymore.

"Ah home sweet home." my mom sighed as she came in getting a good look at the old place.

"That's one way to say it." Ari muttered.

"Ari it might not look like much but soon after the extreme house makeover it will be grand!" chirped Ella

"We can start unloading the truck, then we can head to Home Depot. That way we can pick colors, get started and fix this old place up. Sound like a plan?"

"Is there a room for all of us?" asked Ari.

"Yes there is 6 rooms plus a living room, a basement, a lounge, a huge kitchen and 3 bathrooms." I say rather informally, "Which also means a lot of painting!" I complain.

"Oh like you are going to do any of those rooms besides your's." my dear mother said very cockly. I smile innocently .

Fang's POV

I'm in my room listening to my awesome fang style playlist. sitting on my bed, just chilling. When I hear a knocking on my door. I turn down the music and hit pause.

"Who is it?" I say

"It's me Fangles." replied my brother Iggy. His name is really Griffin but our family and close friends call him Iggy for some reason. My real name is Nick but my friends call me Fang because of my old best friend Max.

"Guess who I just saw across the street?" he says while opening the door without my permission, but I don't care, I want him to tell me and then get out so I can continue listening to my music in peace.

"Who did you see across the street Ig?"

"I saw," he pauses for dramatic effect. "I saw the Martinez Family." I shot off my bed and stumbled off. A smirk comes upon Iggy's face

"What? Iggy don't mess with me like that, that isn't funny anymore. In fact to stop being funny ever since 2 months The Martinez's left. You are crazy they are on California."

"No Fang I'm serious! they are in a U-Haul truck and it looks like they are moving into their old house just across the street."

"Ok fine I'm to go check it out if you are wrong and messing with me I'm going to break you."

I walk outside with Iggy at my side and I look across the street to see a U-Haul truck right there. "Iggy call the flock, Max is back!" I mentally smile to myself to have the girl I have loved for all these years back with me.